<?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-3871794835222462491</id><updated>2011-12-07T14:21:08.145+08:00</updated><category term='I will be waiting for your reply...'/><category term='It is only fair and square to do so'/><category term='Will everything change? I am not trying to get syampathy or being pathetic at all...They are just my feelings.....'/><category term='Stop being so childish can ? Grow up man Kenny Yee Tan'/><category term='I am not a VAMPIRE...'/><category term='Decided that things is going to change for sure'/><category term='hais....I wan to grow up........'/><category term='I am going to turn 16...Does that change anything?'/><category term='Will it ever happen??'/><category term='u trust me and I trust u but there is a saying too. Is there any fairness in this world?'/><category term='Will it change?'/><category term='Feelings and emotions is what makes a person weak.......'/><category term='hais...How to make my message known to others???'/><category term='May I hold your hand till next life?'/><category term='Isit really the end for me?'/><category term='it is your mind and feelings complicate the problems altogether.'/><category term='I forgive you pearl....'/><category term='Can someone ask me out?? Pls....'/><category term='Will Santa hear my wishes and grant them?'/><category term='Trying to be happy but to no avail...(Will be missing the 2 guys..)'/><category term='I want those moments back'/><category term='Nothing gonna change....'/><category term='Things is not as easy as it seems.....'/><category term='Is there a way to make u feel better?'/><category term='Full Of Sorrow....'/><category term='I really love all of you...I really do...'/><category term='Love and hatred ; Is it fate to have them together.....'/><category term='I hope I can read people thoughts.....'/><category term='I day to Christmas || 2 day to MCO concert || 5 days to CO camp'/><category term='I love you but can u sense it?'/><category term='To be your friend is all I ever wanted. To be your lover is all I ever dreamed.'/><category term='Humour is never one of my character.....'/><category term='I am a failure.....'/><category term='I am 16 now...WIll everything change?'/><category term='Will it last........'/><category term='Please drag me out from all the situations that I landed myself in...'/><category term='I can&apos;t get over you it seems....Can I?'/><category term='SHAMELESS is the word she say........'/><category term='I know when I post this type of post'/><category term='Just accept me won u..It will nice f u accpet me as we both have the same fate.....'/><category term='Am I really so bad?'/><category term='Is this how it meant to be ?'/><category term='Sometimes is not to us to decide whether wat we must do next'/><category term='I cant stop reading this stroy and cry along with it ....'/><category term='Christmas is coming'/><category term='Stupid me.....'/><category term='Sorry if have spelling error.......:P'/><category term='Why am I always the one seeing your shadow leaving me?'/><category term='Hais will everything be fine for me when I reach 16?'/><category term='I want a chance to be given....please....'/><category term='Life for me isit being played by others or me who can&apos;t handle it well that why others are controlling it?'/><category term='Hais..Weirdo....'/><category term='The you refers to many people. It is not particularly one person...'/><category term='sooner or later this type of comments will pop out...'/><category term='Love to me is a fantasy now....I can&apos;t bear the pain anymore...'/><category term='L.O.V.E what does it really mean.....'/><category term='Why cant my conversation last.....'/><category term='Problems are always easy to be solved'/><category term='will anyone believe me?'/><category term='A friedn seems to be everywhere but which one will be able to stop the bleeding in my heart.....'/><category term='I will be waiting....'/><category term='I just don&apos;t bear to leave my friends (thinking if I really have one)'/><category term='I am not strong afterall....'/><category term='If I say I am a shy person'/><category term='I once dream about the world I live in is happy..How I wished I can just don wake up from that moment onwards...'/><category term='I don think my luck will change when I reach 16....'/><category term='Kenny is a nobody but a hermit...'/><category term='Please give me some attention...'/><category term='When can I have self control and be a serious guy....'/><category term='As Much As Leaning Nearer To You...'/><category term='I wished I can hold you tight and say I Love You.....'/><category term='It is easier to explain in a 3rd person view than being the main character it self...'/><title type='text'>Ok arE AlL anGel gOOD AnD StUFf ?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>190</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-8522421075751743827</id><published>2011-12-07T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T14:21:08.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it is your mind and feelings complicate the problems altogether.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Problems are always easy to be solved'/><title type='text'>Confused In All Aspects..</title><content type='html'>The days just go day by day just like that...&lt;br /&gt;And now is already the Month of December...&lt;br /&gt;How time really flies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I have change when I reach Poly..&lt;br /&gt;I still faced the same problem..&lt;br /&gt;My negativeness have really make me a more unhappy person...&lt;br /&gt;Just a few profanities from Max, makes me think I am out from his circle altogether, which include Ting Yu, Wei Shan and all...&lt;br /&gt;Mood Swing at the start of the new block...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just hard to control my emotions and thinking...&lt;br /&gt;Like what Chen Wei had said, I cannot be too comfortable with one person as I will take them for granted..&lt;br /&gt;I have friends, thats what I keep on tell myself in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;But who is another question in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Is this consider as friends? Or acquaintances?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so picky with strangers who want to make friends when I need friends too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too awkward and shy..&lt;br /&gt;Its just so weird that I am able to chat freely with all my Secondary schoolmates whom I am not so used to,&lt;br /&gt;And now in Poly I have problem trying to have a normal conversations with my schoolmates...&lt;br /&gt;Its either me or they are feeling the same way as me too..&lt;br /&gt;I always feel that my conversations with girls are always a yes and no conversations. &lt;br /&gt;All those one word reply or a little explanation done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant find anything common to talk to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I cant converse well with my seniors and all I cant find any common topic to talk with..&lt;br /&gt;I chat with Angel about this problem ...&lt;br /&gt;She said if no one makes the first move in starting a conversation , it will never start.&lt;br /&gt;True to that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that Ka Yan like find me irritating after the Marathon .&lt;br /&gt;But there is nothing to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how to explain this feelings in weird. &lt;br /&gt;It just so vexed thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Ellie and Jia jing decided to write Christmas Notes to DSC members, Ka Yan decided to do it too.&lt;br /&gt;She make two hand bracelet for the both of them but I am there too..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in her mind she dun plan to make one for me at all..&lt;br /&gt;To comfort myself, I keep on tell myself that she has class to attend to , thats why no time make the third one for me at that point of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Ellie, I always see her online den have some *casual* conversations with her online ..&lt;br /&gt;Its like I still cant find any topic that can amuse her and chat with her about it...&lt;br /&gt;When I see her, I am totally dumbfounded and dunno wad to say.&lt;br /&gt;Shy in one corner...&lt;br /&gt;Unless she meets my eye, I wouldn't have the courage to say Hi to her and smile..&lt;br /&gt;She came in to LOFT just now to find someone for her survey..&lt;br /&gt;She ask Ka Yan and then Didi who was sitting beside me...&lt;br /&gt;Not me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno why am I so sensitive to such stuff..&lt;br /&gt;It is just so minor problems but i am so sensitive towards it...&lt;br /&gt;I can only think of one reason..&lt;br /&gt;It is because I care as they are the people I want to make friends with..&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I care these details ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no fashion sense and a bit dull in dressing and all..&lt;br /&gt;Something that stand outs from my overall physique is my height...&lt;br /&gt;Angel mention before that sometimes a person will initiate a conversations because they want to something about the person..&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when will I have that chance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Eudora and Ellie initiate the chat to Adib makes me envy..&lt;br /&gt;Now lets talk about studies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly hope that I can focus more...&lt;br /&gt;All I need is my comfortable zone...&lt;br /&gt;Here I have an assignment on hand to do to and I am blogging my feelings away here...&lt;br /&gt;Shall start now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Update soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-8522421075751743827?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8522421075751743827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=8522421075751743827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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There...</title><content type='html'>If your mind is a s steady as it is, you wouldn't have problem managing your own feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Thats what my friend told me a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why... It always that  when I blast my laptop songs into my ear...&lt;br /&gt;The songs that makes me realise who I really am.&lt;br /&gt;The coward guy underneath all the skins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I don't like myself now. Just that I hate myself over reacting to anything and getting hyper.&lt;br /&gt;Its just so not me I guess. All the acting is so tiring.&lt;br /&gt;Inside me have full of resentment and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I see girls as friends?&lt;br /&gt;Its just so unfair of me to treat different girls differently because of their  appearance and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an argument with Sean.&lt;br /&gt;Though I didnt know typing his girlfriend name jokingly will get scolded from him.&lt;br /&gt;Apologize to him seems to be not enough. I wonder what should I do so he can calm down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is 11.11.11. The specials day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;I got no plans on what to do on that day. Other than going gym with my beloved cousin Aven :)&lt;br /&gt;Den I go post on Facebook that if I have 50 likes, I will confess to the girl i like tmr at 11.11 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Currently have 27 likes. But in mind I dunno who I should go confessed my love to.&lt;br /&gt;I got no one special in mind as I am trying to forget Rachelle altogether,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, feelings really makes me crazy. &lt;br /&gt;I cant manage it well and very indecisive at times.&lt;br /&gt;This whole thing is really CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many decisions to made. Have to work hard in everything. Little time spend in playing.&lt;br /&gt;Is that really life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to work on my size. the only thing that can boost my self esteem is that now.&lt;br /&gt;Each time I watch Step Up, they always motivate me to have a nice body.&lt;br /&gt;Must really control my diet it seems.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm got to earn some tips from my cousin Aven!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-2245202957033615696?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2245202957033615696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=2245202957033615696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/2245202957033615696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/2245202957033615696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2011/11/conflicting-feelings-that-should-never.html' title='Conflicting Feelings That SHould Never Be There...'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-705906667959447818</id><published>2011-11-09T12:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T13:17:17.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To be your friend is all I ever wanted. To be your lover is all I ever dreamed.'/><title type='text'>Back From The Dead</title><content type='html'>A lot of things have happen and I am not sure whether have I change to a whole new person or still the same old me.&lt;br /&gt;One Semester have passed since I last blog.&lt;br /&gt;Currently in Temasek Polytechnic studying Environment Design.&lt;br /&gt;My G.P.A isn't that good either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally get over Amalina. &lt;br /&gt;The girl that has the sweetest smile.&lt;br /&gt;Hope still to be able to contact her and stay as friends.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have much negative thoughts on myself now as I have tried to improve myself and try doing so.&lt;br /&gt;I am still as emotional as I used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting into Poly have indeed makes me learn alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;Negative person are really not welcome into the POLY world.Indeed like what Angela had said.&lt;br /&gt;I manage to convince myself I have friends.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to accept the fact that i am not a good person and working to tune myself to a better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of conflict feeling while I am in POLY though.&lt;br /&gt;Like falling in love with the wrong girl.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, if you notice, people actually over react to certain situations when they can just faced it normally.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote my first letter to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetically enough, there is totally no response from her....&lt;br /&gt;So it lead to an air of awkwardness between me and her...&lt;br /&gt;Just like Amalina and I during those days..&lt;br /&gt;Though it is a total different reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet encourages me to forget.&lt;br /&gt;I agree to her thoughts but it is harder to do it as I am so tired in avoiding her everyday..&lt;br /&gt;Very tired. All the bickering with her has stop. We didn't even look into each other eyes anymore too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up is a long way ahead,&lt;br /&gt;And each path you take, you have to make wise and right choice and must control your feelings well.&lt;br /&gt;My maturity is not there yet and still have much more things to learn.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i have more preaching from Chen Wei so as to learn more of my UGLY me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really tired of the love life for some reason..&lt;br /&gt;Have everything planned out. Just waiting for the right person to attend it.&lt;br /&gt;You get what I mean?? And understand how frustrating the feelings is?&lt;br /&gt;I learn that life is all about patience sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;You can't rush things too hard and too fast.&lt;br /&gt;You won't be gaining anything from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end here..&lt;br /&gt;Will blog again soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-705906667959447818?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/705906667959447818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=705906667959447818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/705906667959447818'/><link rel='self' 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know he transfer into the school and cause to be traumatised again and cry the whole night...&lt;br /&gt;Why the god is so unfair to her?&lt;br /&gt;Can't things progress smoothly for her for the first time?&lt;br /&gt;She think it is fate when I and her is in the same school...&lt;br /&gt;Hais...&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything is fine (though I know it is not)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is so confusing...&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not...&lt;br /&gt;Hais....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week went back to school....&lt;br /&gt;Bought some chocalates to share with the juniors...&lt;br /&gt;It was a joy to see the smiles on their faces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy and Sad...&lt;br /&gt;How confusing my emotions can be....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-6154706047660003893?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-3600597637718234792</id><published>2011-02-09T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T01:02:58.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humour is never one of my character.....'/><title type='text'>Irritaitng = Annoyed= Kenny</title><content type='html'>I am certainly not helping myself....&lt;br /&gt;Not helping at all...&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays people wouldn't care about people who think low of themselves...&lt;br /&gt;So I am certainly not helping myself at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this goes on, I am 100% sure that I will find it very hard in making new acquaintances in poly...&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;I am really feel disturbed by the fact that I am an irritating guy to the people around me...&lt;br /&gt;And a sarcastic one too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I am being sarcastic, I am actually joking...&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds confsing but thats really what I mean...&lt;br /&gt;I know what you all think..&lt;br /&gt;I may think that I am joking but other people do not think the same as me..&lt;br /&gt;Hence tey are offended by me though they might be smiling while I am saying it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes trying hard to make people laugh and happy is not a wise choice for me after al...&lt;br /&gt;As they always end up irritated and angry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a sense of humour after all...&lt;br /&gt;The humour that I THOUGHT I am having is actually sarcasm...&lt;br /&gt;How bad can that be...&lt;br /&gt;Very bad I guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world out there don't do spoon feeding anymore...&lt;br /&gt;WE got to interact around our own and make friends...&lt;br /&gt;Its easy for others ( like Denson) but definitely not easy for me....&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not easy for me when I have all this negative aura around me and fear of this and that...&lt;br /&gt;Definitely no....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I change to a better person?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I find that it is an irony when I am not so comunicative yet the student council teachers place me as a student councillor in the communications department...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading about a comment that chuquan make in facebook..&lt;br /&gt;I agree to what she said....&lt;br /&gt;Denson definitely is sociable and can make friends easily by a click of your fingers...&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop envy him since sec 1....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I received a bad comment from someon, I will tend to avoid the person...&lt;br /&gt;If I am already that bad in the person mind, I dun want to add anymore bad things in his or her list when they see me...&lt;br /&gt;It is a coward act..&lt;br /&gt;I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun want to be a irritating person to anyone ANYMORE !&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to change?&lt;br /&gt;I miss all of friends so much.....&lt;br /&gt;So much.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-3600597637718234792?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3600597637718234792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=3600597637718234792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/3600597637718234792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/3600597637718234792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2011/02/irritaitng-annoyed-kenny.html' title='Irritaitng = Annoyed= Kenny'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-1119846889696949797</id><published>2011-02-09T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T01:41:20.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Is this how it meant to be ?'/><title type='text'>Future that is never clear.....</title><content type='html'>Results was out....&lt;br /&gt;Posting results was out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was posted to Nanyang Polytechnic initialy..&lt;br /&gt;Space and interior design...&lt;br /&gt;Sounds pretty cool to me...&lt;br /&gt;But due to some reason, I appealed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The appeal was a success...&lt;br /&gt;But I dun like the course I am appealed to...&lt;br /&gt;I know it sound stupid..&lt;br /&gt;Like if I dun like the course, why shoul I appeal for it den....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time I only want to fufil a promise and change school....&lt;br /&gt;Didnt have the right state of mind to think if that course will jeopardize my whole future...&lt;br /&gt;Now the promise is fufilled but left m e hating myselffor making such a childish decision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I am mature enough to think things in a orrect manner...&lt;br /&gt;If only I didnt put the silent promise of mine for her in the top of the todo list...&lt;br /&gt;If only I am stronger to say no and stick to me decision...&lt;br /&gt;If only...If only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it so stupid to change a school for a girl...&lt;br /&gt;When it is a future I am using it to change for...&lt;br /&gt;Don't get misunderstood for the first sentence..&lt;br /&gt;I am not changing school just because she is same school as me....&lt;br /&gt;I am changing it so she and I won't be in the same school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I thought I have walk out of the circle that I am being kept it..&lt;br /&gt;I thought I have...&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I am still the weakling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am paranoid...&lt;br /&gt;Can that be cured?&lt;br /&gt;There was a friend of mine ( I guess we are no longer one now)...&lt;br /&gt;we just chat once in a while...&lt;br /&gt;But She find me annoying and perasan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am shocked when she tell me that...&lt;br /&gt;As I my conversations wif her never last more than 2 minutes..&lt;br /&gt;The only conversations we had that last for more than two minutes is when we just met each other after so many years...&lt;br /&gt;After that  i am a annoying person to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think fo anything I do...&lt;br /&gt;Is trying to strike a conversation wif a friend that annoying?&lt;br /&gt;She know causes me to fear more...&lt;br /&gt;I aready fear in making people annoyed...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the right words can I say so I can have a nice and happy conversations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me..&lt;br /&gt;I do tried not to think too much..&lt;br /&gt;I reallY TRIED..&lt;br /&gt;I keep on try to get postive thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;Really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really confused...&lt;br /&gt;I am aware of so many things..&lt;br /&gt;But how do control it?&lt;br /&gt;Each time I ask questions, I am afraid to the max that I will annoy the person wif questions...&lt;br /&gt;But then how do u strike conversations without questions?&lt;br /&gt;U get wad I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so lost...&lt;br /&gt;I am so confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to cope with poly life with all these childish thoughts and worries?&lt;br /&gt;SOmeday I am going crazy....&lt;br /&gt;Help!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-1119846889696949797?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/1119846889696949797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=1119846889696949797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/1119846889696949797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/1119846889696949797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2011/02/future-that-is-never-clear.html' title='Future that is never clear.....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-4597992159917952604</id><published>2010-12-22T04:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T04:13:13.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look at me...&lt;br /&gt;I will never pass for a perfect guy or a perfect son....( perfect friend)&lt;br /&gt;Can it be I'm not meant to play this part?&lt;br /&gt;Now i see that if I were truely to be myself..... &lt;br /&gt;I would break my family's heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is that guy I see?&lt;br /&gt;Staring straight back at me?&lt;br /&gt;Why is my reflection someone I dont know?&lt;br /&gt;Some how I can not hide....&lt;br /&gt;Who I am though i've tried...&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show who I am inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Edit version of Reflection from Disney*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-4597992159917952604?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4597992159917952604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=4597992159917952604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Santa hear my wishes and grant them?'/><title type='text'>I am Back......</title><content type='html'>Many months has passed since I last blog...&lt;br /&gt;Many things have happen...&lt;br /&gt;Many things that I have learnt too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O levels is over..&lt;br /&gt;I did try my best except for geography...&lt;br /&gt;I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;I never have any confidence in myself....&lt;br /&gt;So....weak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year is getting to an end soon....&lt;br /&gt;The happy thing is that I have finally graduate...&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing?&lt;br /&gt;I still lose friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I dunno what the problem is...&lt;br /&gt;Its just that how can I ca=hange myself to whom people will respect and listen...&lt;br /&gt;That day when Farah ask me to stop contacting her...&lt;br /&gt;The pain surface again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn to Stephanie and Amalina...&lt;br /&gt;Before that I dunno who I can turn to....&lt;br /&gt;Guys would not help that for sure....&lt;br /&gt;Girls have been irritated away by me and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must I keep on lose friends?&lt;br /&gt;I HATE myself more than the people who hate me...&lt;br /&gt;Why must I always hurt or scare away my friends....&lt;br /&gt;And make them angry or irritated....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;Nth I do seems right...&lt;br /&gt;I am very scared now....&lt;br /&gt;Weak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now I dun even know wad is friends?&lt;br /&gt;My world..&lt;br /&gt;Is so dark...&lt;br /&gt;I can't find anyone that I am so sure that I won't hurt them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain that caused by others who hurt you can't be compared to the pain that you inflict on others...&lt;br /&gt;I hurt her so much...&lt;br /&gt;I scared her so much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I am helping..&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, I am just making her feeling worst...&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a jerk...&lt;br /&gt;A jerk who never meant to be born...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lack of confidence in myself has let me lose my friends I guess....&lt;br /&gt;I thought my feeling is numb when it comes to losing friends and stuff as it seems to be a daily thing happening to me....&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is so fresh and it  just cuts through my heart...&lt;br /&gt;It hurts....a lot more than I can think of each time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I find myself very silly and very stupid..&lt;br /&gt;Just a mere Hi from a Friend that have not talk to me about a year, I actually be so happy that I can't sleep for that whole night trying to remember this moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very silly and stupid isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, I am going to a new institution...&lt;br /&gt;A whole new life will be starting I guess.....&lt;br /&gt;Should I start make new acquaintances or just be an introvert so that history would not repeat itself again?&lt;br /&gt;Very confusing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now each time I see a person who used to be my friend and I can't bring myself to talk to them again..&lt;br /&gt;Its terrible and miserable...&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of want to but cant.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my work place. I dunno why I feel so free....&lt;br /&gt;Its like my emotional burden is gone....&lt;br /&gt;I can just be like a brand new person....&lt;br /&gt;As they do not know me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be careful at the same time either..&lt;br /&gt;Not to make my colleagues hate me this time but like me....&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to find me irritating but sociable...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder will I ever succeed wif all these things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend 3 days 2 night at Denson house with OZH...&lt;br /&gt;Well I have a great time as we chatted alot of things..&lt;br /&gt;Its a long time sine people are willing to share things with me....&lt;br /&gt;So I am still glad that I am allowed to overnight at his house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was clearly the best day of the holiday in my life.....&lt;br /&gt;I have never feel so cheerful for a long time....&lt;br /&gt;Yusof and Rhoma clearly make my day ....&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina and Zara too...&lt;br /&gt;Their warm smile is the smile that I have miss out for a long time from my friends faces....&lt;br /&gt;I truly wish that day never end....(happen at work place, They are my colleauges)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is CO camp....&lt;br /&gt;I overnight for one day even though the programmes say it is a 3D 2N camp...&lt;br /&gt;Guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;I today have a conversation wif Angelica , Sok Ling and Tyy Pey.....&lt;br /&gt;And see the smiles from their faces once again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It remind me the moments we had together in the past...&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel so warm once again...&lt;br /&gt;I hope that that conversation never ends too..&lt;br /&gt;But time is alwways not by my side but at least this time god is nice to me by giving me a chance to talk to them again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with all these little happiness, I am still worried and sad...&lt;br /&gt;Few weeks ago, I and her start to send message to each other again...&lt;br /&gt;The feelings of calmness and joy is there too....&lt;br /&gt;Even though she sometimes will reply my messages late for a few days ,at least she still reply...&lt;br /&gt;Now its a week since we last contact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what have I done this time wrong.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm readers, do you all know of any place that I can do voluntary work...&lt;br /&gt;If there is, please intoduce to me...&lt;br /&gt;I want to contribute something to those less fortunates if possible...&lt;br /&gt;Unable to get a smile from myself, I just have to bring smile to others and try to make the world a better place to live in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am happy and sad...&lt;br /&gt;A misture of confusion and agony...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when will I really stand strong like what Angel have said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking aback at those toddlers that I know...&lt;br /&gt;Now they have grown...&lt;br /&gt;When babies are being born out of the world, they are so innocent and so pure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they grow, they change....&lt;br /&gt;Some still remain the same, innocent and pure, while some because of the surroundings they are living in causes them to actually be the bad boy or girl everyone thinks...&lt;br /&gt;Why is life that cruel and can't make everyone live in the same surroundings ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so vexed now...&lt;br /&gt;Cant sleep yet can't find anything to empty all my feelings and thoughts out....&lt;br /&gt;Even have blog and twitter, some feelings still cant get it out through typing...&lt;br /&gt;Today Angela tell me that in poly, the students will often be classified as sociable and unsociable...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder which category I will fall in.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side track from my feelings for awhile...&lt;br /&gt;I am getting fatter !!!!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! Everyday want to wake up go gym but I am too lazy and tired to do so...&lt;br /&gt;Hais.. when can I shed off this piece of ugly wobbly fats in  me???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder, am I the one who have super memory or wad...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is shock of the things that I know...&lt;br /&gt;They said until like how can I know so much when I am M.I.A from the cyber world and&lt;br /&gt;rarely go out with anyone....&lt;br /&gt;THye are shock at a boy who during recess sits at a corner listen songs can know things that they dunno and even more than them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atually, the stuff that I know is what they tell me and I remember them...&lt;br /&gt;Thats all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today...&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone so much...Especially Dumb Dumb, Silly One and Mei.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-621161539860507661?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/621161539860507661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=621161539860507661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/621161539860507661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/621161539860507661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-back.html' title='I am Back......'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-53779638750448992</id><published>2010-12-08T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T23:33:53.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe Or Not Up To You...</title><content type='html'>WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage : Sprite&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call: My Mum&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message: Adrian&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to: 寂寞寂寞就&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried: Yesterday&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;6. Dated someone twice: Ya.....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;7. Been cheated on: No....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp; regretted it: Nope......&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;9. Lost someone special:Too Much that I can't remember the figures....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;10. Been depressed: Always...Everyday&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;11. Been drunk and threw up: Ya...A few times...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;12. Blue&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;13. White&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;14. Black&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2010)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 15. Made a new friend: Make a new friend and lose it the minute...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 16. Fallen out of love: Uhuh....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 17. Laughed until you cried: Alot of times....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 18. Met someone who changed you: Yes....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 19. Found out who your true friends were: NO... I am still seeking  for one...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 20. Found out someone was talking about you: Yes....Alot of times....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list: Nope....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life:I dun get it....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 23. How many kids do you want?: 2? Hope it is a twin and is a boy and girl....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 24. Do you have any pets: Turtle&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 25. Do you want to change your name: NO....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 26. What did you do for your last birthday: Eating PIZZA :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 27. What time did you wake up today: 11 am&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 28. What were you doing at midnight: Watching Drama series...Relationship type...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 29. Name something you CANNOT wait for: A Friend? Or a Partner?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 30. Last time you saw your Mother: 10 hours ago....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: Hope I can make people happy instead of angry....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 32. What are you listening to right now: Two guys talking about my life....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Ya....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 34. What's getting on your nerves right now: My Life...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 35. Most visited webpage: I have not touch computer for months???????&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 36. Whats your real name: Kenny Yee Tan&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 37. Nicknames: Alot...Most of them given by friends....And they are mostly negatives....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 38. Relationship Status:Single&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 39. Zodiac sign: Pisces&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 40. Male or female?: Male&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 41. Primary school: Siling Pri&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 42. Secondary school: Woodgrove Secondary&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 43. High school/college/university?: No....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 44. Hair color: browndish-black? Black....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 45. long or short:Short&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 46. Height: 180..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 47. Do you have a crush on someone?: Yes I do...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 48: What do you like about yourself?: Nth....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 49. Piercings: 0&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 51.Righty or Lefty: Lefty&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 52. First surgery: Nope&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 53. First piercing: Nope&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 54. First best friend: Nope&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 55. First sport you joined: Basketball...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 56. First vacation: Kuala Lumpur&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 58. First pair of trainers: Nike...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 59. Eating: Pizza&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 60. Drinking: Water&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 61. I'm about to: Post this on my blog?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 62. Listening to: Denson typing....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 63. Waiting on: Dun get wad you mean....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 64. What kids?: Adorable Kids..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 65. Get Married?: I shall reach top that if I have a Girlfriend....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 66. Career?: Student&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 67. Lips or eyes: Hmmmm.....Lips?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 68. Hugs or kisses: Both...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 69. Shorter or taller: Taller....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 70. Older or younger? Younger...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 71. Romantic or spontaneous? Romantic&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 72. Nice stomach or nice arms: Both...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 73. Sensitive or loud: None..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 74. Hook-up or relationship: Relationship&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 75. Trouble maker or hesitant: None....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 76. Kissed a stranger: Eh... Nope&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 77. Drank hard liquor:  Nope&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 78. Lost glasses/contacts: Yeah....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 79. Sex on first date: Definitely ....No&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 80. Broken someone's heart: Alot...alot...alot...:(&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 82.Been arrested: Almost.... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 83. Turned someone down: Nope...I don qualify for that...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 84. Cried when someone died: Ya...Grandma&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 85. Fallen for a friend? : Yes....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 86. Yourself:  Not at all...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 87. Miracles: Yes...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 88. Love at first sight: It happens...But not on me... Ppl see me...They run :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 89. Heaven: Ya...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 90. Santa Claus: Great way to make the children happy...BUt it is a myth...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 91. Kiss on the first date: Nope....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 92. Angels: Yes...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time:  Nope..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 95. Did you sing today?: Errr...Yes..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 96. Ever cheated on somebody?: Ya...I am nvr a good guy....Sad to say...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go?: When I primary one.....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it?: 3nd Febuary 2009....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 99. Are you afraid of falling in love?: ABit...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;100. Posting this as 100 truths?: Uhuh..Ya....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-53779638750448992?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/53779638750448992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=53779638750448992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/53779638750448992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/53779638750448992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/12/believe-or-not-up-to-you.html' title='Believe Or Not Up To You...'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-9196736058367594929</id><published>2010-07-10T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T00:33:31.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love to me is a fantasy now....I can&apos;t bear the pain anymore...'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Why it is easy to fall in love and yet so hard to love back?&lt;br /&gt;Why should I feel so sad when you don't feel a thing for me?&lt;br /&gt;Why there is always a 'you' in 'me' but never a 'me' in you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my eyes could speak what my heart feels for you&lt;br /&gt;Coz my lips can lie on what is true,&lt;br /&gt;But my eyes couldn't..&lt;br /&gt;Coz, even when if I close them, I could still see you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really hard to let go of someone you love..&lt;br /&gt;But there are times that you have to let go..&lt;br /&gt;Not because you want it that way..&lt;br /&gt;It's because its more painful to hang on and wait for nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst feeling is not being lonely.&lt;br /&gt;It's being forgotten by someone you could not forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my heart I'm suffering, knowing I've lost you..&lt;br /&gt;On the outside, I am living, pretending that I've forgotten you.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-9196736058367594929?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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back into me, this pain is full blast now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have o lvl mother tongue paper....&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up at the end and do not now did I really answer to the question asked..&lt;br /&gt;I can only clear this doubts of mine when I see my mother tongue teacher next week for lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is many things that I really do not understand...&lt;br /&gt;The last week of June holiday, I went back to school for counselling as I really can bear all this emotions and question inside me ever again...&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Goh said that now I have to focus on my studies...&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I can do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said for friends around me to notice me for me will have to wait...&lt;br /&gt;What I fear is my secondary school life is ending soon...&lt;br /&gt;What if they still don't when I leave this school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have feelings..&lt;br /&gt;And these feelings have caused Bass to be in a terrible state...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in Bass do not like her attitude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever feel like you have trapped between both sides as both sides come to you and tell them their problems and you do not know to help which side?&lt;br /&gt;If I help A and speak up for her, I can't really guarantee that B will listen...&lt;br /&gt;If I help B to speak up, I feel like I have never give a chance for A to speak up for herself and make it like everything is her fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both parties have faults..&lt;br /&gt;But I certainly do not have the courage to pin point them out...&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I am the one who is going to be said bias no matter which side I am trying to help as there is certainly displeasure in them to make them said that..&lt;br /&gt;I really want to solve this conflict and see you all bond as one again..&lt;br /&gt;But I do not know how as I feel as frustrated and sad like you all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about displeasure, I too have some but I do not whether am I right or wrong to feel displeased..&lt;br /&gt;Readers can you judged from me for that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know if this counted as an argument but still it upsets me..&lt;br /&gt;It all started by a movie...&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what grudges he have towards the Twilight Saga Movie : Eclipse...&lt;br /&gt;If I piss him off by keep on saying I want to go watch, he can just asked me to stop saying it as it piss him off...&lt;br /&gt;But no...&lt;br /&gt;When someone loved something alot and another person talks bad about it, isn't it natural for the someone to feel displease with the statement that the another person talks about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said Eclipse is Gay...&lt;br /&gt;I really want to ask Whats the problem with you...&lt;br /&gt;He found people to back up his statement but there am I left alone to back up my own statement ...&lt;br /&gt;I do not want a huge argument to be created so I left the scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to tell him is this..&lt;br /&gt;If you do not like to watch that "GAY" movie, I am totally fine with it..&lt;br /&gt;But do you have to make a remarks..&lt;br /&gt;Can't a guy view that?&lt;br /&gt;What is he trying to tell me when he make the statement..&lt;br /&gt;To tell me that every guy who watch it are gays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves or likes D.O.T.A...&lt;br /&gt;I never said anything about it and make any remarks about it too...&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, if I make any remarks about D.O.T.A, I guess you will really feel very displeased too isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you just understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel it is harder for me to go out with them again...&lt;br /&gt;One feel that I am super sensitive and one just keep on laughing about me which I do not know why...&lt;br /&gt;I don really want to elaborate more and explain more on this part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know really confused with people thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly do not know why my junior ignore me or act ignorance in front of me..&lt;br /&gt;I really wish that I am thinking too much...&lt;br /&gt;But what she said to me I still remember and it left me feel hurt and confused...&lt;br /&gt;I want to confront her about it but think about it again I do not have the courage to..&lt;br /&gt;I scared this is an misunderstanding or if I really did that I might lose a friend all together and piss her off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not understand a friend whom I THINK I used to be close to anymore...&lt;br /&gt;She said everyone do not want to be her friend and ditch her aside..&lt;br /&gt;I said no I will be there for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know if I am plain dumb or I am just really an imbecile...&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't want my care and concern..&lt;br /&gt;She do not want me to be her friend but others....&lt;br /&gt;I only noticed that recently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends to me is similar to love..&lt;br /&gt;You cant force someone to be your friend..&lt;br /&gt;Neither can you force someone to love you..&lt;br /&gt;Let them go ; do not hold onto them....&lt;br /&gt;If they want to come back to you as lover or friend..&lt;br /&gt;They will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I let go everyone of them...&lt;br /&gt;In the past, I cant let it go....&lt;br /&gt;But know I know I have to, or the conflict will be greater...&lt;br /&gt;But I let go of them with the understand that despite I letting go as friends or the person I love..&lt;br /&gt;They would not come back to me as anyone of the category again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are back, most probably will  back as enemy and not friends and lover anymore...&lt;br /&gt;It have always been this case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized when I fall, I will have a loud thump...&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because I have no back up...&lt;br /&gt;No one is there to help me up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;108 days to O lvl...&lt;br /&gt;Other than teacher that I turn to for help, I can't find anyone who is willing to work hard with me for a few months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the same old saying...&lt;br /&gt;At home you depend your family for assistance and help..&lt;br /&gt;When you are outside, you depend on friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, a person who do not know if he has any friends...&lt;br /&gt;Who do I depend on for help when I needed one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school, I depend on Afifah accompany as I can talk to her freely..&lt;br /&gt;But she will not always be there for me..&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure of that as she has her own circle of friends and a boyfriend..&lt;br /&gt;But in sch , she is the one I can talked to with no worries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is hard...&lt;br /&gt;Will I survive through it alone?&lt;br /&gt;Will I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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have never did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feels good to have someone to talk too...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday at home, I face the walls and talk to myself...&lt;br /&gt;Farah and I walk the whole causeway.....&lt;br /&gt;It had been a long time since someone spent a few hours with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that does not last long...&lt;br /&gt;Saw Tyy Pey, Rachel and Angelica...&lt;br /&gt;Well as usual I am the invisible one (lucky I am used to that feeling)...&lt;br /&gt;But the next action that is being done by Angelica make me totally mood less and hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She drag Farah away and told her lots of stuff..&lt;br /&gt;Abt why she hang out with me? It is dangerous to do so...&lt;br /&gt;I was totally angry and sad...&lt;br /&gt;If she do not want to go out with me, she do not need to ask others not to go out with me right...&lt;br /&gt;Worse thing is she ask Farah to join her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais..&lt;br /&gt;I ask Farah out for sushi...&lt;br /&gt;I thought it will be a success..&lt;br /&gt;But then also after words said by Angelica..&lt;br /&gt;Twist and turn, unsuccessful again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop here as my mind is blank now....&lt;br /&gt;I no I sound like blaming Angelica...&lt;br /&gt;But don't you feel angry is someone said something like that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-8935698864517089919?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8935698864517089919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=8935698864517089919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/8935698864517089919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/8935698864517089919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-matter-how-long-my-hand-is-i-cant.html' title='No matter how long my hand is, I can&apos;t reach out for the things I want as it will never be mine...'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-6289097416041343573</id><published>2010-06-01T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T23:14:10.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='u trust me and I trust u but there is a saying too. Is there any fairness in this world?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It is only fair and square to do so'/><title type='text'>Get Lost !!!</title><content type='html'>The last word that we have after seeing our friends is bye...&lt;br /&gt;We might meet again after the word or we might not as we do not know what will happen after we last meet them on that day itself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, chat with Hui Mei....&lt;br /&gt;She currently selling a Sony camera as she wants to buy a Canon camera...&lt;br /&gt;I tag at her pic of her camera saying that i barely see her used that..&lt;br /&gt;She replied you barely hang out with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally dumbstruck with the comment she left...&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what to reply but just have to accept what she say...&lt;br /&gt;I leave her with my last messenger on the MSN saying that I want to but I can't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hang out alot..&lt;br /&gt;In fact I am desperate to hang out with friends...&lt;br /&gt;But usually I am not invited for any hang outs from the people that I know..&lt;br /&gt;And definitely my invitation is not accepted when I invite anyone of them out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how the hell can I understand or maybe know what you people have done or what...&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to say that I have never been invited before..&lt;br /&gt;But it had never gone well as in the end the hang out is being cancelled....&lt;br /&gt;I just stare into face forcing myself to accept the fact that the outing is cancelled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days, I do not know whats the cause of being uncomfortable with my classmates and peers...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have get used to not seeing them after 2 weeks and had get used in being alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear in losing of friends....&lt;br /&gt;Each time I want to make one, I will hesitate..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Chao Ya is right...&lt;br /&gt;I am a coward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear...&lt;br /&gt;That they might not like me and in the end I piss them off ..&lt;br /&gt;Instead of making them happy, they are irritated...&lt;br /&gt;Instead of helping them, I create more trouble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I start to think too much, it is a sign that I am going to lose a friend soon...&lt;br /&gt;Because slowly but surely, I will not communicate with them and feel awkward and shy when I meet them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not understand...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I want to clear my doubt so I can communicate with them easily again..&lt;br /&gt;But I scared when I cleared it with questions, they will feel that I am crazy and ignore me eventually...&lt;br /&gt;The point I am thinking too much is also because I do not hear any response when I talk to them or sms them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isit common to think that?&lt;br /&gt;I mean when they do not reply after countless of msg will make u think why right?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went back to CO....&lt;br /&gt;My presence is not really being acknowledge there..&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most is some just walk past like I am invisible..&lt;br /&gt;Now I can roughly understand why some of the alumni never come to CO agn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the time I am in there playing the instrument that I interested in...&lt;br /&gt;But seeing the picture hurts me...&lt;br /&gt;As this is also the place that my emotional side starts to surface...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aimless...&lt;br /&gt;How I wished I can meet someone hold on to their hand and let them lead me the way to their hearts...&lt;br /&gt;I find myself hard to help others anymore..&lt;br /&gt;As now, I need help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to be a listening ear...&lt;br /&gt;But it is not easy for you to find someone where you can pour your heart and soul into it...&lt;br /&gt;Trust is the key...&lt;br /&gt;But no one trust me neither I can find someone that I can trust.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding someone who trust me is hard..&lt;br /&gt;If they trust me, I eventually will trust them to listen to my problems too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-6289097416041343573?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/6289097416041343573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=6289097416041343573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/6289097416041343573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/6289097416041343573'/><link 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like to use their name..&lt;br /&gt;I will be lying if I say I am not affected by it...&lt;br /&gt;But so what if I am affected...&lt;br /&gt;It is common to see this stuff in my world...&lt;br /&gt;I just have to accept it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every life is a story..&lt;br /&gt;Every story there is a something that we can learnt from...&lt;br /&gt;And the thing that we can learnt from is actually the ending of the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of our actions will bring about something that we might expect or something that is not being expected at all...&lt;br /&gt;This week is no different from last week...&lt;br /&gt;Just another desperate guy finding accompaniment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really an irony for me that despite the 111 contacts in my phone...&lt;br /&gt;I can't find a person out and accompany me...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday just wander around aimlessly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a parents meeting session with Mdm Sung..&lt;br /&gt;Did change my way of looking at things but not all...&lt;br /&gt;I thought after the talk, the relationship my mum and I had will improved abit or by a great scale...&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, the re isn't and we are still the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really confused and lonely...&lt;br /&gt;Farah said my blog is always so dead and boring...&lt;br /&gt;But this is the place that I can type how I truly feel..&lt;br /&gt;Unless I have found someone who will be there with me and listen to me...&lt;br /&gt;Then I would not need this blog anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want happiness and I tried to stay happy..&lt;br /&gt;I do...&lt;br /&gt;But I can't make my happiness last long...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I shout at my 3 year old sister...&lt;br /&gt;But what she say hurts me despite the age she had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her words and the words that my friends said before leaving me is exactly the same...&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time to manage my matters much alone taking out some time to manage my time...&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Sung asked me to untie the knot in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is important..&lt;br /&gt;Friends come second.....&lt;br /&gt;When you are outside, you do not have your family around you...&lt;br /&gt;Thats where you need friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me...&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to mention it much...&lt;br /&gt;Next Monday, my first O LvL paper..&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can get the results I want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my papers in the morning and afternoon, I will be meeting Mrs Goh for my counselling session...&lt;br /&gt;To me I only have acquaintances...&lt;br /&gt;I never have made any friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am sad, and there is someone who is happy about it out there...&lt;br /&gt;I don mind being sad as I have my blog to confide in...&lt;br /&gt;But if my blog is being taken away from me (as if it can be taken), then I really will burst into madness someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to the most sensitive part....&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Sung said she heard that I hang out with Sec 1 alot...&lt;br /&gt;I forget what she said after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the point of time she mentioning that..&lt;br /&gt;I feel like telling her something...&lt;br /&gt;This is what I want to tell her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have a choice do you think I want to hang out with them?&lt;br /&gt;I am desperate thats why I hang out with them..&lt;br /&gt;I hardly can find someone in Sec 4 whom I am quite comfortable and and click off with..&lt;br /&gt;And there is not a single Sec 4 who likes my presence I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually miss Mt intensive...&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not...&lt;br /&gt;I everyday attend lesson and do not have much time to think abt other stuff..&lt;br /&gt;When I return back to my class on Thursday, the feelings are back again..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing their faces and the memories will be back to haunt me again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Mt intensive, I really enjoyed myself...&lt;br /&gt;Because I make my class laugh and they make me happy too...&lt;br /&gt;I will miss the jokes and all from the Sec 5....&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today I think...&lt;br /&gt;Feeling ABIT better but there is still something that bothers me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-4501172577752435786?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4501172577752435786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=4501172577752435786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4501172577752435786'/><link rel='self' 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everything I have done has never been right..&lt;br /&gt;Putting a smile onto my face...&lt;br /&gt;Where actually deep inside myself, I know it is a waste...&lt;br /&gt;Memories that seems to be so memorable in my world...&lt;br /&gt;Have turn out to be nothing but a fantasy...&lt;br /&gt;Knowing all of you is the happiest thing I have ever known...&lt;br /&gt;But seeing you all leaving is also the saddest thing I have even seen..&lt;br /&gt;The songs and melody that flows through my ears..&lt;br /&gt;Have never makes me forget the time I have with my friends and peers...&lt;br /&gt;Holding back a hope before trying to move on...&lt;br /&gt;But time by time it become false hope I know it time to let go and cannot bring it  along...&lt;br /&gt;Trying to let go and feel the fresh air once more...&lt;br /&gt;But I cant as the pain in me has never been gone...&lt;br /&gt;I am like a bird that is being trapped and long to be free...&lt;br /&gt;But I am being trapped in my emotional world...&lt;br /&gt;Will someone be there and support me and lend me a hand and free me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-2863315150659795119?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2863315150659795119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=2863315150659795119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/2863315150659795119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/2863315150659795119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-is-life-when-there-is-only-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-4321506089748363271</id><published>2010-05-23T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T14:37:18.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi I am Kenny.. Want to be my friend?</title><content type='html'>The space that is above this sentence...&lt;br /&gt;Is currently the feeling I am having....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-4321506089748363271?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4321506089748363271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=4321506089748363271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4321506089748363271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4321506089748363271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/05/hi-i-am-kenny-want-to-be-my-friend.html' title='Hi I am Kenny.. Want to be my friend?'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-6174255681302194079</id><published>2010-05-21T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T00:00:45.012+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I once dream about the world I live in is happy..How I wished I can just don wake up from that moment onwards...'/><title type='text'>I can't stay happy for one day...I can't..</title><content type='html'>If only i have a good memory...&lt;br /&gt;The stuff I want to say it out will be right here and be a long one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words from my mouth now is just two plain words...&lt;br /&gt;I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno...&lt;br /&gt;Why is this happening to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to know something from Sien Hui....&lt;br /&gt;People still talk behind my back...&lt;br /&gt;I even heard from him so ridiculous stuff...&lt;br /&gt;But what I can do? Nothing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People do not listen to me...&lt;br /&gt;I am so call a servant...&lt;br /&gt;They need me, they treat me nicely..&lt;br /&gt;When they don, all the criticism and insults will arise again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really fear of losing friends...&lt;br /&gt;Each of them leave and the cut inside me will never heal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is a gathering, and some people dislike me..&lt;br /&gt;I will be ask not to go for the outing...&lt;br /&gt;When someone do not wish to talk to someone..&lt;br /&gt;It would be me again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I tried hard thinking what I have done...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can change?&lt;br /&gt;But I can't think of any...&lt;br /&gt;The one I can think of is only Angelica's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things always happen for a reason....&lt;br /&gt;But I just cant search for the reason anywhere in my head...&lt;br /&gt;Kah Yee told me maybe it is time to think what you have done?&lt;br /&gt;I think about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I have done..What are they?&lt;br /&gt;I am escaping from something...&lt;br /&gt;I know it but I dunno what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel hanging out with a Malay group, I feel a lot happier than in a Chinese group....&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why but I just do....&lt;br /&gt;But hanging out in a group, I will always feel left out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not share a common thing with anyone...&lt;br /&gt;Even if I do, the person wouldn't discuss about it with me...&lt;br /&gt;I can't find someone to talk to....&lt;br /&gt;My chances of talking with someone about something I really like is like the chances that Singapore is getting to have snow in the city...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Sung have a talk with us on Thursday...&lt;br /&gt;She mention what motivates you in doing something....&lt;br /&gt;The answer in my head is support from a single person...&lt;br /&gt;But I can't find a single person who will support me all the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Sung wants to know more about us...&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later she will find out about my blog as I think that one of the way she wants to understand the life we are having...&lt;br /&gt;my blog is just very dead...No one will read or visit it knowing the fact that nothing good comes from me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Cheng have a 1 hour talk with me...&lt;br /&gt;He said he worry me the most out of all guys in my class...&lt;br /&gt;Is that true?&lt;br /&gt;He said me finding girls and stuff and said making friends with Sec 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that topic very disturbing but I cannot say anything as he only take who I am by appearance..&lt;br /&gt;I have been wearing a mask...&lt;br /&gt;How will he know  the real me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is people around me said that they care for me...&lt;br /&gt;I fear that..&lt;br /&gt;Because each time I afraid I might take the care for granted and in the end they leave me...&lt;br /&gt;I find myself hard to explain this part more so I leave it as it is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flirt...&lt;br /&gt;Flirter..&lt;br /&gt;People said that to me....&lt;br /&gt;All I do is flirt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are really weird...&lt;br /&gt;I once ask a few girls A am I flirting then..The ans is no...&lt;br /&gt;I did the same thing to a a few girls B den behind my back this girls A say I flirt with girls B...&lt;br /&gt;I am confused...Does everyone take by appearance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant they just try to understand what is going on?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I know all I do is giving excuses....&lt;br /&gt;But what can I really do...&lt;br /&gt;I know out of words to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is no matter how hard I try to gain trust or friends or a companion or a support...&lt;br /&gt;I will never succeed.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-8620351745207742721</id><published>2010-05-14T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T00:07:46.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I ever be needed by someone at any time of the day?</title><content type='html'>Things happen at anytime and anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;It can be now later or tomorrow.....&lt;br /&gt;This week I have really have too much pain inside myself and I can't let it go..&lt;br /&gt;Tears just keep falling and this time there is no rain to cover it up for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I hope all of these is a dream...&lt;br /&gt;It is just a dreadful nightmare and when I wake up, it will be all gone..&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I wished upon the stars that I will be happy but not miserable...&lt;br /&gt;Family and friends will I ever feel their concern for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I maybe a guy..&lt;br /&gt;But I still want to be a cared for and have someone to show their concern..&lt;br /&gt;When I am down, I hope I can have a friend beside me...&lt;br /&gt;Some of them said that they care but I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am too obsessed in myself to feel it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a powerful weapon...&lt;br /&gt;It can cause great hurt in a person as well as makes the person feel good..&lt;br /&gt;Why love can hurt a person?&lt;br /&gt;It is because of rejection...You love the person but the person have no feeling for u...&lt;br /&gt;So in the end , it is the love you have for someone hurt you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart have broken into pieces how many times this week....&lt;br /&gt;I am still being looked down upon by my peers and friends...&lt;br /&gt;And I thought she is back as my friend and we can chat again but it seems not as there is no more reply from her after a day of conversation through phone with her..&lt;br /&gt;I have offended Angelica, i think..&lt;br /&gt;It is weird. I want to hurt her or make her frustrated at me.&lt;br /&gt;Yet this time when she is, I don feel happy like I used to in the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is going on with me?&lt;br /&gt;My feelings and thoughts have all been confused and jumbled up...&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? Why am I here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tan said teachers in my school read my blog!?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if I should believe that or not...&lt;br /&gt;If they did, then I am worried of how they think of me when they see me in school..&lt;br /&gt;This MYE I did badly, will the teachers look down on me like what my classmates have done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is indeed unfair...&lt;br /&gt;I can't hate neither I can love...&lt;br /&gt;I cant choose..&lt;br /&gt;I feel left out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now writing 3 letters for 3 different persons...&lt;br /&gt;Hais...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-8620351745207742721?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8620351745207742721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=8620351745207742721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/8620351745207742721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/8620351745207742721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/05/will-i-ever-be-needed-by-someone-at-any.html' title='Will I ever be needed by someone at any time of the day?'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-7317290889448548555</id><published>2010-05-11T14:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:24:46.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life for me isit being played by others or me who can&apos;t handle it well that why others are controlling it?'/><title type='text'>Who am I? A toy....</title><content type='html'>A toy to be played with...&lt;br /&gt;A toy to be pushed around...&lt;br /&gt;A toy to be kicked when not in used..&lt;br /&gt;A toy to be be laughed at when it had been drawn all over and look like a clown...&lt;br /&gt;A toy that doesn't have its own mind.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-7317290889448548555?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7317290889448548555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=7317290889448548555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7317290889448548555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7317290889448548555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-am-i-toy.html' title='Who am I? A toy....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-7104607265788100139</id><published>2010-04-24T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T14:50:43.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life can be really simple for a person if the person have simple thoughts...&lt;div&gt;But me, my life have been very complicated ever since the start...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very confused and sad for now. I have neglected many things in my life and I have never have a chance to apologise to them. My thought is certainly driving me crazy soon. There are so many things to be think of. Currently I am very confused and frustrated at myself. I am totally clueless in what to do next. Why my head keep on thinking of "that"? It certainly is not helping me in the situation I am now. My feelings and my studies. Both of them is like a obstacle that I find it hard to get rid of. I decided to let go of my feelings but it is definitely very hard for me to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can anyone teach me how? I need to refocus. I can't be distracted that easily anymore. I hate feelings now. Why can't all this relationship matters leave it until I have completed my O lvls? What am I supposed to do now? Any idea from anyone? Now it is really not a time for me to be involved in a romance yet deep inside I crave for it. Gosh. Seriously, if I can't control myself anymore, I might just end my life. Just joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certainly all I need now is a distraction that able to let me refocus and forget everything else. As well as motivation. So readers out there? Does anyone of you have any suggestion for me? I am certainly in need for a great help here? Please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-7104607265788100139?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7104607265788100139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=7104607265788100139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7104607265788100139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7104607265788100139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-can-be-really-simple-for-person-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-7564868941214845138</id><published>2010-04-23T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T23:46:15.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I will be waiting....'/><title type='text'>I am weak.</title><content type='html'>Friends may seems to be with you all the time,but it is not..When you are in agony and pain..&lt;div&gt;and need someone to be there for you but you can't..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At times when I want someone to be there. I can't. My actions. My words. Seems to be a trash in many people eyes. Who Am I? I often asked myself. Why I can't be accepted? Why am I not the type of guy you all seeking? Who am I belong to then? Each time, when I reach home, I am alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't find someone to talk to neither a good friend to chat with. In school, I can't find a place that I can fit in. All I do is make noises and get unwanted attention but at least it makes them noticed that I am there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not know what to do and do not want to be alone yet here I am wallowing into self pitifulness. I can;t be cool neither I can be sweet and nice. Everyone seems to be dislike every part of me. My family does not like me, my friends do not see me. I felt like a clown doing silly and stupid stuff as to gain attention and indirectly entertaining them but often this acts are being mimic and make a joke out of me where in the end I am hurt greatly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day. where I went to my friend house, I thought I can help in making the cookies but in actual fact I can't. They seems to be disgusted and asked me not to do it again. I felt helpless and useless at that point of time or all the time. Teacher says we are born being special. Each of us having our good and bad points. I can't see my good points but only the weak points where many people is displeased with. I am weak. I do not have the courage to carry out any desire things that I have in mind. I want to hate a person but I can't really carry it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time I sms or tell someone that, the immediate reply will be "Hate lor, I also do not care." But when it is their turn to say it on me, I am like a dog begging for a chance to be friends with them again. The feeling is painful and hurtful. Every time I see a lost friend, a friend that doesn't want to come into contact with me again. Are promises really meant to be broken? I remembered a lost friends last sentence to me is " YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY PATHETIC GUY !" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am shocked and accepted that. All of us have our up and downs but when we are down, we will always think we are the worst of the worst isn't it? There so much to be seen and there is so much to be said. But when I am totally depressed, there will only tear and nothing left to be said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relationship ain't that easy as it seems. Love have been said so easily by teenagers nowadays but do they really understand the meaning of it? There is so much to be considered for a teenager at our age. What is important to us now and stuff?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the hardest thing to learn is things that needed to be let go. I can't let go of my feelings as easily I give up in trying to learn something new. This feelings of me haunt me. As much as I want to be a friend to someone, this feelings of mine prevent it. My situation now like the song sang by Rascal Flatts tittled What Hurts The Most. I am now too deep into the emotions that I have trouble in getting myself out of it. This year is a crucial year for me. Yet I let myself to be in this stupid situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When can I really be focused onto something and be a brand new person. As far as I know, people despised me. Look down on me. I have done anything that can make me proud. How I wish I have a concussion and forget everyone and everything and start a new but it is definitely impossible. Happy is the key to my life. If I am happy, I will feel the urge to do everything well and try my best in everything. But I can't be happy. Trying hard to be happy but each time I faced an obstacle and broke down like a newborn baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am shy. People do not take notice of that. They thought I am those very "open" type. But certainly I am not. I need some motivation. I really do. I going to end this post with a story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a girl named &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt; lived in a small town in the north of Rome. Growing up, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt; never knew her father. And when she was 3, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; mother was diagnosed with leukemia. Two years later, when &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt; was 5, she went to visit her mother in the hospital. As she took her last breath,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt; Alicia&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; mother told&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt; Alicia&lt;/span&gt;,"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt;, my dear daughter. Remember this always. Happiness is the key to life and she passed away. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt; never forget her mother's last words. A few days later, at school, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; teacher told the class that they had to write a short paragraph on the topic of "What I Want To Be When I Grow Up". The class had to present their paragraph to the class. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt; was the last to go. When she walked up to the front of the class and help up her paper, a single word was scrawled across it. Happy. Annoyed, the teacher then told &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt;, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt;, I don't think you understand  the assignment." &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt; replied,"Teacher, I don't think you UNDERSTAND LIFE."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you all get what I am trying to mean from the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-7564868941214845138?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7564868941214845138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-6391285218487055364</id><published>2010-04-14T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T17:51:57.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just  A Day That I Can't  Imagined.....</title><content type='html'>Sometimes its there when you do not want it...&lt;br /&gt;When you want to have it, it leaves you right before your eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever have the chance to be able to hold you again....&lt;br /&gt;Being regretful, is really not a choice....&lt;br /&gt;But other than using low down methods, there doesn't seems to be a way to no the real truth...&lt;br /&gt;But truth hurts that really depressing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself and my everything...&lt;br /&gt;There doesn't seems to be a day where I cant really sit down and don't care anything...&lt;br /&gt;I must have my nose poke into everything and it is irritating...&lt;br /&gt;Self control is all I need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something that can shut me down...&lt;br /&gt;Is there a way to make me shut off and be a robot...&lt;br /&gt;A smile that I have lost long ago would not be back anymore...&lt;br /&gt;I am being too emotional at all times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am totally frustrated now...&lt;br /&gt;Argggggg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-6391285218487055364?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/6391285218487055364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=6391285218487055364' title='0 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-572857413883535610</id><published>2010-04-11T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:46:04.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenny is a nobody but a hermit...'/><title type='text'>I am so afraid I let my emotions get over me...</title><content type='html'>Important things are lining up one by one that is going to crush my heart once again...&lt;div&gt;P.O.P, o LVL, M.Y.E, and Prelims....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least the graduation night I am going to have in my secondary school life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't find myself letting it go at all....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am teasing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Angelica&lt;/span&gt; that she will cry when we are about to step down form the CCA  that we have spend in the 4 years of our lives...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly after I leave her house, I got this feeling to cry when I am going to step down....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feelings of longing to be one of them and unwilling to part despite some unpleasant memories...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each step take is a reluctant step....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking things  and wonderful memories that I have blocked away whenever I am emotional..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly cause a rush of tears down my cheeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My secondary life might not have leave some  things that I want to keep with me forever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it certainly let me learn about life and humans...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I must control myself in getting over excited...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should not really think I will do a great job in helping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should just get a corner and wait when people ask me for help...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today the cookie making session in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Angelica&lt;/span&gt; house have prove everything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am nothing but a burden...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't myself useful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am weak in heart and I cant get enough embarrassment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last year of my sec life and I really do not wan to lose another friend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do not want to leave a life like this anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I miss the time where there is only me and someone that I want to be with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The silhouette that I cant grab my hand on it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si En said I am cool...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now how many of you agree with that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess none ya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is really very different form the others...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nvm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life is full of question...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope to get each of it answer before I leave this school....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O Lvl, you are challenging me every second...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will hope I can beat you really down this time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-572857413883535610?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/572857413883535610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am totally clueless in what to do but just stand there and tried to offer as much help as I can...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are just there crying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing it happen makes my heart screwed up and numb...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The very night I cried unable to hold the tears anymore as seeing something that should not have gone through by you alone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It needs courage for you to go thru that and it is aint easy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't we confront each other again about our feelings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You once said that thanks for letting you know it aint one sided love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't you just reassured me with it again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are getting worse..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it is impossible at a point of time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I do not know how to view this matter at a positive manner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every act and step I am taking  it is always a risk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As it is unplanned for and will always have dire consequences...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not know where I am standing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am always floating in the world of thoughts and always tried to be in other people shoe and live their life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Understand their happiness, pain and stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That makes this world goes round....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy: When will I ever know about how you feel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl: I cant as I will feel totally awkward and I scared I can't face you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy: I can handle it, just please stop keeping to yourself. I make me feel useless as I cant seem to          do anything about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl :No you cant. It aint simple as it seems. I am a jinx and nothing good can come out from                  me..Keep me away from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy: *Depressed*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-9161790062113471008?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/9161790062113471008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=9161790062113471008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/9161790062113471008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/9161790062113471008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/04/kenny-is-nothing-but-guy-with-too-much.html' title='Kenny is nothing but a guy with too much feelings...'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-4009217471701003209</id><published>2010-04-03T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T15:25:54.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world is going round and round....</title><content type='html'>Have I really learn to let go...&lt;div&gt;Have I matured...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I able to balance my feelings out....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These few days I got a lot of things in my mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to pen down and see through the list of thing I am going to do so at least I won feel bored...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being alone is one thing and got nothing to do is another thing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thats why when I alone I must at least have something on mind to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or not I crave for a company or a group to stick on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nvm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am thinking a list of things to be done until O lvl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently I am like neutral...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certainly &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Hui Mei&lt;/span&gt; is one of the thing I am looking forward too....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais nvm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotto to think now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-4009217471701003209?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4009217471701003209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=4009217471701003209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4009217471701003209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4009217471701003209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/04/world-is-going-round-and-round.html' title='The world is going round and round....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-4465144264932893732</id><published>2010-03-31T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T23:43:02.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want those moments back'/><title type='text'>A dream that I regret waking up just to go to school....</title><content type='html'>"Hi Kenny, how are you feeling" she said to me during recess..&lt;div&gt;I am shocked and couldn't get any words out from my mouth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I tried as this is the moment I am waiting for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the I manage and I say "Hi I am still feeling the same.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She understood what I mean as usual....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it likes there is so much thing we want to talk about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sit down at  a isolate corner and update each on what we have been missing from each other life for like 3 months ago....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talk like how we used to be in the past...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We understanding each other feelings and makes us  easier to share stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talk on and on where the time seems to be still just for me to make up for the time I have lost chatting with her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it end to0 abruptly by having my ex facing me and said "You think this will be happening? Wake up Boy!?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thats when I face to face with my grandpa and ask me wake up to go to school....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss those moments...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't he let me sleep a while longer to finish what I want to say her....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wished I can always be in the dream.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-4465144264932893732?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4465144264932893732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=4465144264932893732' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                   -&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Kenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am really very confused ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I do not understand myself at all....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I shy, I actually behave more aggressive....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was like thinking why should I behave that way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;There is so much thing I have yet to learn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Hais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;My hand is also one thing that I detest the most...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Everything that is in my hand will be spoiled..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;The gift that is given to me from Xin En has broken...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Hais, now I trying to repair it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I am afraid for the subsequent present that is going to give me will spoil also...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;But I guess there won be any more belated present as there just won be any..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I have been hurt by my false hope of hoping there will be a particular present given by  my  friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;But I do not think they will be giving me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I am still trying hard to let this matter go but I just cant...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Seeing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Denson &lt;/span&gt;wallet always trigger the feeling back ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In school, I am like trying to avoid alot of people....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I do not really no why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But there is something that I know for sure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whenever I see the people, I will feel terribly sad and ashamed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now I dunno why my mind is full of death...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even though I keep on thinking of it, I would not dare to carry it out.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I just like look forward to the day I am going to day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really wish to see from heaven or hell , will the people be happy.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If they do..I feel worth it den...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know it sound totally stupid...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But me everyday I hide in fear makes me feel like a total trash...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I dunno how to be a normal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I find myself very detestable too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I afraid I am going to be like my dad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My dad temper and attitude...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Is detest by my family members...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I do not wish to be like him at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There is one point I detest the most...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yet that is wad always people do it to me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I talk to someone and there would be a reply or an ans or just complete ignore me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just find it hard to accept and irritating...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't do anything about it though....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes I am pondering have I really respected my friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Is that why no one respect me and don take me seriously?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe its time to really think about it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am irritated by someone who looks down on themselves or a pessimistic sort of people..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yet here I am typing all such stupid emotional stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am really a weird guy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rereading Twilight..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It makes me wants to acquire &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Jasper&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Edward &lt;/span&gt;extraordinary senses....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It will be the ideal person...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But it just a dream I can only dream of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometime people feelings are rather easily to be predicted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Each time ppl pour their trouble to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess their feelings and it most spot on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But in the end, I get labeled as a weirdo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes I envy &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Shahrul Andean&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He seems to be able to control my class better than the chairman...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe he is greatly respected...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thats why he can get the attention of our class so easily...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I admire a person ever since I know her problems...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Amalina...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She will like go OMG , why me?! if she read my post which she probably won?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wonder when I can express my feeling as clear as she did at her journal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The phrases and some short post and stories...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Make me want to learn from her more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My words and action...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Will always cause some misunderstanding.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes I am wondering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Should a person go all the way to find a truth or just leave it be and pretend it have never happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;People say truth hurts....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But does all truth hurts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want attention but I aint getting any...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am still trying to learn what &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Xin En&lt;/span&gt; have told me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In order to prevent some misunderstanding between a guy and a gal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There must be a space when we are walking together....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Trying hard to sort out a schedule for my studies now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everyday is a trouble day for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Trying hard everyday from getting into trouble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And hope my actions will be recognized and be well liked by  friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Kenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-9047377796720375400?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451470706994061362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been reading this book for abt more than 5 times.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the only book I have currently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the way how&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt; Bella&lt;/span&gt; express herself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her thought, her feelings and stuff makes me want to no more....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Denson&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find it very hard to explain why I like to reread this book all over again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I give you all rubbish kind of reason...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading this books kind of give me some understanding....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of some stuff....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is times where I wonder why am I avoiding and can't face the fact...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not the only one "suffering"..There is others too..due to different reasons..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until now I still wonder do Twilight story exist.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not really in the vampire way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As in is there really a guy who can read people thoughts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only I can do that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won be able to worry everyday, thinking of what people think of me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Childishness is really making me piss off every minute...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean myself not other people....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still cant get over&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt; Angel&lt;/span&gt; it seems and the presents....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Denson&lt;/span&gt; wallet makes me full of jealousy again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder when will I learn to let go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rely on Angel too much now cause me in this crazy stage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems that promises are meant to be broken...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I a fool who always giving false hope to myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I takes my friends word seriously or not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or at times I am afraid I get the wrong meaning of what they are saying hence having me holding on to a false hope...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant understand anyone feelings at all.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking of how &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Edward&lt;/span&gt; tries to save or help &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Bella&lt;/span&gt; makes me feel useless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never ever been helpful....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only cause trouble whenever I want to help...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I sound abit gay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean which guy will write in such way or look down on themselves this much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate my mouth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just cant stop talking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who am I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I being born?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To give suffering and hurt myself with my own actions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing the retributions that is coming one by one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what I am big size...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just a F.U.E.L guy.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to please everybody...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the end I please nobody and cause myself to be hurt by my own actions....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I end it with a poem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gazed out on life's darkened sky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One bright and shining star to spy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That star was you-a-ray of light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To guide me through the darkest night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your love it shines, your love it glows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart it yearns, my heart it knows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wished for you, my DREAM star,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wished for your love from afar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/S6eDuZHUIDI/AAAAAAAAAGI/v9dudIrdv3Q/s72-c/Twilight_The_Twilight_Saga_Book_1-119187308693612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-4794780249127147609</id><published>2010-03-20T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:24:26.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing gonna change....'/><title type='text'>Miss and Loving somebody...Does it link?</title><content type='html'>Went for the outing on Thursday....&lt;div&gt;Quite happy to see all of them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have changed and grown too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an  enjoyable outing I must say....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only my friends in Singapore can be like them....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How fun will that be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it won happen forever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I am not a piece of white paper anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a piece of drawn paper that no one will take a look at as it is a disgusting drawing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is coming to Singapore and study a right choice for me den...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2005....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many decision I make, I thought I will be happy with it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, I suffer from my own acts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I continue to stay in Malaysia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will my current situation be like now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like how I am being looked down upon and stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais I really wonder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I will have a strong will for me to succeed in doing something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not sure..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there is something that I am confirm of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I am going to continue to be like this, I aint going anywhere and going to be a failure for life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very troubled right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant hold my friendship long it seems..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooner or later one by one will like last year, walk away with anger and hatred in me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really cant hold on any longer....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shld I leave to fate or just get used to this feeling of being hate and look down up0n?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-4785237622569062512</id><published>2010-03-17T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:50:59.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hais..Weirdo....'/><title type='text'>Disgusted by myself...</title><content type='html'>有时候，我在想为什么我要变成一个无法开心的家伙。。。&lt;div&gt;很多是我还是无法想得开。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;造成我现在的性情一直很不稳定。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;有时哭，有时笑，像个疯子一样。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;很多之后。。我在想如何怎样才会惹人喜欢。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可是到最后我则是惹人生气，可不是喜欢。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A short Chinese post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I dunno how to type it out in English...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody says I am a wierdo....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In what ways I am weird...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isit good or bad???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-4785237622569062512?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4785237622569062512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=4785237622569062512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4785237622569062512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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survive a day for being alone..&lt;br /&gt;It seems that I cant live a day without being alone...&lt;br /&gt;I must at least go crazy and do silly things...&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me that is the normal me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno..&lt;br /&gt;I really don like to irritate anyone..&lt;br /&gt;Yet I got so many questions to ask...&lt;br /&gt;Hais ...how am I going to live a day without getting scolded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself hard to control myself to stop myself from being so hyper ....&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when I will be matured...&lt;br /&gt;Now seeking thousands of advice from keeping myself so hyper...&lt;br /&gt;Also learning how to control my attitude....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attitude problems and an emotional guy I am ...&lt;br /&gt;Who will want a friend like me....&lt;br /&gt;Trying my best to improve myself and be well liked...&lt;br /&gt;I don think I have tried hard enough for it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Thursday going to meet my Malaysia primary school friends...&lt;br /&gt;Kind of excited and nervous....&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how much they have grown...&lt;br /&gt;I scared that I will give them a childish impression...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais hope everything goes well for me this Thursday ba......&lt;br /&gt;I must learn how to self control and be serious at times it seems...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-5769165509386275180?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5769165509386275180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=5769165509386275180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to make u feel better?'/><title type='text'>Facts isit really that important?</title><content type='html'>I hope time can reveal everything...&lt;div&gt;But at the same time wad should I do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday, my worlds i like raining....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking out at the window , thinking at the things I have done..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to live a life of loneliness but I find it hard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't I have a dead and boring life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I can expect what to happen next..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of wallowing into self-pity after each happenings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find it hard to keep up with the society....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now everyday, I just like living a life that seems to have no goals....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than getting good results , it seems there is nothing I can do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isit true? Sometimes I ask myself thats question...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Days where I try to keep myself alone, I always ended up being the nosiest in class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is times where I get off track in doing something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats not the worst...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst is in getting back to the right track...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My jealousness and childishness is really driving me crazy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I am like somebody...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais..why must my friend end up like that....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-5795975722383750854?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5795975722383750854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=5795975722383750854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/5795975722383750854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/5795975722383750854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/03/facts-isit-really-that-important.html' title='Facts isit really that important?'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-975290502033067202</id><published>2010-03-12T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T16:34:54.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hais...How to make my message known to others???'/><title type='text'>Why?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where is the rainbow, can you tell me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you please return my wishes to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why is the sky so silent..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the clouds are running to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is there a mask for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recalling too much of the past words can accomplish nothing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps time is a kind of antidote.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And also the first poison I am taking now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't see your smile, how can I sleep well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your silhouette is so close to me, yet I cannot embrace it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without Earth. the Sun still can circle around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without reasons, I also can walk alone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You want to leave me, I know thats is very easy for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You said dependence is our obstacle..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even you want to give up, can you just take it as I am the last one to know....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My emotions are totally clustered and going crazy soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am not clear with my emotions and my doings....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I create troubles instead of helping others...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am always the most troublesome one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What have I done to cause &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt; to be angry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What have I done to have cause my friends to leave me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have learnt one thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I must get used to the way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I cannot have friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The moment I have , I can't please them but anger them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is so hard to see my friends to smile again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I myself can't seems to understand everything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like a failure....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All I can do know is focus on my studies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Other than that no pleasure or fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am now so engrossed in listening to Welcome to my life, I'm just a Kid and 彩虹。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How am I able to express myself out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now am I going to do that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't say convey my message clearly causes alot of misunderstanding...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why isit so? Why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hate myself alot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hate myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yet I have no courage to do anything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Weakness in me makes me a bastard....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everyone in this world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some of them are happy while some of them are suffering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why can't people be happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For me, I just must find a way to be happy again...It is  definitely making me unhealthy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My heart aches whenever I am sad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seeing wad &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Nasruhaq&lt;/span&gt; have done makes me want cry with him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hais..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When can I see the light at the end of the tunnel I am walking now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Going to end today post with a short part of I'm just a Kid lyrics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I woke up at 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I waited till 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To figure out that no one will come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I got alot of friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I don't hear from them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's another night all alone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you're spending every day on your own &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here it goes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just a kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And life is a nightmare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just a kid &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that it's not fair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nobody cares cause I am alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the worlds is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having more fun than me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And when the night is dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will crawl into my bed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm staring at these four walls again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll try think about the last time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a good time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone's got somewhere to go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And they're gonna leave me here on my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I'm just a kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And life is a nightmare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I'm just a kid &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I know that it's not fair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Nobody cares cause I am alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And the worlds is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Having more fun than me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Tonight!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;What the hell is wrong with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Don't fit in with anybody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;How did this happen to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Wide awake I'm bored &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I can't fall asleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And every night is the worst night ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Nobody cares cause I alone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And the world is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;No one wants to be alone in the world......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-975290502033067202?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/975290502033067202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=975290502033067202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/975290502033067202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/975290502033067202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/03/why.html' title='Why?!'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-2715580501441356208</id><published>2010-03-10T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T23:54:59.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stop being so childish can ? Grow up man Kenny Yee Tan'/><title type='text'>I want to understand....</title><content type='html'>Hais, Today is the third day of being 16...&lt;div&gt;Still do not have any sign of being matured in me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting jealous and narrow minded as always...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not even a sign of showing maturity....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am upset with myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In not understanding others...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at the same time I also wonder why should I understand ppl more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sound ridiculous right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais I dunno as I am very confused right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I know that my O lvl is my priority now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my O lvl I have much time for myself to planned wad am I supposed to do.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With relationship and stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will I be able to leave this school with a wonderful memories for me to be kept...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or just a nightmare I am going to have until I leave the school....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently thinking about how to be observant like what Xin En said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now looking at the past...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I miss the times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just like so sweet and innocent....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every thing I wan it seems to be like in the past...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it is like being burned and it hurt alot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The memories now pains me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad and feel miserable that the situation now is not any better than last time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I dunno wad to do than improving in my studies and quickly get into the quiz I want...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I hope I can gain more ****** from my friends....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-2715580501441356208?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2715580501441356208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=2715580501441356208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/2715580501441356208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/2715580501441356208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-to-understand.html' title='I want to understand....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-7893913720041058511</id><published>2010-03-08T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T23:38:31.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='will anyone believe me?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If I say I am a shy person'/><title type='text'>A day after being 16...</title><content type='html'>There's no belated present today....&lt;div&gt;And it proves one thing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not grown at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still as childish as ever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder what makes me want attention so much....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What makes me get so jealous easily...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't I think from an optimistic view...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrs Tan have said today that our life is usually determine by how we look at it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are we looking at a optimistic view, realistic view or pessimistic view?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally get the wishes from her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It now kinds of happy to see that she learn to let go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One trouble have gone ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But does that mean she will talk to me again? We shall see it den...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am always angry at myself for unable to be happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am always the making myself so unhappy and I dunno why....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally found wad to change even though there is still much more to discover...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also must learn how to take care of things....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who am I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is many thing I must learn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot of things....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the first thing is learn how to be open minded?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not really know wad to say.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall end here for now.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S I am not trying to say having belated present will make me matured..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       I am trying to say about another thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        Hais nvm, hope u readers will understand what I am talking about....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-7893913720041058511?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7893913720041058511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=7893913720041058511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7893913720041058511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7893913720041058511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-after-being-16.html' title='A day after being 16...'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-7226003211994324705</id><published>2010-03-07T15:34:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T23:39:45.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am 16 now...WIll everything change?'/><title type='text'>Sixteen: Enam Belas : 十六</title><content type='html'>Today I am finally 16....&lt;div&gt;Hope everything thats is going to happen from now on would not caused me to be so emotional...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now thk people before I move on to my post....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Presents(Advanced/Belated(currently no belated :P))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Jia qi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Shirleen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Sylvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Carmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Carina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wishes "(Handphone)" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Maybelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Li Shan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Jocelyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Renee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Siti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Liyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Angelica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Hui Min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Hui Ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Shirleen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Sylvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Xin En&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Jie Shi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Afifah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wishes"(Facebook)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Nadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Yu Xuan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Simin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Sebastian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Yi Ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Farah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Wei Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Rou Ming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Farhana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Shi Hui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Sing Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Shirleen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si En&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Filiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Amanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Hidayah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Kenny ( MCO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Raven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Rauzanah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Shini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Aven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Shawnny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Jun Jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Farah Suhailah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Hui Mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Hasif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Hui Ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Ashikin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Sylvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Elicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Jiexin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Liyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Yi Wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Wen Qi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Soon How&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Shaun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Karyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wishes"(Msn)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Bryan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Jia Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Simin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Zi Lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Sze Yong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt;Yongwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt;Samuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt;Denson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt;Matthew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt;Joseph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt;Chun Yeow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt;Qaiyum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt;Soon How&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wishes"(Blog)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Yi Suan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Sylvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Carina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Daphne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Currently thats all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If I miss anyone out, I apologise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I will edit this post as soon as possible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To all those who wish me, I want to say a big thanks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This year is the first time I receive 67 wishes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It might not be many to some but to me this is the greatest amount I have ever receive....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But currently I am wishing for one person to give me her wishes...(Found :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am waiting...(Not Waiting anymore :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I might sound shameless I know but this is just wad I hope...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope I will have some luck for me to spend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-7226003211994324705?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7226003211994324705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today receive some advance present....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is lovely....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It like one year increase by 1 one present... Sec 2 = 2. Sec 3 = 3, Sec 4 = 4.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it is better than no present at all....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me, whether I have present for my birthday or not is not so important now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wished that I can have my friends back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The memories that I shared with them to be back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be the greatest present I have receive ever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don mean to make mistakes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is too late to apologize...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will your hatred end....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I give you your present for your birthday which is tmr, will you throw it away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am always in the what if situation which causes me to be unable to take the first step and try..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My words have offended everyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My name seems to be like a curse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a mention of my name for some invitation, the person will not go ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not as smart as Ying Ying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not as skillful as Bryan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not as humorous as Denson or Yongwen... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also not as sociable as Mrs Goh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, there is a fire drill....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A major one where we have to attend to some "traumatic patients"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am running here and there passing message...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Den I return to the care center and try to care and help the "traumatize" patients...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don think I manage to care for the patients....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have make them irritated instead....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't stop thinking I am a failure at that point of time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still manage to be crazy as to cover up my feelings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing is going on smoothly for me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya berasa sangat sedih kerana tidak mendapat hadiah Angel pada tahun ini...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya telah hancurkan persahabatan saya dengan Angel....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don wan to type that sentence out in English as I feel that it is too shameful to be read...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really want to be back in the past...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tags in my tag box just make me feel terrible....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I can only play with&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt; Shirleen&lt;/span&gt; present and turn it around and try to recall the happy memories....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/03/will-everything-change.html' title='Will everything change?'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-1305957712399658774</id><published>2010-03-03T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:21:41.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am going to turn 16...Does that change anything?'/><title type='text'>Did I ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;大黄 &lt;/span&gt;！！！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Chua Xin En &lt;/span&gt;(03.03.94)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Results are out....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So far there is some improvement but not much....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I failed my A- maths and English but pass the rest...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hais so much unexpected things have happened....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really do not know where I offend you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I nvr complain anything as I don find a need to....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe you are trying to justify your sister thats why you did this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Den all I can say to you is  you have did a very good job?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Currently addicted to a few emotional songs.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Amalina&lt;/span&gt; say I am too observant while &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Xin En&lt;/span&gt; says I am not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So which category I am actually in.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is really puzzling me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day by day seeing her walk here and there....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can't muster up enough courage to talk to her and just envy to those who are able to talk to her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes understanding too much is bad or try to care is bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As it makes me hard to approach the person...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why can't I have any matured thoughts.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why must I care fro something that is not even my problem in the first place....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why must I try to improve the situation and try to make her happy again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It just end up to be another failure that I cant accept.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The day is getting nearer....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Will my life turn around?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Will I be forgiven?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is seriously making me mad....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How am I suppose to keep a friendship?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How am I suppose to tell a person that I detest him alot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I still figuring out wad to change...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Trying to focus on studies and have quality grades...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To get into the course I want and to answer all my question at one go.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why am I always afraid of this and that....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And envy of everything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Revenge and hatred will never end as far as I know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;People hurt you and you hate them for it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Your friends also pity you and join in and help you revenge....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Revenge goes on and the other party is hurt and the friends of the person wants to help him/ her to win back the dignity or wadeva that is lost....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So when will the hatred and revenge end when each action is to be justified....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why cant people resolve matters by having a simple talk and come to terms that both party agree on ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hais....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This world won't be a beautiful world to live in if hatred is spread instead of happiness....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-1305957712399658774?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/1305957712399658774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=1305957712399658774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/1305957712399658774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/1305957712399658774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/03/did-i.html' title='Did I ?'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-8036648781089848677</id><published>2010-02-28T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T20:07:55.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter is hard to get.....</title><content type='html'>I now in &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Xin En&lt;/span&gt; house again.........&lt;br /&gt;I discuss another thing.....&lt;br /&gt;I can't really please someone or just make them happy.....&lt;br /&gt;Every action I do really either makes them frustrated or stuff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to change that...&lt;br /&gt;Now I just don feel good......&lt;br /&gt;How can I stop being so emotional and be a grown up....&lt;br /&gt;Will Lady Luck smile at me when I reach 16?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant find something that can occupy my mind that makes me stop thinking the emotional stuff....&lt;br /&gt;Hais...&lt;br /&gt;Now going &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wen Qing&lt;/span&gt; house...&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything is fine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wen Qing&lt;/span&gt; house...&lt;br /&gt;I just dunno why I can get too emotional for some things...&lt;br /&gt;Jealous and all the negative feelings....&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I just have the more positive thoughts or feelings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be cool....&lt;br /&gt;Neither I can be knowleadgeable..&lt;br /&gt;Trying to type in a different language in the next paragraph...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tidak tahu apa yang mereka nak....&lt;br /&gt;Saya hanya sedih bahawa mereka tidak akan memahami perasaan saya....&lt;br /&gt;Saya sedang bertukung lumus untuk berubah dan membuat kawan-kawan disekeliling saya&lt;br /&gt;menyukai saya...&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa saya tidak boleh membuat mereka gembira tetapi hanya boleh mereka sedih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahasa Melayu saya tidak begitu baik....&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi saya harus tulis dalam bahasa melayu kerana tidak mahu di marahi oleh kawan saya lagi....&lt;br /&gt;Setiap perbuatan saya akan dimarahi oleh seseorang......&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimanakah saya boleh berubah kepada seorang yang amat disayangi oleh ramai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya amat cemburu akan kawan-kawan saya yang mendapat banyak hadiah pada hari jadinya...&lt;br /&gt;Saya harap pada hari jadi saya, kawan-kawan saya akan mengingati saya......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HaIS,.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-8036648781089848677?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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back from Taiwan....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum have get some clothings for me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It looks kind of okay ......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a watch too.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two weeks have passed just like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O lvl is coming nearer and nearer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xin En have a talk to with me yesterday....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is the first time I cry in front of a girl....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant feel more embarrassed than that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her words are the same like the others....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She ask me to change....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This the question that have bothers me all along...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not really no where to change....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must be observant...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats what she tell me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must know when to talk and when not to....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats wad she told me too....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am trying to lose weight....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have made a point to go gym every Friday with Soon How...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to lose the fats at my thigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is ridiculously big....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking through each of my friends picture in facebook....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smiles they have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I really try to stay positive....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still trying to no wad should I change....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I really offended her sister?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really dunno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am trying to find a smile that I longed for....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I can understand everyone and not make them suffer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a friend of mine .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She never used to be like the way she used to be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She have changed abit or even totally....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried to understand her problems and stuff like last time but it is aint successful....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each time I really got the feeling that she sees me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always try to acknowledge her presence by saying hi or nod my head and smile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she just walk past...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try to tell myself each time that she didn't see me or maybe she never hear I say hi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really dunno wad to do.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don like this feeling....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know she is hurt yet I can't do anything to alleviate it.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She told me once she is very lonely and dunno why......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is much more to go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder who will really remember that date....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be waiting for that date to come where I turn 16.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everything turns well for me after I am 16........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don wished to be like a coward and a desperate person anymore....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-5834390579304531619?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5834390579304531619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=5834390579304531619' 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jealousy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be 16 soon....&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be the day....&lt;br /&gt;I am still sad that the fact I cant really have a more matured kind of thinking....&lt;br /&gt;Can't really find a way that can bring joy to other people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in bewilderment of what I really want ......&lt;br /&gt;Back to the past or hoping for a better future...&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so easily influence by oher peole words or thinking...&lt;br /&gt;Never know when will I have my own thinking.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I am wondering, why people can get so happy and sad at the same time....&lt;br /&gt;Psyhology is really an interesting course but it is seems so hard to study I think....&lt;br /&gt;Does people know a days judge a book by its cover or they really judge a person by understanding the person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure....&lt;br /&gt;For now I am seeking the determination in myself and the persistence.....&lt;br /&gt;The future Or the past?&lt;br /&gt;Which will you choose..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-2955097921858408786?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2955097921858408786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=2955097921858408786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/2955097921858408786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/2955097921858408786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/02/changing-my-way-of-thoughts.html' title='Changing my way of thoughts....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-707842674156023597</id><published>2010-02-21T18:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T00:10:48.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sorry if have spelling error.......:P'/><title type='text'>Am I suppose to just focus in one thing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy(Belated/Advanced)Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Shimin&lt;/span&gt;(01.02.94)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt;(03.02.97)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Afifah&lt;/span&gt;(09.02.94)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jocelyn&lt;/span&gt;(10.02.94)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zhi Hao&lt;/span&gt;(10.02.94)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dexter&lt;/span&gt;(14.02.94)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Choon Hup&lt;/span&gt;(14.02.94)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hui Mei&lt;/span&gt;(16.02.94)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Guan Yi&lt;/span&gt;(20.02.95)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Denson&lt;/span&gt;(21.02.94)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Danial&lt;/span&gt;(22.02.94)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Rou Ming&lt;/span&gt;(23.02.94)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yongwen&lt;/span&gt;(26.02.94)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, wake up and head for library at civic.&lt;br /&gt;Was there with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Soon How&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Xin En&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jing Shen&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Have a great chat with them....&lt;br /&gt;But also discover something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image hat I have in upper sec mind it seems to still be the same.....&lt;br /&gt;Never change...&lt;br /&gt;Hais...&lt;br /&gt;Enough of emotional problem for this week.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about wad I have done for today for a change...&lt;br /&gt;After revision with them. we go to cwp and window shop for present.&lt;br /&gt;Discuss alot of things about wad does &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Xin En&lt;/span&gt; like for her upcoming present..haha&lt;br /&gt;Den &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Soon how&lt;/span&gt; and I decided to go&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Xin En&lt;/span&gt; house ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, her house damn crowded lor....&lt;br /&gt;Full of her relatives..&lt;br /&gt;Her room was like OMG haha messier than mine...&lt;br /&gt;Den I volunteer to clear up for her.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am sill at her house with&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Soon How&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;Was using her laptop to post this....&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is her door spoiled and&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Soon How&lt;/span&gt; and I cant go out!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Both of us waiting for it to be repaired by the parents ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat a memorable experience in &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Xin En&lt;/span&gt; house...&lt;br /&gt;I will remember it....&lt;br /&gt;Today my mood is at the highiest compared the past few weeks...&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;Thks &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Xin En &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for cooking maggie mee for me :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;HONOURED :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-707842674156023597?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/707842674156023597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=707842674156023597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/707842674156023597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/707842674156023597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/02/am-i-suppose-to-just-focus-in-one-thing.html' title='Am I suppose to just focus in one thing?'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-4227898957704939573</id><published>2010-02-20T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T12:48:28.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love and hatred ; Is it fate to have them together.....'/><title type='text'>Wad I want....</title><content type='html'>I want to  be back into the past now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I want to be in the past now.....&lt;br /&gt;I cant handle my emotions anymore....&lt;br /&gt;I cant recognise  myself as who I am in the past......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have become so desperate....&lt;br /&gt;Very desperate....&lt;br /&gt;Worst thing I look down on myself.....&lt;br /&gt;How can I be optimistic once more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past, it might not be perfect but to me it have also been better than the future....&lt;br /&gt;It have always been....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be a great argument in a blog....&lt;br /&gt;All because of my mistakes and foolishness, this argument have become hatred and will never end...&lt;br /&gt;When will we learn to let go of this hatred...&lt;br /&gt;When?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is my O lvl year...&lt;br /&gt;I cant really let my emotions get over me once more....&lt;br /&gt;Last year is a great example of me spending great time in trying to bring back the past ..&lt;br /&gt;And neglect my studies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want this to happen anymore...&lt;br /&gt;I don want to make another person dislike me or irritate by me...&lt;br /&gt;I just want friends, is that very hard to ask.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My quote says that courage and persistence is the key....&lt;br /&gt;So what if I have the persistence but not the courage....&lt;br /&gt;It is totally no use at all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for being childish....&lt;br /&gt;Cant I just be a grown up and stop getting pulled back by setbacks...&lt;br /&gt;I have an argument with my fren...&lt;br /&gt;All just because of my childishness and question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is perfect....&lt;br /&gt;But no one can accept other people fault so easily too...&lt;br /&gt;Is there really love in this world or it is just full of hatred.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once have love and now it is gone...&lt;br /&gt;This love have been replaced by hatred....&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to continue with no one by my side....&lt;br /&gt;How am I.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bring me back to the past.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-4227898957704939573?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4227898957704939573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=4227898957704939573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4227898957704939573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4227898957704939573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/02/wad-i-want.html' title='Wad I want....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-7337002421836235454</id><published>2010-02-17T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T18:15:39.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How am I suppose to handle all this...</title><content type='html'>So many things have happen in the cyber world....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Chao Ya&lt;/span&gt; Blog being spam and it seems I am involved ....&lt;br /&gt;Getting from bad to worst....&lt;br /&gt;Wad should I really do.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinny "Bitch" I am sorry to gross you out....&lt;br /&gt;I really want to pull myself together but I cant....&lt;br /&gt;Each time I want to look at things from a different angle....&lt;br /&gt;There is sure something that stop me from doing so.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really until now can't find a reason why she treat me like this...&lt;br /&gt;Now I find it very hard to make frens....&lt;br /&gt;I really want to break out of my world....&lt;br /&gt;Why must truth be so cruel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret for wad I have done...&lt;br /&gt;All I ask is for a chance....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to know someone forgive me....&lt;br /&gt;Going to die boredom soon....&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I just know there will be a meal waiting for me at home....&lt;br /&gt;Don really know wad to do at home at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole family gone for vacation, left me alone at home for two weeks...&lt;br /&gt;Study. Eat. Wad more I can do?&lt;br /&gt;Cant find any accompany...&lt;br /&gt;Just feel abit relax after dropping two subjects...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I totally clueless that why someone would actually spam a person blog before.....&lt;br /&gt;Skinny "Bitch" is straightforward...&lt;br /&gt;I like that as least she tell me how she FEEL....&lt;br /&gt;Trying my very best to turn my world around....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can see the light soon.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-7337002421836235454?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7337002421836235454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=7337002421836235454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7337002421836235454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7337002421836235454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-am-i-suppose-to-handle-all-this.html' title='How am I suppose to handle all this...'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-8986876515380405196</id><published>2010-02-08T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T17:40:00.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will everything change? I am not trying to get syampathy or being pathetic at all...They are just my feelings.....'/><title type='text'>Emotionally Unstable</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How do i change?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel depressed i will sing.&lt;br /&gt;If I feel sad i will laugh.&lt;br /&gt;If I feel ill I will double my labour.&lt;br /&gt;If i feel fear i will plunge ahead.&lt;br /&gt;If i feel inferior I will wear new garments.&lt;br /&gt;If i feel uncertain i will raise my voice.&lt;br /&gt;If i feel poverty i will think of the wealth to come.&lt;br /&gt;If i feel incompetent i will think of past success&lt;br /&gt;If i feel insignificant i will remember my goals.&lt;br /&gt;Today i will be the master of my emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Og Mandino&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken this quote from quoteland....&lt;br /&gt;I wonder will I really change into such a person....&lt;br /&gt;Feeling totally useless now....&lt;br /&gt;Find myself having a communication barrier between me and my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad should I do now....&lt;br /&gt;No friedns to turn to and have a goopd conversation....&lt;br /&gt;Have a huge arguement with my mum that my mum is going to disown me.....&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year round the corner and I going to ceebrate myself as my mum going overseas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think wad should I do with my life...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I thought of ending my life by just jumping off the builiding...&lt;br /&gt;But I dare not bring myself to do it....&lt;br /&gt;A failure and weak person I am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais...&lt;br /&gt;Going to give a quote to the sch for the next few days...&lt;br /&gt;Am I able to motivate them since I can't even motivate myself?&lt;br /&gt;Still going to give it a shot.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I think everyone must think I am a flirter....&lt;br /&gt;Only talk to girls or stuff...&lt;br /&gt;I just find that I got a lot of things talk with girls than boy....&lt;br /&gt;Guys just find me gayish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read a blog...&lt;br /&gt;Hais it still nvr change....&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when will the hatred end.....&lt;br /&gt;I am acting as a pathetic person and getting sympathy ok?&lt;br /&gt;U happy to see this...hais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end here...&lt;br /&gt;Now in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Syahrul&lt;/span&gt; house...&lt;br /&gt;His mother treat me too good....&lt;br /&gt;Don feel comfortable as I don deserve to be treated good.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-8986876515380405196?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8986876515380405196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=8986876515380405196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/8986876515380405196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/8986876515380405196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/02/emotionally-unstable.html' title='Emotionally Unstable'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-4836325765359183286</id><published>2010-01-30T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T21:45:24.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A friedn seems to be everywhere but which one will be able to stop the bleeding in my heart.....'/><title type='text'>Just the starting and my heart is bleeding...</title><content type='html'>Tmr will be the end of January....&lt;div&gt;Many things have happen within a month....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Broken down at least twice every week....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really dunno wad is going to happen for the rest of my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is filled with difficult moments, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And few hit me more personally and intimately than when I struggle with a severe illness or traumatic injury...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fear, doubt, anxiety, and despair strike at out heart. Coupled with the physical pain, the times when life hurts can be overwhelming .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comfort seems unattainable, and hope's beyond reach...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost 2 friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is really fast as it is just the beginning  of the year....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not really no the reasons as no one tell me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But certainly the problem lies in me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw a baby in the bus a few days ago....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is just so cute and innocent....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she cries or fall,there is someone to hold her and comfort her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How sweet and nice can it be to know someone is there for you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; There is someone who say she will be there for me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are supposed to be good friends as now I am not sure.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She feel sad few weeks ago....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try comfort her but no success.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Den she seems to be much better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that she don talk to me ler.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She message me that let her think first and she will talk to me soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help but feel hurt....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a lousy friend after all it seems as I need to be reconsider as a friend....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally a failure.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beyond hope for me it seems....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drowning myself into songs everyday and cry along with it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People see me with sec 1, they take it as I am flirting with them....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno wad to tell them either....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But just nod my head along with it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am desperate for a friend who can understand me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have friends that understand me, will I go to sec 1 and look for one....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They dunno me well so maybe it is easier for me to communicate with them and make new friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isit wrong to do so too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now really in a desperate state now.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Ms Tan Cai Ling&lt;/span&gt; spoke to me .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't stop crying in front of her and feel weak....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She ask me to give her 3 good point of me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have 3 good points, people would not despise me or dislike me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They would not look down on me even...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each time I see &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Mr Cheng&lt;/span&gt;, I feel pressurize...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing him like seeing two words :Failure and useless......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant really cope with my feelings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each time I feel sad or down I will just break down without any signal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially when it concerns with friends......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barely become a good friend of hers now I lose her as a friend....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais feeling totally confused and moody everyday.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now being forbid to say hi to her sister too.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don understand why must she tell her sister about the thing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I can't even dream about making friends with any of the sec 1 as it will sooner or later, all the sec 1 will no......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No hope and no future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is just so moody for me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Denson&lt;/span&gt; have just prove I am a total failure......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant thanks him more than that........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wandering about in my world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to find a hand that stretch out to help me see the light and make me optimistic once more....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the 3 good points &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Ms Tan&lt;/span&gt; want me to give her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still can't find any....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ask my mother, she says she sees none in me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ask my grandpa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandpa said sarcastically that I am a fast eater....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't imagine how hurt I am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How hurt can I be....&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-4836325765359183286?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4836325765359183286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=4836325765359183286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4836325765359183286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Today seems any other day....&lt;div&gt;Full of disappointment for me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each failure I have encounter, I failed to face it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing I did the wrong thing, yet I am stubborn continue to do it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each time I see a person sad or stuff, I want to go and help....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I scared I will only add more trouble to her....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno will explanation help..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But certainly my impression on A******* won't change.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause myself to be in this state....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in the end I forgive her but will nvr forget the way that I get humiliated by her....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is such a pain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When people need you, they treat you nicely...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When people do not need you, they treat you like a piece of trash...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Retribution never ends, hope you all understand what I mean.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I post the Pieces Man as it is really who I am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I really dunno what I should pursue....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven really planned out what I should do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must find a day to sit down and think thoroughly....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais Life is such a pain in the neck...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-7938149997182320853</id><published>2010-01-13T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:25:33.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do they believe it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="margin-left:144.0pt;text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph; text-indent:36.0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/USER/My%20Documents/Downloads/2218447-Perfect-Description-of-You-Based-on-Your-Sun-Sign%20(1).doc#_top"&gt;PISCES MAN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;"&gt;He is very emotional and always allow himself to be very emotional.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He can&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;have a good night sleep and be in a good mood, and less than few&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;hours at&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;work he can be very moody. He does not understand things or try to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;understand things easily. If you notice him carefully, you will&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;notice&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;what&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;kind of moods he is in. He is a thinker and able to do well at work&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and always succeed. His normal gestures mean he always look at other&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;people faults, but he will not talk about it. He has the ability to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;know your thought and able to tell you what you are thinking about.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;He can mostly memorize all his anger, his loves. They are his important secrets and he will keep them to himself and will never&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;let you know. He is not a very ambition man and careless about his&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;position in society. Wealth does not drawn his attention, because he&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;is not greedy man and as well he thinks money is not something that&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;will last. He could be very careless about his&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;future. He does not like to fight against all odds, but instead following&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;the stream and make life easier. Sometimes because he likes to take&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;an&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;easy&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;path, which cause him very unsteady future. He is kind and slightly lazy,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;but it is his cute character. He hates rules and regulations. He&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;will never&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;look down on people. He is a polite guy and can be very aggressive&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;when he&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;is mad. He loves to think that he lives in a beautiful world and surround&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;by nice people, so if he finds his world is cruel and not what he expects,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;he will live in his world instead. His other charm is that he is a funny guy, and it is his real weapon. He can tease you and yet make&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;it looks like&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;one of his joke. Even when he is sad, he still has that funny face,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;so you&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;could hardly tell if he is mad or depress. He likes to hide his&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;feeling and&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;help other people especially those who need friend or lonely. He&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;will be everything that you want and everything you do not want. He has a chance to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;make it as much as a chance to fail. He can determine to make it work and&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;can do it well, except he tends to lost his energy with other&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;important things, that's how he miss many of his good opportunity.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;He can be happy and content by himself. What he think is important&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;is not "Love" ,but firm&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;status and stability. He has plenty of love for you. He is a good speaker,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;as much as he is a good listener. When he is with you, he wants to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;be happy. He understand his partner's emotional. He likes to take a&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;long rest and sometimes being alone. If he needs to be alone, try not to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;disturb him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is a sensitive, quiet , shy and easily hurt. He wants to feel&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;worthy. He&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;can be mad and noisy, but once he calm down, he will be that happy person&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;again. He is not a jealous or possessive guy, and if he feels&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;jealous he will hide it. He has many friends of both sex, and he&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;care about his friends. He likes to have lots of friends, so you can&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;not get jealous or else you will loose him. He likes beautiful&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;things, so if a pretty woman walk by he will look ,so do not get mad at him knowing this fact. When he&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;is lonely or feeling sad, be close to comfort him. He does not like&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;take&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;advice,so if you want him to listen or to follow your advice, you have to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;act as a good sample for him first. He likes a cheery and a smart&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;woman. If&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;you treat him like he is your special person, then he will be that special&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;person for you. He will trust you if he is in love, but try not to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;over doing it and spoil him too much. 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href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-they-believe-it.html' title='Do they believe it?'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-2557464038431836906</id><published>2010-01-11T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:53:14.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I the same as you?</title><content type='html'>Do I feel the same as you?&lt;div&gt;Do we share the same thoughts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I said about myself makes you cry , is it because it reminds of yourself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Useless as I am afraid of everything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crying day and night waiting for someone to have the same thoughts and condition like me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I really found one where we are a like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or I just simply think too much....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O level is getting nearer to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each time think about it I feel so pressurize....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How am I going to do well....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I got to do is plan.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A failure I am as too coward to say anything out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keeping things in silent as I afraid to voice out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno where I am heading....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want someone to guide me through it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isit possible?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais must start to target and know my aim in life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or not I will sink deeper into the misery of mine and never get out of it as no one will lend a hand to help me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am pressurize and depressed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learning how to control it and focus on my studies....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memories are such a pain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUCH a pain.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-2557464038431836906?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2557464038431836906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=2557464038431836906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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change?'/><title type='text'>Pain Hatred Love Revenge Friends will lead to fights......</title><content type='html'>School terms starts tmr....&lt;div&gt;Will be seeing new faces and old ones too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some may change while some may not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They can change in appearances, feelings and lots more....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday I am thinking about how will I be treated when school terms starts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will I be treated as the same like the year in 2009?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will it be like what the priest said that I will have more enemies next year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feelings and emotions is really one that makes a person scary and weak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are angry and full of hatred, you are fearless against everything you do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are sad and full of guilt, you may cowered up in a corner and cry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These "things" sure not really as wonderful s it seems....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures and songs have brought back many painful memories in my head...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Staring it or hearing it makes my tears roll down my cheeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smile in the pictures are gone....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The song that makes me remember them has now left me ......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching manga "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Naruto&lt;/span&gt;" makes me feel like in a fantasy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it not because of its action packs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is because that Naruto mentality makes me feel sad and happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His wants to be recognize....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He do all stuff to get that recognition and he never gives up....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He believes in everything that he do and make people feel good when he is around them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is able to change people with his words and thoughts that no one can...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, he succeeded....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attitude and the mentality of mind is important...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you think is what you are.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having too much distorted thoughts does not seems to make me any better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead people hate me for it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time watching any drama series that relates to friends or love....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It always makes me cry.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is touching but it is painful enough to know I won ever reach that level...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past watching all these, I keep on hoping that these will happen to me someday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where I help and save people or other stuff that makes people recognize of my good deeds..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now I know this dream is a fantasy as it will never come true for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am infamous to be exact...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sec 2 when I always walk into other people class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody seems to know who I am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like very happy and thought everybody must have know me because I have done sth good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Danial&lt;/span&gt; said once when we are having a conversation about how they knew each other...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart tear apart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said " Oh, ya I only get to know &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Kenny&lt;/span&gt; when he sec 1 because of the case....."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I brings me to reality that people know me not because sth good I have done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But something bad....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais, I am not totally blank. curious and worried when school term starts tmr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like what I said will it change or it will still be the same....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Kenny Yee Tan&lt;/span&gt; be accepted and recognize for sth else but not that case.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that case....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-4353327508634502463?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-8951713500145814852</id><published>2010-01-01T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:47:42.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decided that things is going to change for sure'/><title type='text'>Everything changes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; Y&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); "&gt;e&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is going to change...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alot of things happen and have make me realize of some things too....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This blog won be cared or read by anyone anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am going to blog my heart out this Sunday... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-8951713500145814852?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8951713500145814852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=8951713500145814852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/8951713500145814852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/8951713500145814852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/everything-changes.html' title='Everything changes...'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-4096992265320991479</id><published>2009-12-25T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:09:50.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just accept me won u..It will nice f u accpet me as we both have the same fate.....'/><title type='text'>Has it end or This is just the starting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A year is going to end just like that.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to like memories alot bt now I don want to be in the past anymore....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems to hurt me greatly now as thinking of what had happen but now it is not happening....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotto forget about her and the rest....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why isn't there a book for someone who think too much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I still a friend to them or I am just not piece of thrash that talk nonsense....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I really grown up or I am just childish as ever....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I don dare to face up to what I have done to them.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, bad news arrived.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There isn't a chance for me in her heart.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally giving up now......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now memories to me is such a stupid crap....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is sth that make me wek day by day and ask for it to be back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feelings and emotions is seriously sth that make me weak to the core....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I put too much emotion into sth  and in the end what I get is a total disappointment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting jealous and petty easily.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should not have gone socializing with ppl.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being alone like what I am n sec 1 is the best choice to have....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everywhere I go, I am just disappointed as I do not get the same treatment as others...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual during grad night that day I screw up totally...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wet the whole page of dedications what the fucking hell I have done.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In exchange for treating cello bass  drinks and sweets...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A failure won't get anything done....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This make myself more detestable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being look down upon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A burden than everyone would not try to handle with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A guy who is nth but a crap....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My goal for now is study..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe if my mentality is not wrong....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to get a closest friend as soon as possible....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friend will be enough for a guy like me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE MORE FRIENDS THERE ARE, THE WEAKER I WILL BE....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must learn to be cold and harsh that for sure....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I doubt I really have any success in that....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being someone who I am not really are it is difficult.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Now I am totally confused....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I have them as friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Normal friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or I don not have friends to start with at all.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am starting with all these friend crap again.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear to change myself....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear......&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3871794835222462491-4096992265320991479?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4096992265320991479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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motivate me....&lt;br /&gt;Useless and lifeless bum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep eat sleep eat sleep eat......&lt;br /&gt;Its really going to be a wonder if I am not putting on weight during the holidays...&lt;br /&gt;Parents banned all activities except my CO camp...&lt;br /&gt;Gosh facing the book seriously makes me want to head for my pillow again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is still the same....&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much changes in my life....&lt;br /&gt;But at least I am still waiting a reply from someone.....&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the reply would be when the day comes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so weird sometimes that I also dunno why..&lt;br /&gt;Feeling of envious, jealous, angry and stuff is really making me crazy....&lt;br /&gt;At this rate I am going, I wouldn't make any more new friends..&lt;br /&gt;Hais, seriously upset when I cant really achieve a single thing......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post shall be short today as no really in the mood to post....&lt;br /&gt;Very upset...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-6208242328850382373?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/6208242328850382373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=6208242328850382373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/6208242328850382373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/6208242328850382373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-is-still-much-same.html' title='Life is still much the same ...........'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-1356978572669918669</id><published>2009-11-28T14:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T15:10:02.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The you refers to many people. It is not particularly one person...'/><title type='text'>I really caused deep trouble....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Mr Cheng&lt;/span&gt; said every action have its own consequences.....&lt;div&gt;Maybe I alter it to every wrong doings have its retributions....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to argue back every time there is reply like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But do not have the courage to do so....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it is my fault...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never said it is you or who fault....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These have been going for 9 months and 28 days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are we really going to continue till next year......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been a lousy friend to you all....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I do but am I so rotten that you have to swear me like you have never did....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never treat you all as enemies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will not from now till next year.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this is my problem as you all treat me as enemies every since the incident.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe what you said is right, I do not have any friends to start with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I wrong, I will stand to be corrected.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I can end my life seriously...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you have said the word repeatedly which is coward...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being a coward, I do not dare to do alot of things let alone commit suicide.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never type your name out as some may not know who you are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never type out a person name out in my blog unless I feel there a need to do so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I type &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Angelica&lt;/span&gt; name out as I know that is my fault and I admit it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really regret it.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't I be given a chance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe to explain and just talk....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every part of me is disgusting?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya I am disgusting that why people walk out from my life.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a problematic child.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know using &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Zihao&lt;/span&gt; account to talk to you is lowlife method...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never did it anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Denson&lt;/span&gt; account, I did ask permission before I used it to talk to you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even ask him can I used it to talk to you and he said yes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asking you all to be like in the past is really an impossible thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But can't I be given a chance just to say a sorry.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this situations, I really dunno what to say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words said cant be taken back .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And each time I utter a word, it is totally disastrous as it is never good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wished I can let go all of this and move on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe being alone won't be a burden to anyone.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how I want join in the fun, I will restrain it to prevent my disgusting act to be seen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I apologise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope there is a day, we can be friends like how we used to be.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-1356978572669918669?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/1356978572669918669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=1356978572669918669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/1356978572669918669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/1356978572669918669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-really-caused-deep-trouble.html' title='I really caused deep trouble....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-5492185004362269611</id><published>2009-11-27T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:40:09.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Am I really so bad?'/><title type='text'>I really never expect it to be like this....</title><content type='html'>Things are getting from bad to worse...&lt;div&gt;Thinking things will turn out good when times goes by..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, it is worst when more truth are being discovered...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family and friends instead of peace there is much more arguments than it used to be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does it really have to be like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am truly oblivious to my actions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno which action is disgusting, shameless or whatever new terms have pop out for my actions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is saying a hi a disgusting action?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must my friend say until like that....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never said anyone is against me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just said that whatever I do, no one seems to like it and it is a fact....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When for class gathering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Said some nasty things to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Angelica&lt;/span&gt; due to my mood...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regret now also no used...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally being ignored.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing that made me really dunno what to say but feel totally crushed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A (different class as me) type in its blog something I have done in "your class gathering"(lift form blog)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B ( same class as me) reply the post in a tag by saying " Why are you putting "your class gathering"? Don't make it sound like he belong to us okay.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really shocked and totally **** and mood less till now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been scolded by new names too....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The names seems to be very interesting as you read on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wish we can talk this stuff rather than cursing me right off your blog?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I can roughly guess what the reply be when my "friend" read this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever this happens, I would surely pissed off some of my friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Den I become rude and stuff as my mood is not really that well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no one really cares though....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They just maybe make sure that my mood won't affect the promise I made which is contacting up someone....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many people have ignored me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next step taken is end the friendship....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seems to be a burden to everybody...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything unsuccessful must be me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I don really know to find who to talk as almost everyone who I used to confide me have been chased away by me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I brought all this upon myself....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet I still cant find any solutions for it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously do not have the courage to say or do anything.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum say I am such a letdown to her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends want me out of school or even better out of earth....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder what will be the next words said to me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody seems to be advancing forward yet I am way back that no matter how fast I run..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never catch up with them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, will end up drowning my own sorrows and wrong doings......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-5492185004362269611?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5492185004362269611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=5492185004362269611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/5492185004362269611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/5492185004362269611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-really-never-expect-it-to-be-like.html' title='I really never expect it to be like this....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-7908665938056320664</id><published>2009-11-22T22:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T02:05:19.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Is this how it meant to be ?'/><title type='text'>Reasons for hatred? Or Reasons for Retribution?</title><content type='html'>I dislike these facts. But I have to accept it . I do not like all this things to happen but I just cant do anything about it . I hope this could all change . Please ! Hais . my hope have been so long . I wish upon a wishing star. or maybe that wasnt a wishing star. I saw something fly across the pitch black sky . Which I am not sure what it really was..... Holding my hands together, thinking of what have been happening for the whole year and wish that it can be undone and everything will be back to what I wish for.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 year anniversary dinner has end and everything seems to be ok. Teacher is sastisfied with our performance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am in &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Denson&lt;/span&gt; house with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yongwen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WCY &lt;/span&gt;the great...Hais I also found out something about myself or rather how many people hate me and want me to get out of Woodgrove secondary school. That is so unexpected of the amount...I still don't understand what action I have done been so shameless and disgusting. Hais, I have lost a friend and almost lost another friend but luckily I manage to get that one back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also get to know how does people think of me at the same time..It is negative stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recive a small present from &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt; when she is in Genting. It is so unexpected as no one has ever did that ( I mean for me ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know there is something that won't ever become what I wanted long ago as today sth have comfirm that. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Chao Ya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I will never become friends again. I can't hold on to this hope again.. It doesnt seems to make any sense to me. I am always oblivious to the actions I made and in the end..... If only I am not so blur and slow upon actions or even have such low humour level, people wouldnt take my jokes as sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="gl_color_fg" border="0" alt="Text Color" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I have sth that makes me stand out among the rest.&lt;br /&gt;If only.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-7908665938056320664?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7908665938056320664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=7908665938056320664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7908665938056320664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7908665938056320664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/reasons-for-hatred.html' title='Reasons for hatred? Or Reasons for Retribution?'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-4345210126431017719</id><published>2009-11-15T17:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:08:31.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Please give me some attention...'/><title type='text'>No confidence in moving on.......</title><content type='html'>The November is  going to end soon in two weeks time..&lt;div&gt;Haven even manage all these study stuff and find a tuition teacher for maths..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking a back of my results in the past is definitely better than the results I am currently holding on to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't know if I would be able to improve in my academics if I continue the way I am in sec 3..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till now, I am still not sure by the meaning of moving on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don understand at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is stuff that I have done which seems extremely childish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never been so immature before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended a friendship of mine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking that it would be better and test will she feel the way like how other friends leave her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is extremely stupid and immature action definitely....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais why am I lyke this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The things in the past lyke what others said is like a learning memory...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where we learn our mistakes and stuff and try to prevent it from happening again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The joy that I see in everyone faces makes me feel confused and happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It always have the effect on me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am always oblivious and blur to what I have done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People is mad at me and I do not know the cause of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time I want to achieve in something but it is never successful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not really want this to be happening forever....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time whenever I walk past see people murmuring to each other...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wondering are they talking something bad abt me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The actions of my friends are able to make people laugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the actions of mine is always find it disgusted and laugh as a stupid joke....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes courage do play a big part in our lives...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there is no courage,you wouldn't dare to try and discover new things in life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wondering why the same words is being said by my friends can make people laugh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when I said the words, people will be giving me a sullen look..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am always glad to offer help...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But know one will find me as they think I am not up to it or clumsy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe I do not have the courage to approach the person to offer my help...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats why no one find me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am always dreaming about the future of what will actually happen to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never been given the respect maybe ppl think I don't deserve any respect...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even get scolded by ppl who is younger than me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or been given names based on my actions like ah kua?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being a son, student and a senior have never been an area where I am successful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every where I go is being look down upon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at the knowledge that my friends acquire makes me a nobody..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every thing I learn is from them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every thing that I thought I am the first one to know will ended up learning that I am outdated...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now very sensitive to every words that my friends said..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so sensitive that whatever they say I will keep them in my heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And take it for real...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ended up being a hot tempered and irritable person...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It no good at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secrets are not meant to be told at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now I wonder does secret will forever end up a secret...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every secret that I know now ended up being known by everyone....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And ended up sometimes being blamed for these secret being known when I told no one abt it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais I am bound to be blame and scolded forever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AM I really a useless and a failure person?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I do something that make everyone happy and satisfied?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one will really bother about me after all I am just a person can't be bothered.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-4345210126431017719?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4345210126431017719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=4345210126431017719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4345210126431017719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4345210126431017719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-confidence-in-moving-on.html' title='No confidence in moving on.......'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-3757195561719442957</id><published>2009-11-13T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:45:42.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May I hold your hand till next life?'/><title type='text'>May I hold your hand?</title><content type='html'>Two weeks booster program have ended just like any normal school days...&lt;br /&gt;I have not benefit from any of it really except practice past maths question...&lt;br /&gt;I am still as moody as always which I find it very disturbing even myself..&lt;br /&gt;I get angry at anything which seems like a crazy person....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a very low emotional quotient it seems.....&lt;br /&gt;I can't really control my emotions and feelings well....&lt;br /&gt;When I can't control them, I will be giving attitude&lt;br /&gt;Which many people dislike it very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of  mine message me a message...&lt;br /&gt;It is not structured well but here is what the message says..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kenny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If when you wake up in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;  And the hurting is so great,&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to get out of bed and&lt;br /&gt;  Face the world you hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everything in life goes wrong and&lt;br /&gt; Nothing you do seems right,&lt;br /&gt;You just try a little harder and&lt;br /&gt; Soon you'll see the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every person who has put you down&lt;br /&gt; And filled your life pain&lt;br /&gt;You must strive to achieve greatness and&lt;br /&gt; Show them you can win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every disappointment,&lt;br /&gt; For the times you are let down , there will be a&lt;br /&gt;Better moment and your life will&lt;br /&gt; Turn around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because everyone feels heartache&lt;br /&gt; And everyone feels pain' but only&lt;br /&gt;Those who have the courage'&lt;br /&gt; Can get up and stand again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it makes sense..&lt;br /&gt;But I not those who have the courage to do it...&lt;br /&gt;Will be continue these stupid emo post of mine tmr....&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Zi Hao &lt;/span&gt;house with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Bryan &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Zhi Hao&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&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/3871794835222462491-3757195561719442957?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3757195561719442957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=3757195561719442957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/3757195561719442957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/3757195561719442957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/may-i-hold-your-hand.html' title='May I hold your hand?'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-605136201060049003</id><published>2009-11-08T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:12:10.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misfortunes or Unlucky ?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes life is like a plain white paper where you start to draw sth onto it..&lt;div&gt;You will draw sth nice and pleasant....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then half way, you encounter some difficulties like no more ink or colour...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or you draw wrongly.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These mistakes or difficulties you encounter or made...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can be change or amend like you take an eraser and erase it away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or buy a new poster colour and colour the piece of drawing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But some mistakes when it is done you can't erase it away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems to be permanent and will always be there for life......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very moody these few days....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tend to get angry and sad very  easily..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure why is this happening...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon I maybe even labelled as crazy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sometimes want someone by my side...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who listens to all my troubles and thoughts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all these is things that I can only dream but never get...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not so lucky like those who I am envious of..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They can get good grades.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are from wealthy family....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are good in sports and music.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they are well- liked by others too......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why cant some mistakes be forgiven or forgotten...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why must it always be in the mind of theirs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-605136201060049003?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/605136201060049003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=605136201060049003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/605136201060049003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/605136201060049003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/misfortunes-or-unlucky.html' title='Misfortunes or Unlucky ?'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-63738107746888320</id><published>2009-11-07T20:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T21:26:37.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trying to be happy but to no avail...(Will be missing the 2 guys..)'/><title type='text'>Scoldings and more scoldings.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SvV1NiE1QfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/6uJSg-xD__Y/s1600-h/29102009192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SvV1NiE1QfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/6uJSg-xD__Y/s320/29102009192.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401352203446600178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Class Of Elites (3e2' o9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am not feeling really happy at all....&lt;div&gt;Things have happen and have proved I am more useless than usual...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really feel very downcast and lonely.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant hold the tears in me any longer.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look of thew the things I have done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reaction of my "friends" towards what I have done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seems to be a jinx or more than a jinx...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everywhere I am nothing goes well at all....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People angry with me with the things I have done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People hate me for being irritating...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People ain't happy with me around at all....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They find me untrustworthy too....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People look down on me wherever I go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not good in anything and things that is good to be look upon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always been the center of jokes and been laughed upon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every single action I made is being treat as a big joke...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every now and then seeing people who is happy or able to make people happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make me extremely jealous...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not zealous but jealous....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the more I feel that I am a failure in everything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been really sarcastic these few days especially to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt; Hao Jun&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She must have hurt a lot....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais, so what I know how people feels...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still did the action that hurt people....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sensitive thats why I think alot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mind what people says and think of me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats why I maybe petty at times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no one can understand how I feels.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I seems to be unlucky or I am bound to get scolded everyday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At home scolded by mum for disobedience....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At school, being look down by teachers and get sarcastic upon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At CO , every single thing I have done is wrong and hence get scolded again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School days have ended long ago...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooner&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; Abel &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Dexter&lt;/span&gt; will be leaving from the class....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which many people do not want that to happen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They still think I should be the one retain instead of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Abel&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I so detestable by others...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just never seems right to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never.....&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/3871794835222462491-63738107746888320?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SvV1NiE1QfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/6uJSg-xD__Y/s72-c/29102009192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-1151259109932171262</id><published>2009-11-01T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:00:16.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Please drag me out from all the situations that I landed myself in...'/><title type='text'>No one seems to be happy about it....</title><content type='html'>Good and bad news this time to deliver....&lt;div&gt;I have been promoted to Sec 4 express...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I have passed the criteria to be promoted which is English and two other subjects...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I get to take my O Lvl next year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bad news is no one seems to be happy that I promoted to express...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the teacher dislike the fact that I am in express..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Mr Cheng&lt;/span&gt; says &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Abel&lt;/span&gt; is a better candidate than me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How hurtful can that be when I hear it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even one of my classmates when she heard the news..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She says " Walao! Why you ? (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Abel&lt;/span&gt;) Why not him? (Me) "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I hear it, I totally didn't have the mood to really be joyful....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep on thinking does everyone have the same thought as her ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts me deeply...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I expect my class to dislike me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I didn't expect that they dislike me so badly which also include the teachers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really pains my heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I always sleep in class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats why I don't deserve to be promoted to Sec 4 express...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My classmates keep on asking me why I nvr retain for the whole day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really seems that their wish for me is to retain and nvr promote....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am being look down upon in my class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever bad things that happen it seems that I am the one who caused it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Abel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Dexter&lt;/span&gt; have left the class....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which should be me as I am not like them who can make the class laugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seems to be a burden...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant makes things right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But make them worse and worse....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not being trusted much also.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder next year will I really have no troubles and can concentrate on my studies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wish I can manage all this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant afford let go the "chance" that is "given" to me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liking  a gal is hard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing that she has a stead or a friend of yours is liking her ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is always hard to like someone under this two situation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As it seems you are flirting or snatching the girl away from the guy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why my troubles are never ending....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't I just hack care what other people say about me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/3871794835222462491-1151259109932171262?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/1151259109932171262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=1151259109932171262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/1151259109932171262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/1151259109932171262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-one-seems-to-be-happy-about-it.html' title='No one seems to be happy about it....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-4617419695688551484</id><published>2009-10-25T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:52:30.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I cant stop reading this stroy and cry along with it ....'/><title type='text'>A Story Of  A Little Bear Who Wanted Friends</title><content type='html'>Once there was a little Sugar Bear who was lonely...&lt;div&gt;He always cry whenever he thinks how lonely he were..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I have to stop", he says..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Perhaps someone else needs a friend. I'm going to find out." he says..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And off he went..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He found a few animals like bluebirds, fox and beavers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He went to help them but being as clumsy as he is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He created more trouble for them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was sad and felt even more alone than before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He saw a grasshopper...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He reach out a paw to grab it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The grasshopper hop away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Come back." he called,"I want to talk to you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He walk alone, trying hard to hold back his tears...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he saw a swan swimming on the water with all her little ones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They swam so daintily and looked so beautiful ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that Sugar Bear longed to have them come and talk to him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He did not dare to call to them fro fear that they might be scared,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By his gruff voice and his clumsy ways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally he realized that the big white swan had no intention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of bringing her lovely babies out of water while he stood there watching them;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And reluctantly he turned away....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He always thought the animals he saw need help..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the end the animals thought Sugar Bear is trying to show off and destroy their things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sugar Bears get stung by bees for accidentally destroying their hives..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Sugar Bear thought they have difficulty in getting into their house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sugar Bear thought, "Everything I do, I do wrong. I'll never have any friends."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was very unhappy indeed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He thought of all the disappointments he had that day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bites and stings and insults..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tears ran faster and faster down it cheek when he thought of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor, poor, poor Sugar Bear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was in such a sad state that he might have cried all day if a soft voice had not said to him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why are you crying, little bear? Is there something I can do to help you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These were the words he had been saying all day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Is there something I can help you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sugar Bear wiped his eyes and his smile came out like a spring sunshine after rain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the prettiest little creature he had ever seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a little bear, and a little girl bear at that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was just as glad to see him as he was to see her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They took hold of each other's paws and, side by side, they ran off to play in the woods..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once there was a little Sugar Bear who did not have any friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was so lonely that he almost cried..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now there is a little girl bear who plays with him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sugar Bear will never, never be lonely again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This story is given to me by my aunt when I was 5..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It clearly reflects the situation I am in now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But will I ever find a companion like Sugar Bear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-4617419695688551484?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4617419695688551484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=4617419695688551484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4617419695688551484'/><link rel='self' 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one)'/><title type='text'>How useless and hopeless I can be.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; Nasrulhaq &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Life has never been depressing for me this year....&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of problems and troubles that I have created by myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I am thinking how immature I can get...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which must be one of the key links to all my troubles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My academics have been dropping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drastically that it is faster than the speed of a bullet....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my class, I seems to be a totally irritable person....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes when I am not in class,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that my friends must be thinking how peaceful it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever I say and do in class is dislike by my classmates in all ways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some dislike me to the core while some find me irritable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always says the wrong things at the wrong time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When there is times I am suppose to be serious, I joked around...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When people is relaxing, I tend to be serious....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What wrong is with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At home, there will always be a scolding from my family members...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spoil every single thing in my house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How careless I can be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought of being a good mummy boy but in the end make her angrier....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time I try to make things right....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It only get worst....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I start to feel even more useless after all this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant seem to be successful something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seems to be disappointing every people in my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What they expect me to achieve yet I can't do it for them....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like my mum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been disappointing her countless of times.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at how talented or popular my friends or other people are..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It make me totally zealous...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It always have the effect on me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at the things they have done or achieved.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Bryan&lt;/span&gt;, he can play piano well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Juztin&lt;/span&gt;, a popular guy in my school..( For me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Ying Ying&lt;/span&gt; , a smart girl who has been scoring top in my school every year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Zi Hao&lt;/span&gt;, good leadership qualities....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's still many people that I admire....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't seems to fit in with every group that I hang out with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always seems to be left out in every conversation they have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just felt hopeless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have been thinking how my life will change once I am in Malaysia studying....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will sure be a drastic change...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only I can leave my memories behind and not bringing it with me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hope to be given a chance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a chance....&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/3871794835222462491-4327346533583896371?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4327346533583896371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=4327346533583896371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4327346533583896371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4327346533583896371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-useless-and-hopeless-i-can-be.html' title='How useless and hopeless I can be.....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-5847800634987695985</id><published>2009-10-23T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:31:54.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I really love all of you...I really do...'/><title type='text'>I hate this world.....</title><content type='html'>I am so confused....&lt;div&gt;I really dunno whats the outcome of my exams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a super duper high chance in dropping to normal academic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once in normal academic, its a Good Bye to my friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some may have prayed so that I won be studying at Woodgrove anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They might be celebrating in their hearts when I left for good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really regret but so what if I regret..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time can't rewind for the sake of one person only...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to talk badly with someone now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not sure why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really confused by my actions and feelings these days....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't cheer up at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope the person will online ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone please show me the way......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try to please my friends but it is not working...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really get jealous very easily it seems.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't really enjoy everything now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only if I get into express, I really can enjoy and clear my mind on what to do next....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I drop, I will leading a moody life thats for sure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theres still lots of things I want to do in Singapore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words thats I want to say to some particular friends.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-5847800634987695985?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5847800634987695985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=5847800634987695985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the end for me?'/><title type='text'>Is noticing one faults that hard.....</title><content type='html'>I am troubled by my own attitude and my ways of thoughts.....&lt;div&gt;When you have discovered something that you have done has causes someone to hate you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is too late to make anymore amendments...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find it hard to notice my own faults and actions....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My attitude is seriously bringing me down....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am broken into pieces and hard to find myself again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't I have things my way....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can,t stop interfering into other people problems....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever a person ask a question I will continue it with a why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how many friends I be with is irritated by me because of my endless questions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exams are over yet I am still so stressed and depressed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't I see the bright side of things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hope to find a companion who can answer and tolerate all my questions.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will the misunderstandings ends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I been scolded a fucking guy in her blog again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I offend her in any way???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I notice my faults, yet I dunno what to do about it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so stubborn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of giving people joy like what I hope for..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end I give people sorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be a child...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don want to grow up....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can run and play, laughing happily and without troubles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't handle on my own.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always in my dreamland where everyone is happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone does not have troubles and when they fall they have their friends for support..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A crime-free and peaceful world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But will that ever happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If time can rewind to January, I will amend my mistakes and take care of my attitude...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it is an impossible dream...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why humans tend to be regretful after the things they have done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one is perfect.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can I do now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can someone answer to my questions.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-9010963904632285829</id><published>2009-09-27T18:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T18:43:24.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will it ever happen??'/><title type='text'>If only there is such thing as time travelling....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Looking aback, thinking how things can really turn out if have not done that decision....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching 17 again, seems to have the urge that my wish for the past to be back is even greater...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; But for me the title of it will not be the age...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be titled January again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wondering for a long time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I have been doing all these years....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I really want all these years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I really succeeded what I want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trying to impress everybody...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to get attention....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it seems the wrong way.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, I get scolded for being irritating or shameless....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is almost like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Flik&lt;/span&gt;, an ant in Bugs Story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is trying to impress everyone with his inventions especially Princess &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Atta&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, he really succeeded in impressing them when he found a way to get rid of the cockroaches..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the ending of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Flik &lt;/span&gt;and me is never the same...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always keep on thinking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why they are able to do that while I cant...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It take me long enough to realize that I am a failure for everything....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant be as popular as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Juztin&lt;/span&gt; or as smart as&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt; YingYing&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another story from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Lilo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Stitch&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Lilo&lt;/span&gt; have always been regarded by her friends as a crazy person because of her weird ways..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Lilo&lt;/span&gt; seems want a person to understand her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be cared and loved as she said she has a broken family....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Lilo&lt;/span&gt; have a wish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said quietly at the day she went away from school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I need someone to be my friend, someone who won't run away"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Maybe send me an angel...the nicest angel you have"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these stories, I have read..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a deep storyline behind it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I have what &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Lilo&lt;/span&gt; wished for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just that I never appreciate it and let it go....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Retribution comes without a word..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will never know when it will really go away....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do wished for a day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where my wishes will come true even for a single day.....&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-9010963904632285829?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/9010963904632285829/comments/default' title='Post 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easily like a baby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am worried over everything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I wished I am a malay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can seeks for forgiveness and be forgiven....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it is still an impossible dream....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybelle words have been the same for the past few days....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget the past and move on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But to me I find it hard to do that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every song, every action I have done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember the past as clear as it was.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past of my family, friends and everything....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Afifah have given me a few advice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still too stubborn to accept it even though I know what she said makes sense...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking of what will happen if I have done so and so....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But so what I have know what to do now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't change the fact that it is not there anymore....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why I still find it hard to let go after all these months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what, now I have to put all these aside..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And focus on my studies..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of Year is coming nearer and my preparation is not enough yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After this is over...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these problems I hope I can solve it once and for all....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-4093300693768547446?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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attitude or character is the one controling my life ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how good I am trying to be...&lt;br /&gt;No one will forget what I have done and still hate me for it...&lt;br /&gt;My attitude or my way of thoughts have been hurting myself and making people angry with it....&lt;br /&gt;I seriously do not know where to change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days, I have been showing attitude to &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Angelica&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I am angry over just a few words that she said....&lt;br /&gt;A petty guy I am, it seems to be..&lt;br /&gt;The anger in me still haven subsided till now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, teacher go through a series of problems .....&lt;br /&gt;Every problems &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr Cheng&lt;/span&gt; mention....&lt;br /&gt;I am so scared that I have every one of them except for the smoking part....&lt;br /&gt;Do I really need to seek a doctor ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so afraid...&lt;br /&gt;I am scared of all these thats happening to me...&lt;br /&gt;My studies, my friends and my problems troubling me alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stubborn or isit my pride thats making me in this state....&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna go and tell &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Angelica&lt;/span&gt; that I amk sorry....&lt;br /&gt;But whenever I think about the sentence, I will feel angry again...&lt;br /&gt;But I think of the day she gave me the present, I wan to say sorry to her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really confusing and frustrsting .....&lt;br /&gt;My problems never sems to end...&lt;br /&gt;I wan to talk find a solution to all this but I can't......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have troubles and everyone is tired of it...&lt;br /&gt;Why can't all these troubles be gone....&lt;br /&gt;And be like children who can laugh happily without troubles.....&lt;br /&gt;Why....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-6238251544311313297?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/6238251544311313297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=6238251544311313297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/6238251544311313297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/6238251544311313297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/attitude-and-character-seems-to-be.html' title='Attitude and Character seems to be essential'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd 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I dunno?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its really make me frustrated when people cant keep the comments to themselves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is also annoying they spread the comments to others....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to give alot of comments...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe untill now I still do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now feeling it is really a frustrating thing to be done..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really trying to change this habit of mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When people hate a person, they really hate them to the core...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When people like a person, they won;t be so nasty towards them....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is MY blog, I am free to type DISGUSTING, EMOTIONAL and GROSS things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If readers, you all cant stand it , you can close the window...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please do not leave impolite comments.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that when I post this type of post(Or the previous post)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooner or later I will be receiving some comments....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By some particular people.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-597022659253252267?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/597022659253252267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=597022659253252267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/597022659253252267'/><link 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a world that keeps on rotating all the time.....</title><content type='html'>A holiday week....&lt;div&gt;Have quite a number of remedials and stuff....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Broke a Double Bass and crack a Cello.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems it isn't a week for me to rest at all.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of things happen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or should I say things that I caused it to happen..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really dunno what should I do....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Appear like a boy inside seems to be like a girl....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So easily hurt emotionally just by sth said by someone....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am still keeping up my revision...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope would not drop to 4N3 but stick to 4e2....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everynow or then when I want to start my work....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There will be problems surfacing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does anyone believes in retribution......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Angelica&lt;/span&gt; believe abit of it......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So does really what we have done in the past cause us to be in the state we are in now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not sure.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may think I am a good boy in the past...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But think again I don't think so now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really can't find a person to share or have advice on my troubles ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I found but in the end the reply is either a OH or a SO ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe they will say, what you expect me to reply or stuff....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I dunno, I just want to hear comforting words or advice.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does she think I am a Attention Seeker by standing on the podium and say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:School stand at ease, Our National Athem..&lt;br /&gt;My friend &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Choon Hup&lt;/span&gt;, mention it on the bus  and those who knows laugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just find it embarassed and ask him to stop...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she heard it and say loudly : Very funny meh, So funny meh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really dunno whether should I be angry or sad....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rejected once again which seems common for guys....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I just find it hard to accept.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to sms her badly now and say or ask questions.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I do not want to irritate her further......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But after this incident.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My minds cant concentrate at all....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am mad that night and write all sort of poems and finding emotional songs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not reallt that strong when I am alone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not so strong afterall.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is not the end of the world yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I still have to move on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But am I really prepared with what lies ahead of me......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will life be better or worse for a bad luck guy like me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Ian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U dislike emo guys, I know....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U rest assured that I am not emo when I am outside....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't be emo at all.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just keep those felings and emotions in me till I am infront of the computer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I pour it all out in words.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just feels a little better but not totally better.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It hurt deeply inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you dump me aside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dying to know why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even when I have already lose thy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really do not want to cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you told me the reason why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel totally dejected&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I am already being rejected&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loving and caring you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even when you have the slightest flu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give me a chance to try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before my tears have gone dry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roses are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Violets are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is no way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would not be thinking about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-5614661215846845606?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-5941401508132845371</id><published>2009-09-01T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:51:05.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I will be waiting for your reply...'/><title type='text'>Waitng for someone.....</title><content type='html'>Have been under monitoring scheme....&lt;div&gt;So far have done revising 10 chapters...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Handphone line been terminated so life is even boring than ever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant find anyone to chat or share troubles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left the letter under her table but until now there is still no reply yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No reply maybe a good sign and bad sign but for a pessismistic person like me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will never turn out good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping for an Ipod player badly so I can stuff all the emotional songs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sing and cry with it.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is weird....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A guy like me seems so easily to get touched and sad at the same time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just reading a book, can make me cry too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe is not the songs or the books article can make me cry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is these things make me remeber of the past or the things I have gone through...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love and friendship...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do not want to lose either of them ...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reality is really a hateful place to live in....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past always seems to be a better place to live in.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Better place to live in.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-5941401508132845371?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5941401508132845371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=5941401508132845371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/5941401508132845371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/5941401508132845371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/waitng-for-someone.html' title='Waitng for someone.....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-9011619052170169845</id><published>2009-08-22T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:05:10.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you but can u sense it?'/><title type='text'>I want to hold on to the pain as long as I can.....</title><content type='html'>I am not sure what to do.I can't really make any decisions which seems to be such a failure.All these things is caused by me and can't find any solution.My words are not only sarcastic and it is also seems to be rude.Am I really a sore loser?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't I just stop thinking what will happen.Thinking too much is sure a bad things to do.A small thing that happen cn really made think of all silly stuff.Whenever things have happen and I regret it alot.I will only think that if I havent done this or if i haven done that. If,if,if. Whenever a person look back and say "If", it definitely means they are in trouble. Theres no such thing as "if". The only thing that counts is what really happened, and the truth was that every chance I got, I screwed up.Even when I thought I had done something good, it always turn out bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, it is always hard pass a message that I wan to convey to someone. I have great difficulty in doin so. Whatever words that I said definitely does not tally with the message I wan to screw up. I will ended up screw up the whole thing I am ytrying to say. Or sometimes I wan to find a chance to explain but never have the courage to do so. Writing a letter to the person seems to be a good choice. I happen to try it and find it easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get a piece of paper and pen down your thought and feelings to the someone including the things you want to say. After finish it, just place it on the table. It seems to be a coward way of doing things but to me at least I able to tell the person what I want to say . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This few days, I does not have the mood to participate in everything. I seems to have alot of things to settle. My results is not sastisfactory either. I really need a timetable to help me manage my time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a girl I want to tell how I feel to her. But I scared I really freak her out. It seems so confusing from the very start. I really don feel that I am really up for anything. I have pessimistic thoughts which will lead me to thinking too much. Changing that habit fo mine is indeed a very hard thing to be done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How organised can I be. I really hope I can know what people are doin. So I won be disturbing them. It is always seems to be a wrong timing for me. Whenever I wan to caht or maybe just want some help, everyone seems to be busy and ended being told by them to not to disturb them. How I wish I can know when a person is pissed off so that I won be making them feel more irritated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wished things will really be better for the next few days that is going to come.....   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-9011619052170169845?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/9011619052170169845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=9011619052170169845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Love is such a pain but can be blissful at the same time....</title><content type='html'>What is urs is urs....&lt;div&gt;If it is not going to be urs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how hard u try....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U won be able to get it at all....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missing someone is indeed not a good feeling....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving a person secretly is hard too....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything thats seems to be related with relationship....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needs patience....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting my feelings known is really hard for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worry about all things that will happen if the feeling is known...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreams of her 2 days in a row....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really seems to be the wonderful dreams ever....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A poem to end everything......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;were so full of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always smiling and carefree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life loved &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; being a part of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I loved &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; being a part of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;could make anyone laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If they were having a bad day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No matter how sad I was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; could take the hurt away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Your&lt;/span&gt; seat is now empty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And its hard not to see &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But please always know this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one will ever take &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Your&lt;/span&gt; smile could brighten anyone way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No matter what they were going through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I know everyday for the rest of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will be missing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-4731999464062496812?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4731999464062496812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=4731999464062496812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4731999464062496812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4731999464062496812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-is-such-pain-but-can-be-blissful.html' title='Love is such a pain but can be blissful at the same time....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-8943951626233087341</id><published>2009-08-15T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:06:29.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I wished I can hold you tight and say I Love You.....'/><title type='text'>Livin In The World Of Dreams.....</title><content type='html'>Things I have been wondering for a long time...&lt;div&gt;Why does this have to happen to me and the others...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I doesnt seems to be the only lonely person out there....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems I am abit btr than them....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still I cant find myself being happy at all times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seems to get worry over small things....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get myself troubled over small things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My attitude is realy makin me crazy sometimes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time does it really heal wounds and help us to change ourselves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep on comparing myself and others....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking why others can while I cant....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe the effort that I put in is not enough....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life there doesnt seems to be anything that can be done to satisfy it.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Endless trouble will find me like a magnet of troubles....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How pessimistic am I going to be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant seems to be optimistic.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is there a way where people can get to no more abt u.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously is there sth that is called Retribution....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep on wishing on things that seems to be impossible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does a status of a person really important.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isit hard to accept people the way they are.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How hard isit to make someone happy and forget their worries...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is there someone there for those who are hurt inside?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What should I do now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretend it isnt there doesnt make any difference....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still feel the pain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ignoring is a sign of coward.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why isit so hard for me to face the fact...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fact that it will nvr be the same any more....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fact that the past and the present will not be the same....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cant accept it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreams of previous nights is really a wonderful feeling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But will it really happen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smiles of their faces.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last picture that we took as a whole.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will it ever happen again......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isit a wistful part of mine that things are indeed getting btr....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or just that it have nvr get btr even though there is conversation here and there......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really cant witshand the pain or the setback I have....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lose my motivation......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People thoughts ; How I wish I can know more....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-8943951626233087341?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8943951626233087341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=8943951626233087341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/8943951626233087341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/8943951626233087341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/08/livin-in-world-of-dreams.html' title='Livin In The World Of Dreams.....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-493131281894308757</id><published>2009-08-13T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:00:32.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things aren't the same anymore....</title><content type='html'>Things arent the same...&lt;div&gt;Make a new friend but now have lost her....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find me irritating it seems...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still can't find what the reason...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things I do is it always irritate someone or wat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno how many friends must I lost again these year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far have been 8.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hias...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Results doesnt seem too good either...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been troubling by lot of things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost an listening ear....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dunno who to turn to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems weird to others that a guy looking for an listening ear ya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But here I am trying to find one....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really dun understand why things will turn out like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things arent improving abit afterall ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends are they really thr.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can give my views of the matter to others...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But will I be receiving it when I need it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read blogs and things seems to be worsen for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hope I can understand the situation abit more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why cant I be a guy that makes people feel comfortable....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead I am guy who seems to be turning things into disaster....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My chest got alot of things that need to be shout out....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of getting my question answered ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got more question to ask...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Useless failure is being labeled.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing silly and stupid stuff like a clown for attention....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will I be recognised....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afraid of everything despite of my size..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to prevent friends from harm if this goes on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pls be back to me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends.....&lt;/div&gt;&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/3871794835222462491-493131281894308757?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/493131281894308757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=493131281894308757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/493131281894308757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/493131281894308757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-arent-same-anymore.html' title='Things aren&apos;t the same anymore....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-2236993154319568837</id><published>2009-07-25T14:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:06:17.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Used Or Getting Used to it ?</title><content type='html'>Things seems to get much better I think...&lt;div&gt;Relationship and friends it seems to hard to handle them at the same time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memories and the past have it really affect me that much ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In class, now trying very hard to wake up and stay focus....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Councillor, Performance and Chinese Orchestra have really booked up most of my free slots...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to get some money from parents to get the things I needed to be ready for the tests..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around 4pm ltr, I will be having my MT tuition....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hias,I only I know how to manage my time well....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really have screwed up my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All becuase of the words I have said......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't really control my emotion...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I really want to have in my life .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always feel weird if I dunno how to start a conversation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I begin to feel I have them as long as I know how to cherished them....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just must learn how to maintain it thats all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always have an old excuse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which Maybelle said so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The excuse is I am not good with words...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I simply cant get the message through...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Misundrstanding always occur....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End here for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-944017227593503607</id><published>2009-07-21T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:48:48.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will it last........'/><title type='text'>Happy because of s simple conversation....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;HAPPY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;HAPPY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;HAPPY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;HAPPY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;HAPPY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:6;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:6;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Kenny Yee Tan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; !!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-944017227593503607?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/944017227593503607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=944017227593503607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/944017227593503607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/944017227593503607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-because-of-s-simple-conversation.html' title='Happy because of s simple conversation....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-2642906824051236517</id><published>2009-07-19T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:05:12.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only there is a time machine.....</title><content type='html'>I really wondering why I am a boy who just cant seems to excel in sth or do well....&lt;div&gt;This week is not a week where everything seems to be ok to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lot of misunderstanding and lots of accidents...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have not decided which path I should take..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno why Liyana suddenyl ignore me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now there is another person I cant talk to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things have been done and we can rewind it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only can wish for s tupid wish which is to have a time machine....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CCA is going to resume soons..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my life is going to be reschedule again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With common test coming up, I don think I will have much time to use comp...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have half my mind making my blog private....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memories are indeed nice and sweet.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture I kept can make me happy for a while...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it is sad to see all the smiles have disappear after the choice I have choosen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is nothing to be remorse of but can only regret...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need to save lots of money for those birthdays on August...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I am not wrong, I am going to watch Harry Potter next wednesday....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe watching with a friend or will cancel the plans and watch alone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure afterall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are they being childish like what Ivy said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don think so as it is my fault in the first place.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Explanations must be made clearly....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But is how and when....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am being place in a group with her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She refuses to be in a group with me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as I expected...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what will our LCD presentation becomes when I am choosen to be the leader?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the poems I can write know all is link to sadness....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a poem titled Hope...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My junior ask me write it as a reference for her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall used it to end this post....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling alone and sad ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where everything doesn't seems to be right;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things always turns from good to bad;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where it always end up giving me a fright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are confusing;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which always makes me depressing;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am always feeling down;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And always end my day with a frown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is like in a hell;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where my tears keeps on to roll down;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is hard that makes me yell;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where my tears is enough to make me drown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope is my only chance;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where my feeling of happiness is going to be enhance;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreaming of my hope every night;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping to end the darkness and show the light........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-2642906824051236517?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2642906824051236517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=2642906824051236517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/2642906824051236517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/2642906824051236517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-only-there-is-time-machine.html' title='If only there is a time machine.....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-8638344686891717724</id><published>2009-07-12T19:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:18:16.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我真得很累。。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;我不知道为什么这件事情会变成这样。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;或许我永远不会知道。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;我的问题也可能没有答案。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;我真得很想知道人家的痛苦。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;我的心真得很痛，很痛。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;当我在读那个 article 。。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;这世界真得很不公平。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;报应或许真的存在。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;我现在觉得很累，很累。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;是否我应该忘记一切。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;还是在继续走下去呢?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-8638344686891717724?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8638344686891717724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=8638344686891717724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/8638344686891717724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/8638344686891717724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='我真得很累。。。。'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-6091623331885441329</id><published>2009-07-11T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:36:03.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Love is supposed to represent Love, why does it still wither and die? by PYX</title><content type='html'>I am speechless....&lt;div&gt;And &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;dead&lt;/span&gt; now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-6091623331885441329?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/6091623331885441329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=6091623331885441329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/6091623331885441329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/6091623331885441329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-love-is-supposed-to-represent-love.html' title='If Love is supposed to represent Love, why does it still wither and die? by PYX'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-1185498354922494099</id><published>2009-07-10T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:37:48.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Full Of Sorrow....'/><title type='text'>Question in life, Can it ever be answered ?</title><content type='html'>Raining heavily outside...&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I find that it is so hard to know a person..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or trying to find a topic that the person is interesting....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems harder than solving a algebraic question...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My thinking and thoughts is a fear to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evewrytime just when I read a blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there is a "you" word in it,I will think that it is me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially the sentence is about bad things....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Different people have different thought of their own...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a person who can get easily jealous which is a terrible thing if I am in a relationship...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to counter all these seems to need a mighty effort...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And most of the effort include the word courage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen to every song lyrics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of it, it is the exact words I wan to say to the person so long ago...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things might be better if I have said it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which include they must believe me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is status of a person that important....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does status is a part to decide whether should a couple be together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls and boys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They always seems to have different thought about this........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living in a world of darkness is very scary...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There doesnt seems to be and light or hope you can grab onto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You need to be strong for everything that is inside the dark world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guys have never been so feeble....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But here I am feeling like one....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I just follow the path I have always take...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or follow a path that I have nvr dream of taking .... ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-1185498354922494099?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/1185498354922494099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=1185498354922494099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/1185498354922494099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/1185498354922494099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/07/question-in-life-can-it-ever-be.html' title='Question in life, Can it ever be answered ?'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-7108168263421871899</id><published>2009-07-09T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:54:30.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things is not as easy as it seems.....'/><title type='text'>I am not the only one afterall....</title><content type='html'>Life is indeed full of suprises...&lt;div&gt;You can't predict what may happen to you next....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems that Renee is right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not many is totally happy afterall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feelings are indeed hard to control...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The more you wan to express it, the more it is hard for you to express it out....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes,when you are sad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You think of a funny thing and you will laugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While sometimes, you will not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These few days, nothing special have happen..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything is as normal....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to school and make some noises...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school and go home alone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homework so far I have completed everything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope I can really manage to catch up with the rest of the class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wan something for me to be occupied with..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or else I would feel lonely and start thinking of unecessary things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday check on the phone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to wait a conversation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But nothing pops out from the screen....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patiently waiting still for hearing people troubles or crap and joke with friends via sms...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now H1n1 cases...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woodgrove have gotten 1 case...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And those who is incontact with the guy is quaratined...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am one of the 16 pupil....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be more bored at home den....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Staring at the wall and the wall staring back at me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to figure out what to do.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nvr wished for myself to be quaratine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be missing alot of lesson...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in my state now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never catch up with the rest....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now beside want to find the answers to my question, I also wan to improve my studies too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why I cant get people hint that easily....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can sense people mood as well....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just seem to worsen their mood.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words thats I wan to meant is alos never get to the other party...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This fear inside me is really freaking me out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fear of being ignored and others being ignored....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don have the courage to say hi to person I know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to always walk slowly behind them when they are in front of me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if I didnt say hi, I feel guilty inside me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which means I hate being ignored, and now I ignored them and nvr say hi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This feeling is really no good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always fear that I don have a topic to chat with them.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems I am afraid of many things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Why can't I get over all these fear....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I have some support ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need it alot.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-7108168263421871899?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7108168263421871899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=7108168263421871899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7108168263421871899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7108168263421871899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-not-only-one-afterall.html' title='I am not the only one afterall....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-5802294940355475889</id><published>2009-07-07T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:15:06.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No one will feel contented with what they have....</title><content type='html'>Some people feel contented with what they have..&lt;div&gt;While some don't or I can even say most people are not contented...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, I just see how it goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try to accept everything given to me now......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Managing my work, time and others...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CCA is having a temporary standown...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dunno when it will be back....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, the same routine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much that affect my mood today which is good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walk around causeway and have silent lunch....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw the guys too....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am wondering what's the reason for her to hate me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has really been a long time since it happen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet it is still so cold whenever where they are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I myslef here also can't face them without knowing the real reason why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to contact with them in every way yet failed because lack of courage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just how long it is going to last....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seems to be making things worse for everything....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I wan to console Angel, I screw thing up....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't we know what will happen next so we have to time to prepare for it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why must we go through it and regret it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He just can't seem to get rid of all the thoughts and memories...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every where he goes, he just have to continue to move on instead of moving back....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have anyone enjoy their time with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still not good at explaination...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever I type, I am always afraid of people opinion when they read it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can give advice for others..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I can't apply what I said to myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I boost &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; self-esteem but I can't do it with mine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hate being alone to answer all these question.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-5802294940355475889?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5802294940355475889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-8188813888506341961</id><published>2009-07-05T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T14:06:27.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It is easier to explain in a 3rd person view than being the main character it self...'/><title type='text'>Friends..They are so beautiful in every way.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Kenny&lt;/span&gt; haven start on his homework....&lt;div&gt;He don even know when to start..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is so killing him now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still it does not stop him from thinking what will happen next in the days that will come....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He have learnt how to keep silent and just be an onlooker...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every family house that he had been to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their parents are like so good or fine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe they don feel so but he do....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He ain't going to cricticise his friends anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He know trying myself to stop calling &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Jia En&lt;/span&gt; the nickname he gave her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is hard to know the feelings unless you have been it through....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems that in this world he is not the only one who feel like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope to have an MP3 so he can listen songs when he feel sad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of noises thats around him....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He really feel alone in the worlds no matter where he goes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He can't just blend in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Retribution is so terrible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hatred is so harsh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Sadness is so depressing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He wants to be a child where there is so ess problem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And can do alot of things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where mistakes is easily forgiven and happiness at the max..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he just cant as there is no such things as time travelling machine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Kenny&lt;/span&gt; has managed to stop beng sarcastic to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Angelica&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He feel glad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He hope he can manage to find himself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And find something that he is good at.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly, he looks at all his pics that he have with friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Not much, mostly is view from other people blog)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are so beautiful and handsome in many ways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even cute....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, this may sound gross but he still said it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to go for ayg soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder how will he be feeling the rest of the day....&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-8188813888506341961?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8188813888506341961/comments/default' title='Post 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class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Huang Wei Jian &lt;/span&gt;(o4/07)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Very tired and busy these few days....&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the AYG swimmers and the event is a so-so to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past few days still ok ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About the yawn thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it is coincidence...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She didnt't do it in purpose so I must have think too much again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have everyone listen to me before?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did everyone doubt what I say is true?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will so upset about this yesterday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drink 20 cups of milo straight.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I somehow must manage my work and feelings well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I talk to much and give alot of comments....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wan to be high but if I high..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People will find me noisy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I quiet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People willl ask me not to be emo or act like one....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What should I do then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything I do seem to displease everyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really dunno what to be in front of people..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of you will say be yourself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what is myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don like being dislike by others.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither I like a harsh and uncarefree life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Children...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really like children alot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They don have troubles..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even they have, they will forget it and be happy the next minute....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like playing with them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is always full of laughter and happiness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The joy in me is like in heaven.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it is only when I am playing with childeren all the childish game..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why it is easy to make them happy and laugh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But not easy to make the people around me happy and laugh......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder why .....&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/3871794835222462491-6784055358417099813?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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occupied with unhappy things and work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still try and laugh at jokes and be high in class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But half way in the class, I almost cry but I didnt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a conversation I heard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan and I is discussing that how lonely Luqman is in class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And ask around whether they wan new friends....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan ask a classmate A....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The person say no so he proceed to Classmate B....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The person say no too and Bryan ask why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The person replied because the new friend is the person who sit beside you right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sitting beside Bryan at that time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not sure what does the person said...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I comfirm that Classmate A and B say no because they thought the new friend is me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The words suddenyl pierce through my heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel very pain till now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hearing the words....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tears almost flow out.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning the yawning incident and now in the afternoon is the words....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These might be retribution...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will it stop...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been 5 months and 1 day......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel very terrible deep inside....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this is what I thinks.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant ever make a simple decision....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I actually know what I want.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is making someone happy is a want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still continue hiding whenever I see them....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr is mass P.E of Sec 3 express...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things arent the same anymore....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-3854366322970874551?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3854366322970874551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=3854366322970874551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/3854366322970874551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/3854366322970874551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-is-full-of-hurting-words.html' title='Life is full of hurting words......'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-4771964932240070257</id><published>2009-06-30T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:16:16.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why must the action troubles me....</title><content type='html'>Today, school is definitely not interesting but I get to concentrate in class.....&lt;div&gt;Still alot of things trouble me that make sme completely blur for the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dunno how to put it but feel very upset by it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is I the one who think too much or they are the one who is deliberate in doing that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She yawn just when I walk past...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not those normal yawn but it sound like on purpose loud yawn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do they mean by that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These few days have lunch with Soon How and Angel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time I am having lunch with them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope these will last....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 more days it willl be Yu Shi birthday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have still not decided on what to get for her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wondering what willl happen to the rest of the day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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that make me unhappy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These morning is certainly not a good start.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A face of unhappiness walk pass me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hais, how long it is goin to be....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, in school I seems to fear to go in certain classes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now knowing that the Express Stream P.E lesson will be together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will most probably be hiding instead of playing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much of a coward act...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to crap but when I crap people find me noisy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya, i am noisy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one crap with me I feel alone.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one ever listen to me no matter how much I say....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I please have everyone attention for the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or be the joker that make people laugh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to troubles, I am most willing to do that to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I nvr have a chance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A short poem before I end my post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asked to say a hi with a smile,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is like walking for a mile,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening is my passion, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hearing bad things becomes a depression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raining cats and dogs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where my tears never stop,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleepin away in my bed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where every dreams seems to be so dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-2955964227297150038?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-4236225004975771638</id><published>2009-06-28T19:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:18:53.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why cant my conversation last.....'/><title type='text'>Will things be the same tommorrow?</title><content type='html'>Tmr the school will start...&lt;div&gt;Has everyone finish their homework....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do hope everything is fine from tmr......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hope my conversation won't end before it starts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A poem wrote by me yesterday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time has passed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything seems to be a blast,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That no one knows my heart feels,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where true feelings sealed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to understand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where people stand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Being depised,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is always seems to be a trend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crying alone in a dark night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping somone will come and show the light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Winter has gone and Summer has arrived,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I seeking for an answer that never arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cease to exist in people's eye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That trying hard to believe it is a lie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel like a fool that hurt by words,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope and pray things that never seems to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why Happiness never last,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is always a question I asked,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accepting me isit hard,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or just an impossible task........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-4236225004975771638?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4236225004975771638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=4236225004975771638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4236225004975771638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/4236225004975771638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/06/will-things-be-same-tommorrow.html' title='Will things be the same tommorrow?'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-7074391677501199914</id><published>2009-06-27T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T20:53:26.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just realise I am not invited for anything at all.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SkYNbjN3MqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/FEL89fZRpKg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 93px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SkYNbjN3MqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/FEL89fZRpKg/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351979974137426594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, I cant watch Threads Of Destiny so I watch Transformers instead...&lt;div&gt;The show is somehow about trust......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really keeps me thinking all the time when I am watching this show..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watch alone again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way buying tickets, I just realise that I have nvr been invited for any thing at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have to get over it.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets talk about why I say these show is somehow about trust...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Optimus Prime trust Sam to the fullest in saving the earth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Commander trust Sam that he is able to revive Optimus Prime...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these trust, they exist in these world....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But have you ever trust the person that much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as Optimus Prime who sacrifice himself in trusting Sam to revive him....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have learn to control my emotion....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I can laugh at the outside or be happy from outside...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without letting anyone no I am sad or angry....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let nature takes it course...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What it meant to be ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will always be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are mean to have sth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will always be there and can't be taken away from you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All you need is time and patience...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, during AYG..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A IJC senior, she called me elmo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But whenever I talks, the IJC will laugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats somehow makes me happy.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another IJC senior also ask me why I am such a loner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was seen sitting alone while others are there chatting or playing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I nvr answer as I dunno....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ffel like an extra wherever I go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly a person pop out of no where when people is playing happily...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isnt that an extra....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But nvm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I got a nickname when I at AYG by the IJC senior which is elmo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope things will be better and I can find someone I am close with soon....&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-7074391677501199914?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7074391677501199914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=7074391677501199914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7074391677501199914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7074391677501199914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-realise-i-am-not-invited-for.html' title='I just realise I am not invited for anything at all.....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SkYNbjN3MqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/FEL89fZRpKg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-3722018980703569110</id><published>2009-06-26T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:37:13.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dunno......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SkS85jdGjvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_gRO4CkM38E/s1600-h/sad_man-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SkS85jdGjvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_gRO4CkM38E/s320/sad_man-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351609954178862834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel so alone....&lt;div&gt;I saw things thats about me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not a pleasant sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I wished I know what they are thinking and I will improve myslef based of what they think of me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant we just be friends despite all things have happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I make a decision of being happy from the otuside while sad in the inside..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My words, actions has it ever be notice ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I say I am fine actually I don feel fine at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always want to find someone who understand the matter th chat about all my troubles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always wan people to talk to me about that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no one did...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They nvr ask....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, I feel abit shameless by asking the question I wan they ask in Msn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wan to hear words that I  yearn to hear long ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep on saying the same things allover the same things as I wan to be notice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to be notice because of my size but my presence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being ignore is terrible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being cold to me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am really scared of being alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aryna, Jasmine, Jean, Shini, Syafiq and Yu Xuan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are one of my wonderful memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I say out, you will laugh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What they make me feel they are memorable is all because of a Hi they said..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not those Hi when you saw the person and the person saw you where you nod or say hi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I nvr see them and they called out for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually cry at the spot when they say Hi but they nvr see that ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silly right....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memorable to me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shini is not a Hi though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She gave me my first card...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first "Mother" Card..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am stunned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don dare to put it in my bag in case it is crumpled...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till now all my presents or card I kept it in a box and nvr used it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To remember the memories they gave me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I just wan a person who know everything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can share my troubles ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sze Yong is now one of my memories too.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-3722018980703569110?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3722018980703569110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=3722018980703569110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/3722018980703569110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/3722018980703569110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dunno.html' title='I dunno......'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SkS85jdGjvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_gRO4CkM38E/s72-c/sad_man-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-1126610350475144425</id><published>2009-06-26T13:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:55:49.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is self esteem important?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Just answer TRUE or FALSE to each question (if you cannot answer 100% TRUE, then answer FALSE):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. Other people are not better off or more fortunate than me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I accept myself as I am and am happy with myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I enjoy socializing                                                            (True)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I deserve love and respect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I feel valued and needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6. I don't need others to tell me I have done a good job            (True)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7. Being myself is important                                                  (True)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8. I make friends easily                                                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;9. I can accept criticism without feeling put down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;10. I admit my mistakes openly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I never hide my true feelings                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;12. I always speak up for myself and put my views across         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;13. I am a happy, carefree person                                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;14. I don't worry what others think of my views &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I don't need others' approval to feel good                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;16. I don't feel guilty about doing or saying what I want             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELF-ESTEEM TEST RESULTS:Total number of TRUE answers you gave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15-16 : YOU HAVE A HIGH LEVEL OF SELF ESTEEM !&lt;br /&gt;12-14 : NOT BAD, BUT THERE'S ROOM FOR YOU TO IMPROVE&lt;br /&gt;8-11 : LOW SELF ESTEEM - IT'S HOLDING YOU BACK&lt;br /&gt;BELOW 8 : YOUR ESTEEM IS DRASTICALLY LOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sms by Angel to do this test...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyone can do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just type out true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The rest is false and unsure.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hais..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/3871794835222462491-1126610350475144425?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-3235138837310169569</id><published>2009-06-25T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:58:21.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am not strong afterall....'/><title type='text'>I am really confused...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SkOcJaBFvLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GBDrRm_MeTQ/s1600-h/happiness-jpg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SkOcJaBFvLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GBDrRm_MeTQ/s320/happiness-jpg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351292467662929074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I sometimes really wished there is someone who is there for me. &lt;div&gt;I got nobody who has ever stand up for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really need understanding on why I am like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone who understand how I feel deep in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I have a look at the contacts of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wan to call a friend to watch Threads Of Destiny wiht me but to no avail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant find a single one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of them is friends that I know but not close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never succeeded in asking someone out and have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realise that I do not have any close friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what if I get to know alot of people but they are not close to me at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My quiz that I set no one have ever hit 70 or even 100.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends quiz....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have people who scored 80 and 100...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so envy of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isit so hard to knowme afterall?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why I am so eager to know someone well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While the others don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really feel so confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I make a decision and nothing can make me change my mind anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still get affected of how people think of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do mind how people think of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feels so lonely and bored with no one to talk to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I walk around the mall around seeking for a companion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do not understand why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want someone I am closw with badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Badly........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-3235138837310169569?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3235138837310169569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=3235138837310169569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/3235138837310169569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/3235138837310169569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-really-confused.html' title='I am really confused...'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SkOcJaBFvLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GBDrRm_MeTQ/s72-c/happiness-jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-7511811949847111515</id><published>2009-06-25T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:32:21.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel really confused....&lt;div&gt;Feel very confusd...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can anyone understand how I feel now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno what to do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really dunno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-7511811949847111515?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7511811949847111515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=7511811949847111515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7511811949847111515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/7511811949847111515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-really-confused.html' title=''/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-5467674291443727245</id><published>2009-06-24T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:20:41.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is a long time since I feel so happy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SkH35CLTQSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/u00siQY_FVY/s1600-h/happiness.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SkH35CLTQSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/u00siQY_FVY/s320/happiness.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350830391501734178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha..&lt;div&gt;Hihi, everyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How is everyone holidays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isit fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its time for me to let go of the past...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though the memories is really the sweetest......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CelloBass is going to rot sooner or later with thier skills like this include mine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much of being a member but doin nothing......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Action still speak louder than words as from what Maybelle says...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am decided to help Yongwen afterall..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These few days keep on thinking what I can do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially how I am going to apologise to Angelica....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have make them sound like bad guys ya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now how am I going to amend it.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha nevermind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have anyone like monkeys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are the cutest animal on earth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha monkeys Rockz!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-5467674291443727245?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5467674291443727245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=5467674291443727245' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-79327842713154315</id><published>2009-06-23T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:24:00.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams? Will they ever be true??</title><content type='html'>These few days my dreams is weird....&lt;div&gt;Romance isit really as sweet as chocalates??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just no I am really tired now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isit a good thing to feel tired now..??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I now need is courage and the ability to accpet what people say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wan to chat with Angelica especially talking all sorts of crap...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really have changed for the wrong purposes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whtaever I am doin now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is not making everyone happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I wan in the past..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is to make everyone happy and there won be arguments.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I will try and learn my mistakes and learn from it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don wan to be a person I am not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one wans to be someone they are not too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope this time I can do it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I break the trust...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust is not easy to be gain....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wan to gain it back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I can....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-79327842713154315?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/79327842713154315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=79327842713154315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/79327842713154315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/79327842713154315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/06/dreams-will-they-ever-be-true.html' title='Dreams? Will they ever be true??'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-6024449549012826541</id><published>2009-06-21T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:41:50.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am a failure.....'/><title type='text'>I feel very lonely and bored for the first time....</title><content type='html'>My blog....&lt;div&gt;My words...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My feelings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Understanding....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant get people really understand what I mean...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always get people think the other way round...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wan someone to explain but is there a need for it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think alot of things the past few days.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really no what people are thinking....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their acitons and words are nvr understand by me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ability to hold a conversation is not long too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a second I thought I got someone to chat to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next second, this thought is untrue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does everyone think I really push blame to others....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHta evidence den...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might sound like but I am not..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really dunno how to explain for myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also doubt anyone will listen to me......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I just wan....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*confused*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don mean that make myself sound like victim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Make you all be bad guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I won ever do that nither I will push the blame..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;As pushing blame will only make the matter worst..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Have I break everyone trust..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Why everyone must think I wan to help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Or ask a "What are you doin" question is with a reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cant I ask for the sake of asking or help becasue I like to help...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I thought I can chat with Angel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Now I doubt so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wish I am Edward ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So I can read people mind...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-6024449549012826541?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/6024449549012826541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=6024449549012826541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/6024449549012826541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/6024449549012826541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-very-lonely-and-bored-for-first.html' title='I feel very lonely and bored for the first time....'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd StUff?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14969622153323302630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IZsMb7rZCt8/SEEEAFNolWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bIqBIxmOUjE/S220/snowdrakcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3871794835222462491.post-2036460737460585822</id><published>2009-06-18T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:19:25.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just dunno why I can be so nasty when I don feel like to be one...</title><content type='html'>It all comes down to one word..&lt;div&gt;Selfish....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don;t know why when they are just trying to talk things out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel angered and want to challenged back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya, Jocelyn will be saying again I do no thave the rights to be angered..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my feelings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wished someone understand me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just give me someone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don really want to be like these...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I know I have crossed the line...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know alot of things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I nvr do anything about it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just sit there and think....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder what I have left....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really have lost my friends these time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can someone give me some answers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know feel terrible..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is alot of things I have yet to solve...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can someone guide me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wan to have a punching bag....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tags I replied doesnt sound friendly at all.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I actually know the reason or I do not know it at all.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wan to talk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I nvr explain things, do I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do they know why I be like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I am feeling after doin all that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do they..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never know.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-2036460737460585822?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2036460737460585822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3871794835222462491&amp;postID=2036460737460585822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/2036460737460585822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3871794835222462491/posts/default/2036460737460585822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-dunno-why-i-can-be-so-nasty-when.html' title='I just dunno why I can be so nasty when I don feel like to be one...'/><author><name>Ok ArE ALL AnGeL GoOd aNd 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actions which is can terribly piss of my friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CelloBass standard 09 definitely is not like the standard of CelloBass 08..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it yet I choose to do nothing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;My Lady&lt;/span&gt;" ask us to return for practices today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as to buck up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which sectional leader won't be scared that the section has fallen because of poor guidance..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I reply her..'My standard is there, I do not need to go"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which must have angered &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Apple&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She called me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said"You think you are skillful?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said     "Ya"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said"As if!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel angry actually..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel insulted......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though it is my fault for being rude and sarcastic..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Half of the reason for why I nvr go today to the practice is this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another half is my mum angry for sth I have done and don let me go school when I told her there is practice today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is getting more complicated as days past...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friendship that I want to save is totally ruined now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday at CO time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sit somehow near "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;My Lady&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She stand up and walk away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the meaning of these..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I being sensitive and think too much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant thing of any postive things too think of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inside me, I really want to talk with them like in the past...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things arent better in the holidays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't stop thinking what people around me are talking about..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are they talking about me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats my main concern..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I suffered from any disease?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why I just scared of so much things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't find a place where I can be alone and think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everywhere I go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant stop thinking what are they doin....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are they complaining about me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cause my friend &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Megan&lt;/span&gt; phone to be confiscate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so guilty..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't do anyhting right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I scared I can't control my emotion one day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And broke out in front of them.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A big size guy like me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't even do a simple thing right....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also dunno why I am always misunderstood..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe not always but I still cant get over it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read the result of my quiz and horoscope...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all sound so good..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if I am so good..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why I still lose friends....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't I keep friends by my side..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DON UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I wished eveything never changes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dream about it every night..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The days and the memories.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can choose not to believe it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dream part of it will always have the memories...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno why or how...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every emotional song or Romance and Friendship  shows...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trigger the memories and what had happen.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wan answer for these.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3871794835222462491-1247670434833858836?l=truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truth-nvr-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/1247670434833858836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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