<?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-33536080</id><updated>2012-01-27T16:26:49.222+08:00</updated><category term='I&apos;ll never left you out.'/><category term='i missed you ):'/><category term='Lasting'/><category term='Crying doesn&apos;t help :('/><category term='know'/><category term='Won&apos;t cry'/><category term='only you'/><category term='I hated you'/><category term='I&apos;m Still Counting Down Aimlessly. /Somehow'/><category term='Beautiful Side Of Yours'/><category term='&quot; i love you &quot;'/><category term='Bid-Goodbye'/><category term='We smiled'/><category term='thoughts of you'/><category term='Those Thoughts.Nd Your Presence Sucks Big Time :D'/><category term='How much i love toots =DD'/><category term='Terrible day'/><category term='Happy 11th Month Anniversary :('/><category term='Thank you for everything manxzxz.'/><category term='Missing Th Greatest Moment Of Yesterday With You'/><category term='always'/><category term='You was one of th best gift'/><category term='I&apos;ll be leaving'/><category term='i miss you'/><category term='it&apos;ll never (...)'/><category term='stay strong'/><category term='feeling down'/><category term='But Im In Love With You. 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But luckily, I've all these photos for me to reminisce whenever i like. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to last week. Went to Singapore Zoo with my favourite boy for the first time. When we reached there, the weather just spoiled our day like that. Totally. But something good was: It's damn damn damn windy. Which means i hardly perspire and i like it. ^^ Kind of disappointed though. My favourite Polar bears are no longer available @ the Zoo. Which means i didn't get to see them during my trip anymore. ): So we left the place @ about 5.45pm. Then headed down to town to settle our dinner @Javier's. Shopped @ Flea market then back home (: Indeed a tiring day for us. But i enjoyed myself for sure. Wish i've more of these days, totally so sweet and loving. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm extremely looking forward to Christmas! Shopping for prezzieeeeeeeeeee~ :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-5295611222716901088?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5295611222716901088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=5295611222716901088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/5295611222716901088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/5295611222716901088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2011/11/challenges.html' title='Challenges'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-8923375084136121752</id><published>2011-11-09T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T22:47:50.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life still goes on.</title><content type='html'>"A woman's heart is deeper than ocean"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been 1234567 years since I last blogged. Almost forgot that I've this tiny little space of mine to rant and share about my life. So yes, I should start with something I hate doing almost every day. You're right, it's school life; waking up early for lesson from Monday to Friday. :( school life sucks so much. But on the brighter side, I'm graduating in less than half a year yo! Can't wait, can't wait! ^^ At least for now, I'm only playing with 2 modules. Which consist only one exam based module, another one project based. Since first term start, B had gone for his attachment. Which means I've been really independent for the past two months. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for now, I'm looking forward to christmas for no special reason. Next will be New year, which means its gonna be a new year and a new start. Whatever bad that happened in 2011 shall be left behind! :) So many occasions are awaiting for me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since B's attachment, i've been spending lesser time with him. I would usually accompany him for lunch every Monday and Thursday. So he only managed to stay over at my place on every Friday(s) and sometimes Saturday. Hmm, so out of 7days in a week; I'm always looking forward to only Friday and Saturday. HAHA. Even if we spend our every Saturdays at the same place, I'm happy enough. Hehe :) Really wants his attachment to end 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;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Days are so different now. I knew; I need you more than I though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna spend eternity with you. And only you. I love you so much, my silly B. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-8923375084136121752?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8923375084136121752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=8923375084136121752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8923375084136121752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8923375084136121752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2011/11/womans-heart-is-deeper-than-ocean-its.html' title='Life still goes on.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-3602618695690572251</id><published>2011-05-09T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T20:20:05.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's you. It has always been you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="LoveX3" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/elaff6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to this empty space of mine. I kinda miss posting here almost every day back then. I wanna talk and share about everything baby and I is going through... Awww. I miss baby so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm back to school. &amp;amp; this is like don't-know the how many weeks of school already. Aww, so i'm officially a Year 2 student. A year more to go then i'll be done with it. Basically, life in school still suck. Haiii. This new teacher of mine is just piling up homeworks. Accounting &amp;amp; taxation... However, Tourism lessons are still the best. Kind of much relaxing than the others. So right now, CAs are coming up.&lt;br /&gt;Actually... I can't wait for June holidays. Though mommy and sister will be going overseas, but I chose to stay in Singapore with love. :) Then baby will be coming over to my place and stay. Woohoooooooo. Okay, it's still a long way to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, mommy is so cute. She said she's not a mom during Mommy's day. Cause none of her daughters actually buy her something, neither did her daughters wish her. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, belated mommy's day okay! :) Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-3602618695690572251?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3602618695690572251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=3602618695690572251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3602618695690572251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3602618695690572251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2011/05/ill-be-there.html' title='I&apos;ll be there.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i53.tinypic.com/elaff6_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-50575364832363000</id><published>2011-04-05T00:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T01:03:54.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPYGIRL92.</title><content type='html'>This holiday was so exciting! I enjoyed myself since day 1 of holiday. :D Bby stayed over at my place like almost every day! Woohoo, lovin' it muchie!! That's so wonderful about my holidays. But it's coming to an end veh soon!! Then bby will only stay over during weekends. :( &lt;br /&gt;But, tonight i'm spending my night without bby boy. :( Any way, had my second driving lesson in the afternoon with bby. I swear that instructor suck much lor. Wtv, cause I'm gonna fixed my instructor veh soon! Then headed down to Bugis, to get my chicken burger! (Y)Veh veh nice okay! I know bby love it too! Followed by JP for dinner, as bby wanna have steamboat. Met mom over @ JP, then home-d together with bby too. &lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I'm feeling veh excited! B'cuz I'm so gonna travel to Genting with bby in two weeks time again! (Y) I'm happygirl92. ^^ The feeling is extremely great! YES, AM ANTICIPATING!!!!!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-50575364832363000?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/50575364832363000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=50575364832363000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/50575364832363000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/50575364832363000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2011/04/happygirl92.html' title='HAPPYGIRL92.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-2134767517744613096</id><published>2011-03-20T13:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T13:16:00.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays!!</title><content type='html'>Hiiiiiii. Had been real busy. Every day is packed with activities with love. Ever since the first day of holidays. Four days of work @ IT fair, then the whole week was out with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WWW with love, sissy &amp;amp; her boyfeeee on tuesday. (Y) Finally bby wanna go WWW with me!!!!!! Then caught "Mars needs mom" &amp;amp; Home-d @ 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A night stayed over @ MBS with family and bby on Wed. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down to Marina and had Yuki yaki with bby, Kbox aftermath on thurs. (: Bby stayed over @ my place!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner over @ bby's place on friday. Bby stayed over again!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ECP to cycle with bby and his friends. Yesterday was a shit day, cause it rained!!!! ): But we managed to cycle for two hours, then down to serangoon for dinner. Home @ almost 11.30pm. But but, bby didn't stayed over!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bby and I need to go for our practical lesson soon. By this coming week, we gonna start!!!! However, My holidays started off in a good way!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope this holidays won't end. ): ): I'm enjoying every day to the fullest! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-2134767517744613096?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2134767517744613096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=2134767517744613096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2134767517744613096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2134767517744613096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2011/03/holidays.html' title='Holidays!!'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-2949303559065377326</id><published>2011-03-19T00:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T00:37:09.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovable baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="THE LOVE OF MY LIFE." src="http://i55.tinypic.com/2j0xoh2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month of holiday is finally here. I'm just done with my four days of IT fair &amp;amp; now enjoying the remaining holiday with my love.&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from a night stay @ MBS with family and love. &amp;amp; love is staying over at my place for two nights. Lovin' it ttvm. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, I'll be back soon. Xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-2949303559065377326?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2949303559065377326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=2949303559065377326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2949303559065377326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2949303559065377326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2011/03/lovable-baby.html' title='Lovable baby'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i55.tinypic.com/2j0xoh2_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-7076867024506918811</id><published>2011-03-03T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T13:45:47.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams &amp; exams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Going the extra mile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to give school a miss yesterday and today. Despite knowing that exams are so near. But my tummy is so terribly pain. ): Any way, bby also forbid me to attend school. ^^ So I've got to self study at home. But, somehow my resting time is always much longer than my studying time. No choice uh, I can't resist... my bed!!!! But i know i've got t study over th weekends, cause exams is less than 4 days time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, bby is coming over to my place now now now!! (Y) Happy me!! I hope he's going to study with me later!! ^^ But he's leaving in th evening for dinner ): Nevermind, tomorrow he's gonna stay over!!!! I don't care! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to rest, and get back to my revision later! &gt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-7076867024506918811?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7076867024506918811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=7076867024506918811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7076867024506918811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7076867024506918811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2011/03/exams-exams.html' title='Exams &amp; exams.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-531274124154762640</id><published>2011-02-20T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T16:37:48.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cycling 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's amazing how you could always make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="1" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/1z2qao8.jpg" width="200" height="280" /&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Bby" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/2ihl4b5.jpg" width="210" height="280" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19/2 @ Sat.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up as early as 9am in the morning. Bby went to get Mac breakfast for me &amp;amp; my family!! He doesn't allow me to go down because i wanna wear my pyjamas down!! HAHA. Headed to ECP with bby ytd afternoon. I swear, I'm not gonna take bus there anymore. It took us 1.5hours of bus ride before reaching there! Headache + ass numb. ): Just as we reached PP,it started to pour. So we I went to fix my bracelet first, &amp;amp; It could be fixed!! But i've got to wait for a week. ): Then bby told me the rain will stop soon.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to get my favourite grass jelly milk tea @ KOI. ^^ Then hawker for late lunch!! Then rain stopppppp!! And it's cycling time!! That pig always doesn't allow me to cycle. ): Then whenever I wanna cycle, the paddle always move so fast and i can't catch up with the pace. So throughout the whole two hours, my legs are up resting, while he cycle me around. Like usual, people always looked at me &amp;amp; my beautiful pair of legs. Because, I'm resting like some kind of 'princess' lol. Aft cycling, bby is sweating so much. But, lovin' him max still. (:&lt;br /&gt;Bugis for steamboat after that!! Because i've the sudden urge to have steamboat!! ^^ Bby send me back home and stayed over again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo, lovin' my dearest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-531274124154762640?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/531274124154762640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=531274124154762640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/531274124154762640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/531274124154762640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2011/02/cycling-2011.html' title='Cycling 2011'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i53.tinypic.com/1z2qao8_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-1697272517095573975</id><published>2011-02-17T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T15:59:40.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;With your presence, every day is already Valentine's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really dislike waking up for school nowadays. Have been skipping school like no one's business. I never failed to feel so tired every time i wake up for school. School is making me feel so bored. Thank god, but i hope this one last year will go on smoothly and quickly. I'm really sick and tired of school life. ): I know my interest for studies are already dead. ALL DEAD. I've gave up. ):&lt;br /&gt;However, major exams are coming in early march. Sigh ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;@14Feb'2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 365DAYS, BABY!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="2011" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/2vrx2mc.jpg" width="350" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended as late as 2plus that day. Headed down to Cine's cathay to catch 'What women wants' @4:50pm. I actually slept 1hour30minutes throughout the movie!! LOL. &amp;amp; bby says he won't want to watch movie with me next time anymore. ): After movie, we headed down to Ion for dinner @ Swensens. &amp;amp; bby bought me a G-star long sleeves. Thank you bby, love you muchiex. (:&lt;br /&gt;It's indeed a short and simple celebration, due to school. ): But, I enjoyed this special day with you. Finally home-d @ 10pm, &amp;amp; bby stayed over that night. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@13Feb'&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to Zoe's place @12plus. Main reason was to bake cookies for bby for valentine! She's very nice, because she had actually helped me bought those ingredients. (: Bake loads of cookies for bby as Valentine's gift. I hope he love it though. Any way, I had a great time baking @ Zoe's place. (: I'm home @ 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@12Feb'&lt;br /&gt;Caught homecoming with bby @ plaza sing GV. I finally got to watch it after so long! By then it's evening already, had our fav kimchi noodle as usual. Walked around and home-d. Bby stayed over again! Bby had been staying over at my place recently! Lovin' it much! (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-1697272517095573975?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1697272517095573975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=1697272517095573975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1697272517095573975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1697272517095573975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2011/02/with-your-presence-every-day-is-already.html' title=''/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i56.tinypic.com/2vrx2mc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-6251404687514602067</id><published>2011-02-06T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T22:52:08.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful 2011 CNY</title><content type='html'>Four days of holidays is almost coming to an end. Very sad, but what to do. Wish holidays could have extend. Hate going to school so much. ): Say a big NO to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, for the past three days of CNY, baby had been staying over at my place. (Y) I'm lovin' it. But, he's always snatching bolster and bed with me ): But, yesterday we had some talk together before we turn in. Love it. I want baby to stay over more more often!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY eve, it's baby's birthday. But I didn't get to celebrate it much with him. ): Cause schedule is so packed. Reunion dinner @ night with family @ Tian tian. Followed baby back home after that. He MJ for awhile, then B accompanied me to Chinese garden. Dad fetch me to his friend house and baby headed home alone. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I'm home @ 1+ am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one of CNY, headed down to granny's place. Baby and relatives came over. Not long later, headed down to Baby's relative place. Then back to granny's place again; blackjack. Caught ' The great world' @ Tiong's GV with Baby, cuzzie, sister and uncle. Home @ nearly 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two of CNY, headed down to granny's place again. Had steamboat lunch, blackjack awhile then off to 'he pan' with baby. (: Home @ 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day three of CNY, headed down to baby's place. Did nothing, then met family @ resort world. Caught Voyage de la vie, and it's damn awesome okay! This also include that i'm seated at the front rows. :D Aft the show, bus-ed down to JP's NTUC,. Home-d @ nearly 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, relatives came over. MJ &amp;amp; blackjack. ^^ Zoe came over as well. Had a great time!! (: But, something very sad. Baby went home, and he's not staying over tonight ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-6251404687514602067?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6251404687514602067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=6251404687514602067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6251404687514602067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6251404687514602067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2011/02/wonderful-2011-cny.html' title='Wonderful 2011 CNY'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-1025692478886869562</id><published>2011-02-02T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T12:32:37.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bby's Birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NINETEENTH BIRTHDAY, BABY! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna head out with baby later, then reunion dinner with family in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I'll be back soon. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-1025692478886869562?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1025692478886869562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=1025692478886869562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1025692478886869562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1025692478886869562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2011/02/bbys-birthday.html' title='Bby&apos;s Birthday.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-8952049784300213113</id><published>2011-01-26T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T19:03:12.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A special meaning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Love gave me a special meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly a week more and it's CNY. Looking forward to it? Well,  I guess somehow. I wanna wear my new heels, I wanna wear my new clothes, I wanna spend my CNY with my love. (: I'm also looking forward to Valentine. Opps. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I must say school really suck so much. I'm always feeling so reluctant to wake up for school early in the morning. ): Because, once I thought of the school hours for especially Monday and Tuesday, it only makes me feel like skipping school again. ): Can't wait for a year more till i graduate (Though I know there's still a long way to go)&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Banking's paper is down. Felt so relieved though. However, there's still Oral presentation, Role-play coming up. Lastly, final exam during march. School just makes me feel so bored. Nothing much to anticipate about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna accompany baby to buy his CNY stuffs by this week!!! He's such a slow pok, and he had got nothing for CNY yet. Wanna catch some movie this weekends with B alrd. So many shows that I wanna catch! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gi&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ve me more strength. Give me more courgae. Lastly, give me more faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-8952049784300213113?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8952049784300213113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=8952049784300213113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8952049784300213113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8952049784300213113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2011/01/special-meaning.html' title='A special meaning.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-7433876607795914385</id><published>2011-01-15T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T23:11:43.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With you by my side, I've nothing to fear about...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brand new year, and yet it already started to pass by so slowly. (Not a good sign) It's only first week of school. ): I've such a hard time waiting for weeks to pass even before the next holiday arrives. (Which is prolly 9weeks later) I seriously don't like school, because I'll always turn in late the night before. &amp;amp; early in the morning, I've to drag myself out of bed to get to school. ): Then ended up, KO-ing in class while having lessons. :/ This is such a bad habit though. Thus, I really hope 'time' will really play their part well by passing every minutes and seconds faster. I'm anticipating every weekends so much! That's the only time where I don't have to attend school! (Y) A lot and a lot of assignments are piling up. ):&lt;br /&gt;About three weeks later, it's CNY. Less than three weeks, it's Baby's 19th. (: About a month later, it's Valentine......... I've so much to prepare... &amp;amp; I've to postpone moving of house to next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to today.&lt;br /&gt;Met baby to market for lunch. Then trained down to Kallang, had our K session. It's been seriously so long since i last stepped into Kbox with baby. Sang all the way from 2.30 to 5.30? Then baby wanted to head down to town. (Yes, it's town again) Almost every week, I'm like heading to town for like at least once? Walked around, then B had a bad headache. Headed back earlier, &amp;amp; I'm back home like @ 9.30? That's omg, so early. :/ Any way, what's much important is that I've spend my beautiful Saturday with my dearest.(: &amp;amp; I'm lovin' every minute and seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eleven months had passed. I'm anticipating for the next month as it marks the twelfth month. Actually the months and years doesn't matter much to me though. It's the process of how we love and value each other that matters most. I bet memories of how we got together are playing on my mind like a series of drama. I should say time really flies, time indeed waits for no man. It was like yesterday that we've just got together. Through those ups and downs, I've see myself growing up, I've see myself going through the thick and thins together with you. Thanks for your eleven months of tolerance, my dear boy. I know it had been very hard on you. Needless to say, y'know I love you most. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-7433876607795914385?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7433876607795914385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=7433876607795914385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7433876607795914385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7433876607795914385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2011/01/with-you-by-my-side-ive-nothing-to-fear.html' title=''/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-6926332481992277867</id><published>2011-01-02T01:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T02:06:55.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2010, Welcome 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Having you by my side is more than just a blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="It's 2011 now!" src="http://i55.tinypic.com/oq93s0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, 2010 had came to an end. It's a brand new year, a brand new start now. So, whatever that had happened in the past year 2010, we shall leave it behind us and move on. I believe 2011 would definitely be a better year. After all, I'm still feeling rather thankful. Especially towards B, b'cause no matter what he's always there for me. I know he's the best. He gave me a awesome 2010, a year worth remembering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had a great New year eve countdown with my darling boy. How about you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this is only the first year i celebrated/spent X'mas and New year eve celebrations with B. However, I know there's a lot more years that is coming our way. We've just got to wait patiently for it to come.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to New year eve countdown... Had a night stay @ Festive Hotel with B, &amp;amp; family. To celebrate Sister's birthday, and as well as countdown party. So, it's like my second time staying over at Festive Hotel. I still love staying at Festival to Hard Rock; Like seriously. So, Mommy and daddy went for Countdown dinner @ Hard Rock's ballroom, while B and I went to USS for countdown.&lt;em&gt; Yes, it's USS again.&lt;/em&gt; It started from 9pm, Activities were so boring. So, what we did was walking from one end of the USS, to another for umpteen of times. Some rides were on, but the waiting time was so long. Had Prata set for dinner, then it's like almost time to countdown already. Fireworks ain't as pretty, as beautiful as i thought. But i really think, the Countdown suck. ): Left USS immediately after countdown. Down to one of the pub @ Outram with B. Then I'm back at hotel @ 4plus?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, one more thing. I seriously don't know where or what are the taxi drivers doing. There's freaking no cab at all. That's very scary you know. So yesterday, as my cab passed by St.James, the people outside waiting for cabs are damn damn freaking scary. SO MANY PEOPLE, yet there's not even a cab. That's the worst thing it gonna be after party.&lt;br /&gt;So checked out in the morning, and headed down to JP w B. Had dinner @ Relative's place again. Back home @ 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, it's sad to know school is starting in another one week time. I don't like school. ): Feeling superb reluctant to complete my assignments. ): Arghhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;B'cause you always made me do the things that i've always thought was impossible. Even if it's my greatest fear. I love you. &amp;amp; Goodnight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-6926332481992277867?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6926332481992277867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=6926332481992277867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6926332481992277867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6926332481992277867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2011/01/goodbye-2010-welcome-2011.html' title='Goodbye 2010, Welcome 2011!'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i55.tinypic.com/oq93s0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-533108987606969190</id><published>2010-12-28T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T01:37:05.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Without your love, I would die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been raining for almost a week, so much rain it made everyday seemed so restless and gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;It's so late, I've never failed to turn in late nowadays. I can't sleep, I don't know why. So much that I've been thinking. From day one, till today. So much thing happened, be it good or bad; tears or laughter. I've been missing it every day. Could it be the tears that brought us strong and the laughter that brought us happier? I know you're the best in me. You always told me, you'd do anything to change it even it means to cost your life. B'cause of all these, until today 28th Dec 2010, I'm still holding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For you, I'll climb the highest mountain, I'll swim the deepest sea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-533108987606969190?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/533108987606969190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=533108987606969190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/533108987606969190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/533108987606969190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/12/without-your-love-i-would-die.html' title=''/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-4233472066431637731</id><published>2010-12-27T01:55:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T02:25:51.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 2:10am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;We'll complete the whole book with our romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" width="385" alt="2010 X'mas" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/33ynu4i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2.10am on my clock now. &amp;amp; I'm still awake. B'cause i don't know what can i do, I'm bored, I'm very tired; But i just can't sleep. B's not home yet. :( I miss you. And my sickening block nose is bugging me. ):&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, I can't wait till 31st come. I wanna countdown with B again. I wanna stay over @ Sentosa with B too. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centeR&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="2010 X'mas" src="http://i51.tinypic.com/x3sg7p.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="2010 X'mas" src="http://i55.tinypic.com/2w5n8kg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's still you, the one that I'll be loving ten years down the road. What a complete. :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-4233472066431637731?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4233472066431637731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=4233472066431637731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4233472066431637731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4233472066431637731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-210am.html' title='It&apos;s 2:10am.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i56.tinypic.com/33ynu4i_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-4307905620506601871</id><published>2010-12-25T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T14:47:59.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010's Christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;You don't have to be the prettiest star. I'll still love you like always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO EVERYONE. HAVE A GREAT DAY AHEAD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very fast, 2010 is coming to an end. In less than a week, we'll be counting down to a new year. Can't wait for the new year to come. However, this year's Christmas, I'm gonna say it's a great one! Because i managed to spend it with Baby. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Down to Plaza Sing first and settled our lunch @ Ajisen, Scape next and got Sister a pack of film for her as X'mas gift. Then walked around the whole town. FEP for chicken rice(Y). Then to Bugis, Magic balls got me losing all my tokens away this Christmas. ): Lastly, down to town for countdown. This year's countdown so screwed, so strict. Police are all over. But my dearest lovely darling is with me. Thank god, he made my Christmas night a wonderful and memorable one. Love you much, B. And I'm finally home @ 3am. Beat tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, I doubt i'll be meeting B. ):  I'll be going over to my relative's place for dinner, but B won't be joining me. ): &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; In less than 12hours, Christmas will be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time; indeed is teleporting. I'm not wasting them away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-4307905620506601871?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4307905620506601871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=4307905620506601871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4307905620506601871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4307905620506601871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010s-christmas.html' title='2010&apos;s Christmas.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-4895377278863729444</id><published>2010-12-19T23:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T00:17:04.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A better sunday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today could have been a better Sunday if B decided to stay longer over at my place. :( He's such a bad gamer. He left earlier just because he wanna go home and play his game. &gt;: Such a bad B, but ofcourse I love him ttvm. :D&lt;br /&gt;Holidays, without jobs, means I'm gonna be broke anytime! &gt;: I'm so gonna rot, But i want job!! This holiday, I've so much of assignments to handle, and i think i'll never be on task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This will goes on, till ever....... I'm only meant to be yours. I'll tell you, you're in every page of my life. Love you deep deep, B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-4895377278863729444?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4895377278863729444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=4895377278863729444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4895377278863729444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4895377278863729444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/12/till-ever.html' title='A better sunday.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-2223788525465808755</id><published>2010-12-18T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T23:55:11.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a pain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're amazing just the way you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life itself, sometimes can be such a pain. Seriously, what's the thing that's lacking? Sometimes i feel like giving my life a hard kick. All along, i thought life is always being fair in one way or another. But right now, I feel so wronged. It doesn't work that way anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it so much when I've to be the one that mean no value. I don't like the feeling. It feels like I'm being left behind in a long run, without supports. Why life has got to be like this? Why, I seriously don't understand. Life always make me feel so tired. Life always make me give up and stop trying. It might take you only a second to fall, but it's gonna take you a lifetime to get back on your feet. I'm so so extremely tired after this long run, I'm so tired of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday started. I don't feel like staying at home, I wanna keep myself occupy with activities so much. I'll seriously go mad staying at home facing the four corners of the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes with a smile on my face, doesn't mean everything is going on well. Neither does it mean that everything is perfect for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words, 'Screwed Life'. I'm done, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-2223788525465808755?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2223788525465808755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=2223788525465808755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2223788525465808755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2223788525465808755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/12/such-pain.html' title='Such a pain.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-4976220359984620520</id><published>2010-12-14T20:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T20:38:13.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my Sour skittles much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;'Because of you; I laugh a lot louder, I cry a lot lesser and I smile a lot more.' -You're the only reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.tinypic.com/iy0v84.jpg" border="0" alt="B"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a sudden urge to blog! There, and here I am posting. Finally, like finally this is the last week of school already! December is usually the moments that are filled with joy because there are so many occasions coming! First it's Christmas, then it's New year eve countdown. And then, a new year 2011 will come by very soon! Looking forward to both occasions though. (:&lt;br /&gt;Christmas, I'm so gonna go and have buffet with B , then movie!! I hope lots of activities will occupy us that day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today is good. Except for the interview. It's so bad, their expectation is so high k. First, they asked me to dye my hair back to black. No. Then next, we've to tie our hair neat and TIDY. Next, we have to wear BLACK PANTS, with high wasit STOCKING in it. LOL. That's so crazy. It's a great company, but their requirements are so crazy. B is so smart, he knows I'm not gonna dye back my hair. &amp;amp; I'm definitely not working for them! So, there goes the thought of working for that company. So now I've to look for another job again!! ):&lt;br /&gt;Had Porridge and my favourite Snow ice mango @ Chinatown w B after interview. Home aftermath. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="IQF" src="http://i51.tinypic.com/102sap5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="IQF" src="http://i55.tinypic.com/35lcmlu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Monday. During lpd lesson, it's class outing to Yishun's Safra for a bowling session. In another words, it's part of my group's project to bring the class out for an outing. Everything went on quite smoothly, and I'm glad to say it's a success though. Finally, We're done with lpd project! What's left is we're to present all the photos taken into a presentation form, and we'll be done with everything! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holidays; I'm spending you wisely every day with my favourite B. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-4976220359984620520?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4976220359984620520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=4976220359984620520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4976220359984620520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4976220359984620520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-love-my-sour-skittles-much.html' title='I love my Sour skittles much.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i51.tinypic.com/iy0v84_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-5626115029841362483</id><published>2010-12-05T18:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T18:47:22.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Sunday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is as tiring as ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a boring Sunday. Tomorrow is monday, again. School = Bored.&lt;br /&gt;But but, in two weeks' time i'll be free from school! It's holidays!! Next thing, i'm happy about is all my CAs are down!(Y) I'm free from tests and tests!!! And Christmas is approaching, (Y)! Can't wait to spend it with B. Shopping, shopping and now it's time to shop!! It's sales almost everywhere! I just bought a platform yesterday, love it pretty much. (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, B came over to my place just now in the afternoon for lunch. Then he went back home after it, cause he need to prepare for his CA tomorrow. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Back to yesterday, Went Nexxx, City Sq Mall, Bugis then home. A bad Saturday? Firstly, Nexxx was packed with people!! That was like ohmygod. Supposed to catch Rapunzel with B, but ended up not. Cause all the slots were mostly full. :( Very sadz, so headed to Bugis for a walked and had my dinner at V8. Home aftermath. Bad, Bad, Bad.&lt;br /&gt;B, gonna bring to me watch Rapunzel soooooooooooooon!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-5626115029841362483?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5626115029841362483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=5626115029841362483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/5626115029841362483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/5626115029841362483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/12/boring-sunday.html' title='Boring Sunday.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-3868307718240033252</id><published>2010-11-26T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T21:00:53.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peektures!</title><content type='html'>Here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/14y64uf.jpg" border="0" alt="Hong kong"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.tinypic.com/2vvs2us.jpg" border="0" alt="Hong kong"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.tinypic.com/1zvp1j.jpg" border="0" alt="Hong kong"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.tinypic.com/vctnyv.jpg" border="0" alt="Hong kong"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.tinypic.com/21a019w.jpg" border="0" alt="Hong kong"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.tinypic.com/29vfghl.jpg" border="0" alt="Hong kong"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.tinypic.com/9gx76f.jpg" border="0" alt="Hong kong"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I miss travelling with you darling. Love those photos to the max! (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-3868307718240033252?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3868307718240033252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=3868307718240033252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3868307718240033252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3868307718240033252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/11/peektures.html' title='Peektures!'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/14y64uf_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-1284449266327577268</id><published>2010-11-26T00:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T22:12:56.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome plus best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;He might not be the brightest coloured crayons in the box. But he's still my favourite colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been through so much of thunder and storms, it didn't tore us apart; yet grew us stronger. Is this how strong love can be? Yes, this month is the ninth. You called it short, yes I may agree with you. Cause even if we were given forever, it's still not enough. All these while you've been a great+awesome+wonderful boyfriend. One that I can never get/find in this whole lifetime. Thanks for being the most outstanding one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because during wars, you'll always be the one fighting all the storms away. On the other hand, holding on to me so tightly, b'cuz you always told me you've never wanted to give up on us no matter what. Despite knowing that&lt;br /&gt;I'll always start the war, then you'll be the one salvaging every single little thing. And I'll end up hugging you, crying in your arms. I know how your heart feels, I know how much everything meant to you. I know they're all beyond words could say. You know all these while I've been harsh, and I know that's not a good excuse either. I'm doing my best to let everything goes on smoothly. Cause I believe one day these hard work would eventually be recognize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes your life is hard, and I truly understand. Ofcourse, if I'm able to help you with anything, I'm more than willing. I'm supposed to go through it with you, just like how you did to me. It's hard I know, but don't forget I'll be here for you. I'm sorry, I know I've gave you extra stress on this relationship, but we'll do our best to make it better! You always say I'm very naughty! :( I shall prove you wrong, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, ever since day one, I'm enjoying every moment spent with you. I don't mind wasting my whole life away being with you. :) most importantly, we shouldn't waste our time fighting all these wars so often!! (I know this I should tell myself:D)&lt;br /&gt;Simply love the times when I'm with you. Especially when we're talking about our life, our future. I know these days will come by soon! But baby, we've a lot more obstacles to come in our way. We'll make it as long as we're together as one! Baby, thank you for being such a nice darling! Love you much. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-1284449266327577268?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1284449266327577268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=1284449266327577268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1284449266327577268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1284449266327577268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/11/he-might-not-be-brightest-coloured.html' title='Awesome plus best!'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-1261728305904051184</id><published>2010-11-21T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T23:34:34.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything happens for a reason. Now i see why god made you part of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from Hong Kong yesterday's evening together with baby, mommy and sister. It was rather bored, yet a enjoying trip with baby's existence. Had a three nights stay at 8degree. Spent all my money, and got myself pretty much stuffs. Firstly, was my AX watch, love it to the max! Then got a thumbdrive for baby, and myself. Then a book and a photo album. Overall, i enjoyed! Because it's the first time baby travel on plane to a so-far country with me! :D Ofcourse there were tons of photos taken, but they're all up on facebook instead.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, now it's 37mins to Monday! I don't like school, cause i want holidays so badly! :( It's monday bluez again, add on so many tests are coming up. This sem is so extremely packed, don't like it! :( School is getting so bored as day pass by, argh! :(&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was a bad sunday ever. Hate it, though i managed to meet baby to town. Well, i guess i shouldn't be talking about today anymore! Till then! Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think i need a change. It's getting from bad to worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes in life, you have to let go of something in order to hold on to something better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life always make me feel like a fool. It's been a series of roller coaster ride lately. Hate it so much. The climate never fails to break me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, this is life. I always said this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-1261728305904051184?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1261728305904051184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=1261728305904051184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1261728305904051184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1261728305904051184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/11/whose-life.html' title='Whose life?'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-3876261655677882977</id><published>2010-11-13T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T23:02:38.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Life isn't to be cried, but to be fought for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was bad, except that I'm with baby all the while. Many things happened, it's all so bad. I don't like it much. :( But alright, everything's good now. Thank god. Indeed life gave me surprises. They gave me good times, they gave me bad times. I swore those bad times were so hard to handle, but I knew I have to. Afterall, I still managed to get hold back of everything.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, I know you will always stand by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School life wasn't that bad, I guess. Except I don't like banking lessons. :( It's making me fall asleep. It's a air-conditioned room plus books are so wordy. It's totally like last sem's BE! :( Hopefully, I'm able to concentrate more now! Otherwise, my results are not gonna improve. Just do it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, today is extremely bad. We both know, and we gave it a talk about it. Now, everything's got better. At least, I'm relieved. That's very good. I've been explaining to you since just now. I didn't blame you for it, I just want to pour out my thoughts. But I promise you, it won't happen again. We've been through almost everything within this short period of time. It might not be long, but being able to go&lt;br /&gt;through these thick and thin with you grew us stronger. It didn't go to a waste.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, thanks for always giving in to me. Thanks for always be there for me. Nevertheless, I love you much. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-3876261655677882977?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3876261655677882977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=3876261655677882977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3876261655677882977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3876261655677882977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/11/thought.html' title='Thought.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-1981344899051741623</id><published>2010-10-31T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T21:24:37.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaws</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I think my flaws always make me a worst person. I tends to forget things, I tends to mistaken things. I always do things that make you unhappy. I don't know why. But I have this bad habit, I know I've got to change and kick this habit away. Give me sometime... I promise I will. &lt;br /&gt;Sometime, I find myself rather weak in explaining in almost everything. I hate it, when things like that happen. Always, I never failed to feel helpless. I know you don't blame me, I know you will give me time to explain. But when this happen like that, I swear I don't mean it. &lt;br /&gt;I've too much flaws for you to accept me. I'm sorry, but I'll be someone better in time to come.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I love you. Xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-1981344899051741623?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1981344899051741623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=1981344899051741623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1981344899051741623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1981344899051741623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/10/flaws.html' title='Flaws'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-2593530049865540345</id><published>2010-10-31T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T18:23:36.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xoxo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;You don't achieve great things by looking at what you are. You achieve great things by looking at what you want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="USS, Baby." src="http://i53.tinypic.com/20kov7r.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Left home as early as 12 to meet bb, for movie at Plaza Sing. Caught 'the last excocism'. :) and I just came back from universal studio's halloween party with Bb (A night in the netherworld). It was indeed a fun yet tiring day! Now I'm finally finally home!! Mad tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i51.tinypic.com/ibdt1y.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i52.tinypic.com/20qxf01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/1687l11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i55.tinypic.com/rby5nk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i52.tinypic.com/v6jbpj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i55.tinypic.com/2re3wao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/10ofot1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i55.tinypic.com/1zg494n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/2884n40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/i5aqgj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/2621a8j.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/2412hl4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i55.tinypic.com/k06exz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/2hhly00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/ncb2hs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i52.tinypic.com/dmy7v7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/2howi7l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/2qsnrx4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i52.tinypic.com/2rcoayq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/15g4a3c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/w1fdkw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i51.tinypic.com/2qxmfs0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Halloween" src="http://i51.tinypic.com/25soja1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.tinypic.com/11ryg3k.jpg" border="0" alt="Halloween"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.tinypic.com/3010x07.jpg" border="0" alt="Halloween"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/33w5wrb.jpg" border="0" alt="Halloween"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;That day was such a tough fight. But because you gave in to me again and again, things never fail to remain the same. Because you are always the one who salvage this relationship. I appreciate these hard work you gave towards this relationship. Because of all these, we managed to go on smoothly even till today. Thanks! It feels really good to see you standing right in front of me getting ready to give me a big hug when my heart is upset. That's when I can pour all my feelings out in your arms and you will always comfort me. It might sounds very dramatic, but it's seriously feels like heaven. I'm happy as long as I'm with you. I'm happy as long as my days are spend with you. You're now my choice, not my option. And it can only be you, baby. Love you always. Xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-2593530049865540345?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2593530049865540345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=2593530049865540345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2593530049865540345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2593530049865540345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/10/xoxo.html' title='Xoxo'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i53.tinypic.com/20kov7r_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-1223704669987755791</id><published>2010-10-22T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T22:48:52.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Negative thoughts are like rats. They arrive in groups. One shows up and before you even know it; they have already taken over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Sem started already, and almost two weeks had passed. Banking Finance Service is boring, because it's like BE. :( So wordy, i don't like. Timetable is so much better than Sem 1. No slacking anymore, i need to work double hard. This month passed rather fast, i like it! Though i yearn for Dec holidays so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, had a small celebration for mommy's birthday. Bought her a cake and a French Connection's Watch. Hope she'll like it! (: Happy Birthday! May god bless you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby and I have been doing well in almost everything. A lot of things had changed, definitely it's so much better now. I like it! Baby gonna catch Paranormal Activity with me tomorrow! I'm a happy girl as long as i'm with him. Because he'll never fail to make my day beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine? He will sacrifice his sleeping time just to accompany me to school. Such a sweetz boy. (: B, love you much. Xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-1223704669987755791?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1223704669987755791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=1223704669987755791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1223704669987755791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1223704669987755791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/10/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-3625225428256098149</id><published>2010-10-10T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T01:03:43.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't want to be just your favourite part,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to be every part of your whole life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last Sunday before school starts again. Time passed by so fast; cause I still want more holiday! I don't want to start school. :( School is starting tomorrow! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway; back to today. (Saturday) : Down to Cineleisure with baby and his mom for late lunch @ Esteler. Then walked around Taka, bus-ed down to Plaza Singapura walked around. Left at six to Marina, for dinner. Dine at one of the Chinese restaurant, and caught 'Reign of Assassins'. And WOW, guess what... I slept throughout almost the whole movie! (Y) And baby kept waking me up!! &gt;:( I wanna catch 'Buried' some day! After movie, walked around marina then to Suntec's arcade. Lastly, Home Sweet Home at almost 11pm. (: Gotta Thank Baby's mom for the treat! ^^v Most importantly, i enjoyed my Saturday to the fullest!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you, you made me smile. You make me wanna kiss you, you make me wanna hug you so tight. Nevertheless, you made my day! I love you to the max. Xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-3625225428256098149?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3625225428256098149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=3625225428256098149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3625225428256098149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3625225428256098149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/10/part-of-you.html' title='Part of you.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-6809316898539830507</id><published>2010-10-09T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T00:01:19.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're all the above.</title><content type='html'>I’m looking for a guy&lt;br /&gt;Who will kiss me just before the traffic light turns green,&lt;br /&gt;Who closes his eyes when he kisses me, &lt;br /&gt;Who will patiently wait for me after class, &lt;br /&gt;Who smells my hair every chance he gets, &lt;br /&gt;Who will wipe my sweat with his tissue,&lt;br /&gt;Who will sing my favorite song even if he can’t carry a tune,&lt;br /&gt;Who will let me rest over his shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;Who will let me sleep on his lap,&lt;br /&gt;Who will squeeze my hand tighter when I squeeze his,&lt;br /&gt;Who will make me feel special when everybody tries to put me down,&lt;br /&gt;Who will love me for who I am,&lt;br /&gt;Who will protect me when danger comes my way,&lt;br /&gt;Someone who occupies my dream every night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in my heart, I know you’re with me all the while and I’ve found you. Because each and every of the above, I sees it in you. It’s you, baby. &amp; you’ll always be the only one. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-6809316898539830507?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6809316898539830507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=6809316898539830507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6809316898539830507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6809316898539830507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/10/youre-all-above.html' title='You&apos;re all the above.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-8609380533768764437</id><published>2010-09-28T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T17:22:37.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to travel so much.</title><content type='html'>I wanna visit Paris. 'cause in Paris, i can see Eiffel Tower. I can see beautiful scenery.&lt;br /&gt;Next, I wanna visit US. 'cause in US's disneyland, there's a lot of dumbo!!! Then i can bring all those dumbo back home to Singapore. Then i can sleep with them everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I so wanna tour around those seven wonders one fine day........ When i become a billionaire. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-8609380533768764437?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8609380533768764437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=8609380533768764437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8609380533768764437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8609380533768764437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-want-to-travel-so-much.html' title='I want to travel so much.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-6595285946998735971</id><published>2010-09-28T15:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T15:51:20.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What i called life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Always not right. This is what i called life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear life, you gotta make me a better person. I yearn for it.&lt;br /&gt;Useless. Sometimes, i thought i hate my life. It didn't get any way better.&lt;br /&gt;Please be good, and gets better in time. I believe you (life) gonna bring me to a greater height.&lt;br /&gt;Stop being indecisive. &amp;amp; Stop allowing these million thoughts to race through your mind.&lt;br /&gt;(I don't know why sometimes even a dream can feel so real.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love, Joey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-6595285946998735971?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6595285946998735971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=6595285946998735971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6595285946998735971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6595285946998735971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-i-called-life.html' title='What i called life.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-2135630624510359540</id><published>2010-09-24T12:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T12:52:24.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels Great.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Even if I have a hundred reasons to leave you, I'll look for that one reason to fight for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resident Evil is damn awesome k. I love the movie ttvm!! (Y) Caught it at Vivo with Baby (As it was free tickets). Headed for interview, then dinner at LJS aftermath. Home-d at 9pm. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-autumn festival was good. Mooncake+Lantern+candles=Awesome. Before that, headed down with Baby to market and had our late dinner. Then home-d to play candles, and had mooncake! ^^ Baby left my house @ 11.40pm (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was good too. Met baby and then we headed down to Safra's kBox (Y). Soon, Dyon came over to meet us. Had a great time singing!!! (Y) Left kBox @ 8plus, then headed down to market for our late dinner! Back to my area, sat down and hear Baby; dyon talking till 11plus. Baby headed home at 12am! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today, I'm so gonna rot at home. Baby headed to work already! Actually, it feels really great; when the moment you woke up, the first person you saw was BABY!! ^^ So, i'm waiting for baby to finish his 3Days of F1 work!! (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-2135630624510359540?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2135630624510359540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=2135630624510359540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2135630624510359540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2135630624510359540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/09/feels-great.html' title='Feels Great.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-1997506299236171530</id><published>2010-09-22T02:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T03:06:09.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, I'm crazily in love.</title><content type='html'>I'd be your old woman, if you want me.&lt;br /&gt;I'd wake you up with kisses before preparing breakfast for you.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the love of your life. And i am not gonna be a mistake that you've made.&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you that you've made the right choice; For falling in love with me and staying through the heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;I'd text you every min we're apart. And I'd give you all my attentions.&lt;br /&gt;I need no Facebook or Twitter when i am with you. And I'll smile when i receive your messages in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one that you look forward to spending your life together with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it really happens, then we'll be the most blessed and happiest man and woman on earth. You're worth everything that I'm doing for. And you'll always be that one and only. Baby, I love you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because you mean the world to me. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-1997506299236171530?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1997506299236171530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=1997506299236171530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1997506299236171530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1997506299236171530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/09/baby-im-crazily-in-love.html' title='Baby, I&apos;m crazily in love.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-6977586628863603944</id><published>2010-09-21T01:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T12:30:11.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spell life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish you the best in life, even without with me in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I hate to know the fact that I've not changed time after time. How disappointing can it be? I had a bad bad; seriously bad night yesterday. I wished yesterday night was just a nightmare in my dream. Back to life, and yeah I knew not many things are within our controls. Sometimes even small little problem could affect our life. What to do? Struggles are part of life. Sometimes it will either break us or even make us choose to be stronger rather than letting it drown us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says everyone has it's own perfect life? Sometimes, I could be as happy as though I'm the most blessed and happier girl on earth. Yet sometimes I thought I could be the worst person ever. Why is life always filled with such negative thoughts? And us, human, have got to fight all those thoughts away and stand up firm with our decision. This is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time pass by, we will start to even see the worst thing about life. How bad can one life turned out? No one is perfect on this earth, so am I. I can't get hold of everything, I can't do everything single thing well. Sometimes all these things are within my means....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like knowing so much more things about life. I want to know the worst thing about life. One thing I'm proud to say was I had a good life. Because I have a great family, and a great boyfriend to accompany me through these ups and downs. Compare with those less fortunate, I'm definitely way much more better. Then maybe I should stop whining how bad my life can be. Because there are people who are battling with much stronger wars, and they has not whine and give up yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it left me with this reason why I shouldn't give up on anything yet. I'm gonna battle it till the very end, till my last breath. Come on wars, bring it on. :) I know I'm gonna beat you down one fine day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, never let your thoughts take control of you. That's the worst thing it can ever happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-6977586628863603944?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6977586628863603944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=6977586628863603944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6977586628863603944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6977586628863603944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/09/spell-life.html' title='Spell life.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-4076549883221298505</id><published>2010-09-19T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:15:46.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touching love story.</title><content type='html'>From the very beginning, the girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background &amp; that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him. Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrel very often.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?"As the guy is not good with his words, this often cause the girl to be very upset. With that; the family's pressure, the girl often vent her anger on him. As for him, he only endure it in silence. After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated &amp; decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?" &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl agreed, &amp; with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in &amp; agreed to let them get married. So before he leave, they got engaged. The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails &amp; phone calls. Though it's hard, but both never thought of giving up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realised that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voice..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctors says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down. During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry, it's still just silence cry that companied her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart everytime it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. &amp; not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer. With that, she sent the ring back to him.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In return, the guy sent millions &amp; millions of reply, and countless of phonecalls... All the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying....The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything &amp; be happy. With a new environment, the girl learn sign language &amp; started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One day, her friend came &amp; told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A year has passed &amp; her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead. When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language telling her "I've spent a year's time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You." With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The girl finally smiled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-4076549883221298505?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4076549883221298505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=4076549883221298505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4076549883221298505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4076549883221298505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/09/touching-love-story.html' title='Touching love story.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-3591227995084034214</id><published>2010-09-18T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T01:15:37.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caused by you.</title><content type='html'>Butterflies in stomach is caused by the one person you can't stop thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Cuts @ cine's Cathay with baby on Wednesday was great. A nice and touching movie. I like the movie! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;It has been sometimes ever since i updated this empty space here, yeah. So it's holiday for me now, and I'm still jobless:( I'm gonna get myself a job together with baby very soon. Oh yes, anyway. I'm officially eighteen now. (Y) enjoyed my day at kallang's ice skate, together with baby and miss aw. And baby accompanied me throughout the whole day. (: Love you truckloads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so.. Tomorrow is Saturday! As usual I'm definitely spending my day with my dearest baby. Baby, where are we heading to tomorrow? ^^ Sometimes I just feel like going on a shopping spree. And simply get myself whatever that catches my eye. Therefore I need a lot a lot of cash. Seriously I can't wait to get myself a job together with love and get myself some income. Holidays are way too long, and can't I possibly spend my days rotting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait wait, I've got something else to add on... Regarding about the past exams, I think I screwed my accounts paper badly. :( then I felt so sad, but yeah it's over already. No point crying over it. Okie, now I can see today's post is all in a mess. Cause I can't remember exactly what I did for the previous week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's random, I know. But recently, I've been thinking to travel to Paris with love. I'm like so excited to see Eiffel tower can!! I'm so crazy over it!! :/ baby, we going there when we have enough cash right right?? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booooo, it's one o'clock now. I'm ending this post here, shall continue once I'm free and I've things to update. Goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially you. Thanks for being so wonderful. Thanks for being so understanding. Thanks for having so much patience. Without these, I bet we wouldn't even come till this far. Because of these each and every tiny bits of things that you've done made us come this far. I appreciate it. Because of you, everything changed. You changed, I changed and we changed. Always for the better. Thanks darling, all these while tolerating my nonsense. Love you, like I always do. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-3591227995084034214?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3591227995084034214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=3591227995084034214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3591227995084034214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3591227995084034214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/09/butterflies-in-stomach-is-caused-by-one.html' title='Caused by you.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-514534713948092401</id><published>2010-09-08T18:29:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T19:11:06.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Happiness doesn't depend upon who you are or what you have; It depends on what you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Bby's." src="http://i54.tinypic.com/2hmiv5x.jpg" width="580" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't attend school today, as it was only a two hours lesson. Furthermore, my cramps are killing me last night. Damn, Exams are just next week. :( Then, it's holiday! (Y) Happy ttvm k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, spent my day at Sentosa's Hard Rock for a night. Together with Baby, Mommy, Daddy and Sist. USS on Saturday afternoon, and checked out on Sunday's afternoon. USS's mummy ride was great and awesome ttvm. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;And Haunted Changi @ Tiong with Sist and Baby on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="USS" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/1235gzp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Birhthday" src="http://i51.tinypic.com/240xeky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Birthday" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/2d2en41.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Birthday" src="http://i51.tinypic.com/2hp50t4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Birthday" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/vpzt3r.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Birthday" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/2568h01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Birthday" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/2iawfbs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Birthday" src="http://i52.tinypic.com/eq9tnb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're the only one for me. Nothing's gonna take you away from me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-514534713948092401?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/514534713948092401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=514534713948092401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/514534713948092401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/514534713948092401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy.html' title='Happy.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i54.tinypic.com/2hmiv5x_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-2304316284043804952</id><published>2010-09-06T23:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T18:27:28.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blissful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to be the cause of happiness in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, and I'm still enjoying life to the fullest with you. Because you made every moment perfect; for us. Every day spend with you is like anniversary, valentine day. With you, I've no worries. Because even if the world came crashing down on me, I clearly knows. You'll still be here with me, holding on to me so tightly. Thanks for being so wonderful all these while. We both know through those storms that we had overcome actually made us stronger each time. Even the toughest time had lost to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, we believe that those tough times won't last. But we'll last and pull through it together. Now, I think I don't have enough time to love you. Because forever was never enough. So baby, from now on.... we'll complete this journey of love together as one. We'll complete the whole full chapters of love together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the end of time, I'm still yours.&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-2304316284043804952?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2304316284043804952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=2304316284043804952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2304316284043804952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2304316284043804952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/09/blissful.html' title='Blissful.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-1929805137719151707</id><published>2010-08-30T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T13:15:56.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Because you made my life worthwhile. Hold on to you, till ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently in the Comp lab having my Oa lessons. Today we're back to school for lessons, and it's monday bluez. I don't like it. However; tomorrow is half day and Wednesday is Teachers' Day. ^^ In other words, there's no school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, K with baby and sister @ Safra. Market for dinner and home at eight plus. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, headed out with baby. Down to Ps with baby, walked around. &amp;amp; Baby stayed over at my place!!! ^^ He's such a noob. I had a great time with him though. (:&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm anticipating to Friday! Because Baby is staying over again!! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-1929805137719151707?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1929805137719151707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=1929805137719151707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1929805137719151707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1929805137719151707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/08/you.html' title='You.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-6539171506187650285</id><published>2010-08-25T16:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T16:54:41.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays are ending. :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is like a book, each page is different; and you control the pen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i'm being a good girl. Because i'm staying at home, not going anywhere else. Mommy is nagging at me, cause i've been going out and spending money throughout the whole holiday. &amp;amp; i would always complain to mommy that i run out of cash. There she goes her nagging again. Then now, i wanna find a weekends job to get some cash. ^^ Feeling so shit, because 2weeks of holiday is ending:( So sad, because i remembered before the holidays, I was anticipating for the upcoming holidays. And now, boomz they're gone. School is starting!! :( Exams, Exams and Examsssss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, which is yesterday. Headed down to find baby, then down to GWC together for appointment. Yoshi for lunch! Next, to our long waited flyers!! (Y) A short ride though, and i doubts it even lasted for half an hour, then Popeyes. Down to Cine, caught Love in disguise. I love the movie okay. Cause i think it's very nice and funny. Home at 7pm for dinner together with Baby. Had a great and awesome day! &lt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-6539171506187650285?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6539171506187650285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=6539171506187650285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6539171506187650285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6539171506187650285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/08/holidays-are-ending.html' title='holidays are ending. :('/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-7127149844936289530</id><published>2010-08-23T01:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T01:59:09.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You changed my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;You are that someone i've always been looking for. You're the one that fight for me, laugh with me, cry with me, and sheltered me through the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was bad i thought. I swear, it sucks to the max core. :( Damn it, what a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;But, everything changed in time.&lt;br /&gt;Met Baby then down to Cathay. Wanted to catch Love in disguise, but ended up watching Step Up 3 at Plaza Sing. Before movie started, settled my lunch. Shopped around PS till 7pm and headed back home for dinner with baby. Baby left my place at 12.05am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Saturday, it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be. Baby went for his F1 briefing, while i'm stucked at home doing nothing. :(It almost killed me. Wanted to go for shopping spree alone, but baby insisted; wanting me to stay at home till he's done with his stuff. So i did nothing, on the computer, browsing my photo albums. Photos that were taken with you, from the very first picture we took till the last. I knew we had so much of memories. Soon, during evening i headed down to MS and waited for Baby to end his briefing. Settled our dinner at Suntec's Pastamania. Headed back home aftermath. It's a short day spent with you, but it's perfect. I'm lovin' it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, was a plain boring day. Together with me, mummy, sister and daddy. We went to fetch Baby from his house, then daddy drove us back to new house. Was supposed to do some cleaning, but the house was still not ready, we did nothing and had a short nap there. Waited for the delivery of Beds to arrive. Soon, headed to somewhere for dinner. Had Curry Fish Head (Y). 198 back home aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I chained you up, deep down in my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-7127149844936289530?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7127149844936289530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=7127149844936289530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7127149844936289530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7127149844936289530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-changed-my-life.html' title='You changed my life.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-5321137579305228624</id><published>2010-08-19T16:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T16:27:19.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;If i could reach up and hold a star for every time you made me smile, I would have the whole night sky in the palm of my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly shit. I've got a superb bad headache today. I've no clues why either, and i've got no appetite. Damn it. :( I'm not going anywhere today. My headache is killing me. &gt;: Sad to say, i've yet to start on my revision, even when exams are so near. &gt;: This holidays i've so much more to revise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina Sq &gt;Safra &gt;Cresent &gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Met baby first, he came over to my place. Then we headed down to Marina, walked around. He's there waiting for Chris while i'm waiting for Zoe. Then Zoe is being the slow pok, so they accompanied me and waited for Miss Zoe Aw. Marina's K can only allow us to sing for two hours &gt;: So we decided to head down to Safra's K instead. Sang till 7:30pm, then met baby to Cresent for dinner. Home aftermath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMM &gt;BBQ &gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, Met baby at Tiong first. Then together we head down to IMM for interview, followed by late lunch at PPL. Trained all the way down to Pasir ris for Mun kit's BBQ. And ohmygod, is one end to another end. After BBQ baby is always rushing me to go home. So headed home early at 9plus, trained home instead. Then baby came over till 11plus and went home aftermath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to go now. Cause I'm following mummy to Tiong! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-5321137579305228624?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5321137579305228624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=5321137579305228624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/5321137579305228624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/5321137579305228624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/08/holidays.html' title='Holidays.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-1900548535079233108</id><published>2010-08-14T23:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T00:36:02.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Life doesn't give me a thousand ways to smile, but a thousand reasons to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I love my life, cause it's like me riding on a roller coaster. I'm gonna fall hard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to break down in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to feel weak when with you.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to have unsecured feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to have the feeling that tells me i need to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to know that you still cared despite of me in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to know that i suck in every doings.&lt;br /&gt;But i love the heartache that makes me go crazy. I think i 'm real mad. Who the hell would even love him/herself to feel heartache. Yes, only me.&lt;br /&gt;Joey, you ought to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says things won't change when you're really in love? That's so not true. Everything will change. Cause life doesn't goes the way you planned. I 'm sorry, cause i thought i could give everything that i can. But ended up, everything i gave was useless. Screw life!!! Freaking screw it. It freaking don't goes the way i planned. Screw you man, what a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was loser...Compared to you. I hope i'll always be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-1900548535079233108?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1900548535079233108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=1900548535079233108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1900548535079233108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1900548535079233108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/08/hate.html' title='Hate.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-7511290718808767882</id><published>2010-08-13T22:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:43:32.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be with you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll swim the longest river just to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's Friday the 13th today, and it occurs when the thirteenth day of a month falls on a Friday, which superstition holds to be a day of bad luck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks of holidays are here! Long awaited holidays finally arrived. But sad to say, when holidays are over; it means exams are drawing nearer. &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;As for now, i've more time to spend with you my dearest boy! ^^ (Y) Love much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many ask, 'What's the meaning of life?' or even 'What's the purpose of life?'&lt;br /&gt;Life; is to live every day like it is your last and to do your best at everything that comes before you. To be always satisfied. To seek happiness and experience pleasure. To master something. To learn from one’s own and others’ mistakes. To seek knowledge and understanding. To lead the world towards a desired situation. To give and receive love. To discover who you are. To resolve all problems that one faces.&lt;br /&gt;Life itself has no meaning. There's always an opportunity for us to create that meaning. Therefore, we live to give life a meaning, as well as to know the meaning of life. I'm glad to say, You gave my life a meaning. I don't need to ask, cause now i know my purpose of living in this world. Is to be with you. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was those ups and downs out there that are gonna bring us closer to each other as day pass by?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-7511290718808767882?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7511290718808767882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=7511290718808767882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7511290718808767882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7511290718808767882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/08/be-with-you.html' title='Be with you.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-4232053231622446728</id><published>2010-08-09T22:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:28:08.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 45th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 45th BIRTHDAY, SINGAPORE! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="2" alt="Love" src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2ldx1lh.jpg" width="450" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;National Museum &gt;FEP &gt;Ion &gt; City Hall &gt;Funan &gt;Fireworks &gt;Home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to play some games there when i visit the museum, but MR TAN JUNHAO!! :( We went there a bit too late and the game cards left no more. :( Sadz, and we toured around the museum. Seemed interesting, cause it's all about things that are back in 60's. It's a small museum though.&lt;br /&gt;FEP for late lunch, then Ion to shop around. Then Funan for late dinner, then fireworks with baby. That was superb awesome. And that's the greatest thing out of all. ^^ I'm lovin' it! It's the ever first time i'm watching fireworks with you, darl! Despite of that stuffy weather, i bet we enjoyed ourselves. Love you. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Today was a bad day, but everything got better in time! ^^v I'm lovin' you baby; much much! :D&lt;br /&gt;More photos are up on Facebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know with you around, everything will be okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-4232053231622446728?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4232053231622446728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=4232053231622446728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4232053231622446728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4232053231622446728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-45th.html' title='Happy 45th.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i36.tinypic.com/2ldx1lh_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-3240517046278304949</id><published>2010-08-08T11:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T12:07:51.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addictive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything about you is so addictive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="2" alt="Love" src="http://i37.tinypic.com/6yzc7m.jpg" width="450" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sunny sunday today. Tomorrow there's no school (Y) Cause it's PH. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Baby is coming over to my place for steamboat later! (Y) Great, hope tomorrow's weather will be great, i wanna go for a swim with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugis &gt;Town &gt;Holland &gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;Had a wonderful moment with love yesterday. Had our lunch at Bugis, then Neo-print with baby, then down to Town. Yesterday had a solid walk all around town manz. We didn't managed to get a rest. Headed to Holland for dinner! (Y) Home-d at 9.50pm. Great! I'm lovin' it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, you're one in a million.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-3240517046278304949?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3240517046278304949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=3240517046278304949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3240517046278304949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3240517046278304949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/08/addictive.html' title='Addictive.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/6yzc7m_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-4824689858975376875</id><published>2010-08-06T19:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T19:49:31.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you remember that particular day, when I smiled the broadest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Love" src="http://i37.tinypic.com/4uuykx.jpg" width="450" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Day celebration today = Boring.&lt;br /&gt;Planned not to go to school today, but decided to accompany baby to school. Therefore, i went and DID NOTHING. Nothing much that we did today, and school ended at 12pm. Wanted to visit the doctor after school, instead headed to FEP with baby for lunch. Then Central, then home. Today is such a SUNNY day, should have went for a swim instead. &amp;amp; Yayyness, cause there's no school on Monday! HOHO! ^^v&lt;br /&gt;Excitement is drawing nearer. I can't wait till tomorrow, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blink of an eye. Almost six months had passed. Things changed drastically.&lt;br /&gt;We've overcome so much obstacles.We've gain a lot through this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;This relationship taught me so much. Things that i'll never have the chance to learn anymore.&lt;br /&gt;This is the ever best relationship i've ever be in, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;This is the only relationship that gave me so much beautiful memories and happy times.&lt;br /&gt;It's the greatest love; ever. It's all happened because of you.&lt;br /&gt;Because of you, my life changes a whole lot. I wasn't the girl i used to be.&lt;br /&gt;You never failed to change me for the better. You never failed to stand by me.&lt;br /&gt;Y' know i've learnt to appreciate more of these already. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so-not-gonna-let- you-go baby.&lt;strong&gt; Infinite Love&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-4824689858975376875?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4824689858975376875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=4824689858975376875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4824689858975376875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4824689858975376875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/08/because-of-you.html' title='Because of you.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/4uuykx_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-2705882682960443793</id><published>2010-08-02T23:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T19:22:16.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Forever we will stay, like a Pyramid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Darl." src="http://i31.tinypic.com/2jb474i.jpg" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When some things changed, they always change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Today is monday, and i thought i'm gonna have monday bluez again. Surprisingly, baby managed to catch up with me and accompanied me to school. Lesson starts at 10am for today, and subsequent monday till YOG is over. School was rather boring today, cause there's BE lesson :( And during OA lesson, the work given was getting on my nerves; like seriously. Headed to Tanjong Pagar, bought curry home for dinner! ^^v &amp;amp;Baby just left my house forty minutes ago. I had a great and wonderful time with him just now!&lt;br /&gt;However, as for tomorrow; lesson's starting as usual. Gonna wake up early again :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I knew, you're always the one. The one i always longed for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-2705882682960443793?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2705882682960443793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=2705882682960443793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2705882682960443793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2705882682960443793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/08/forever.html' title='Forever.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/2jb474i_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-2139907850142561004</id><published>2010-08-01T13:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T17:04:34.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steamboat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone makes mistakes. But at the end of the day, none of that matters. What matters is how you learned from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these cupcakes are superb awesome, superb pretty! ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Pretty" src="http://i25.tinypic.com/2dqin4i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Pretty" src="http://i27.tinypic.com/2dikme9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Pretty" src="http://i25.tinypic.com/2z524cj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was awesome! Was great! But sadly, tomorrow school is back! :( Weekends just passed by so fast, i seriously can't wait till YOG Holidays to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to have lunch with baby, mummy, dad and his friends at Orchard Central. We went seperate ways only after the late lunch at 4plus. Then baby and I had a walk around town, PS then down to Bugis for steamboat! ^^v Awesome, cause i've been craving for steamboat! Then walked around Bugis and finally home at 10plus.&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat + Baby's accompany = Life's Great! ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting later this upcoming week! Which means, i'll have a longer sleeping timez. ^^v But something sad is, i won't be able to go to school together with baby:( Cause our timetable would be totally different:( And we've got to go on like this till YOG holidays are over. That's so long though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought those promises are gonna make us stronger, love.&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be you now, and ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-2139907850142561004?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2139907850142561004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=2139907850142561004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2139907850142561004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2139907850142561004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/08/steamboat.html' title='Steamboat!'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/2dqin4i_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-2506936798152804785</id><published>2010-07-31T00:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:53:26.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living without you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Love is like oxygen, love is like water. An element that i couldn't live without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been updating since last week. I guess it was a busy week for me, cause baby is over at my place for dinner almost everyday. &amp;amp; i'm busy entertaining him. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, back to Jay Chou's World Tour Concert. It was super awesome to the max alright. I love it, like seriously. I've always love his music. I bet for those who love his music and didn't managed to watch it, it's such a waste. Well, the concert ended off at 11:30 and dad came over and fetch me and baby home. Was a super super extremely tiring day for us. &amp;amp; yes, we caught a movie before the concert starts at Kallang. ^^ Baby's being so sweeeetz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, school attendance becoming from bad to worst. Cause i'm late for class almost everyday. Stupid, cause of me being late for more than fifteen minutes and it affected my attendance. How sadz:( But at least i did make the effort to wake up, though it's so tiring for me every morning. CAs are almost over, it's the major exams that's drawing nearer. That feeling is so-not-nice. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, life haven't been great so far. There was so much obstacles for me to go through. I thought i would just give up. But i knew i always have you; standing by me, pulling me through. Thanks a lot, love. You're great and of course awesome. I know i'll always have you(no matter what). Needless to say, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still you, who gave me chance after chance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-2506936798152804785?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2506936798152804785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=2506936798152804785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2506936798152804785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2506936798152804785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/07/living-without-you.html' title='Living without you.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-4307327866225358731</id><published>2010-07-25T00:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T01:14:19.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything has it's place and time, and everything happens for a good reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time now is 12:57am, in another words it's sunday. As the excitement is drawing nearer... It's in less than 24hours, and i'll be sitting down in the Singapore Indoor Stadium waiting for it to begin. And i'll see that talented Jay Chou performing. ^^v&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, headed to town with baby today. We've nowhere to go anymore, singapore is too small. :( We've much much fun though. Far East &gt; Ion &gt; Cine &gt;Ion &gt; Home. Baby have been coming to my house for dinner for the past few days. And i'm lovin' it. Heh ^^ Baby, i'm lovin' you much much. The best i can ever have, the best i can ever get. Thank you for making me such a wonderful one. Needless to say, i love you; darl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall say last Wednesday was great, despite of the sucky system that was screwed up. After waiting for more than five hours sitting down, doing nothing; I managed to get my album signed. I was a very happy girl then, cause i've got Baby to accompany me throughout the whole event. He's so sweet. Cause of accompanying me, he didn't attend school. Basically, he's just accompanying me there doing nothing. The event just ended off after two hours, that's so sad though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-4307327866225358731?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4307327866225358731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=4307327866225358731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4307327866225358731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4307327866225358731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/07/reasons.html' title='Reasons.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-4245027195749917468</id><published>2010-07-20T08:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T08:51:36.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fell harder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;To forget you is the most impossible thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would a person cry for another person for hours?&lt;br /&gt;How could a person love another person so deeply that it became an obsession?&lt;br /&gt;How could one sacrifice so much, even to the extent of his own life for his loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;It totally explained. You made me understood each and every word in these sentences.&lt;br /&gt;I fell a lot harder for you. Thank god, and i've really made the right choice. I know i'll never forget these moments. It's too perfect for me. One word to sum up everything, i'm blessed with you around me. Thanks for being there for me, whenever i need you. I know you're the best i can ever get. I love you, and only you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-4245027195749917468?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4245027195749917468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=4245027195749917468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4245027195749917468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4245027195749917468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/07/fell-harder.html' title='Fell harder.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-1353398542158372886</id><published>2010-07-18T12:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:15:51.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinite.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I swear we were infinite,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Sunday. Weekends indeed passed superb fast. I don't like it. Cause weekdays tend to pass so much slower than weekends. :( Can't wait till the next School holiday man. Anyway, today is sunday. In another words, tomorrow Monday is back. And it's gonna be Monday bluez. :( Later, i'm heading off to see my house. ^^ Can't wait to move in though. Heez. Adding on, gosh... I've yet to decide which module to take. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;Had SW lesson, i swear the weather was freaking hot. And the teacher actually made us run:( Had KOI after SW lesson, it tasted like heaven! Cause it's been long since i last drank KOI. After school, Baby sent me home. He came to my house and left at 10plus. What a lovely day. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF! ^^ School ended like usual. I realised every friday, baby is always the slow pok. So, we trained down to MS and caught despicable me. I didn't really enjoyed watching the movie though. During evening, headed home with baby. He came over to my house again, and left at 10plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every weekends spent with you, was perfect.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met baby at Tiong, then headed down to Causeway Point. I'm so-not-gonna visit Causeway Point anymore:( Had our lunch at Crystal Jade, then walked around. It's so bored, and we've got to wait for three hours before our movie starts. I hate Causeway Point:( Caught The blood Pledge, the movie was alright. Not as awesome as i thought it's gonna be. After the movie at around 7plus, train-ed down to Bugis. Walked around, and baby bought pants. Headed back home at about 10pm. Baby came over again, and this time he left at 12plus. Overall, i had a greatgreat time with you, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's you, that made me a complete. It's you, who made me believe in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forevermore, it's gonna be. I love you, and no one else could ever replace that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our promises will keep us going for a lifetime.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-1353398542158372886?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1353398542158372886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=1353398542158372886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1353398542158372886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1353398542158372886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/07/infinite.html' title='Infinite.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-9194151013016782096</id><published>2010-07-14T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T12:19:22.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiest times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;The times I spent with you, were the happiest times of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;We were perfect, you and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is wednesday. Today is a boring day. Today is a tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, i hate Wednesday a lot. &lt;em&gt;Cause, we'll never meet. (Be it going home/going school/in school).&lt;/em&gt; :( Then i'll feel so sad.&lt;br /&gt;Reached school like usual, ended up Agf was cancel. Cause teacher was on MC. Headed for Kfc's breakfast with Zoe. It's now OA lesson, and i think it's getting more boring. :( School will ends at 3pm today. There's briefing on Elective module.&lt;br /&gt;Shitz, tomorrow is thursday already! In another words, there'll be SW lesson. Damn itz. :(&lt;br /&gt;I want this week to end soon, please. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, anyway. Yesterday was tuesday, and we had class bonding. Teacher order Pastamania for the class as for part of the bonding. But worst thing about yesterday was, school ended at 5pm. And LPD lesson was taken by some workshop. Oh yes, and i'm done with my presentation. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's exactly, a week more. It's exactly, ten days more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-9194151013016782096?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/9194151013016782096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=9194151013016782096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/9194151013016782096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/9194151013016782096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/07/happiest-times.html' title='Happiest times.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-2698751355773292</id><published>2010-07-11T15:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T15:59:58.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;If I had one wish, my wish is that our love will never die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Saturday, today is Sunday, and tomorrow is Monday. Monday tells me that school's starting. :( shit, and i've to present my slides so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Happy Birthday auntie! Yesterday was Baby's mum birthday. Celebrated it together with Baby, Baby's mum and brother. Headed off to, Suntec's Astons for later lunch. Walked around, and down to MS's Swensens for cake cutting. Shopped and walked around, at nine plus, baby and I walked to bugis for transport home. And i'm home at about 10.45pm. &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's granny birthday. So, Happy birthday granny!&lt;br /&gt;Baby is coming over later! &lt;: Gonna have late dinner outside later!&lt;br /&gt;and i hate to know, there's school tomorrow. :(&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till Jay Chou's events on the 21st. Can't wait till Jay Chou's concert on 25th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-2698751355773292?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2698751355773292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=2698751355773292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2698751355773292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2698751355773292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/07/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-1595773672783321251</id><published>2010-07-08T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T14:06:31.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Till the end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;True love is not how you start but how you keep and strengthen it till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'am in computer lab now updating this empty space here. It's OA lesson and i'll be ending school at 3pm later. Its gonna be Friday tomorrow! Yayynessssssss man. ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a killer i think. I was lucky enough, cause yesterday i ended school earlier than any other days. Baby didn't attend school. Therefore, he came to school and fetch me back home. I wasn't feeling well, and my cramps almost killed me. Baby accompanied me for the whole day, taking good care of me. Much appreciated, my dear. And he left my house at 10pm. Baby's being such a sweet darl. Guess what, i'm the happiest girl on earth today, tomorrow and always! Cause i know i'll always have my dear boy with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-1595773672783321251?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1595773672783321251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=1595773672783321251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1595773672783321251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1595773672783321251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/07/till-end.html' title='Till the end.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-4015224810841049027</id><published>2010-07-04T15:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T16:36:53.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;As you go through life, you’ll see there is so much more that we don’t understand, and the only thing we know is things don’t always go the way we planned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate to know the fact that school is starting tomorrow. I'm not prepared for school.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i think life don't go the way i plan. How screw up life can be. Life play pranks on us. They can bring us up to a greater height, yet they can tear us down like abandon houses. Life can make us happy and enjoy, yet at times can make us suffer in great pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone tell me, why does people always take things for granted. Why people doesn't know how to treasure. I've got so much whys. I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;I'm contented with what i have now in my life. I'm sure my life is not any ordinary one, I have a great boyfriend. No one would knows how much sacrifices he did for me. No one would knows how much he loved me. No one would knows how much he cared for me. No one would knows how loving can he be towards me. No one would ever understand how i feel. God was being nice to me, making us together. Yet in some way or another, i don't know how to appreciate it. I've never had such a wonderful life journey. It was your presence that gave me hope, strength and courage. Without you, life would be meaningless. Without you, i'm nothing. Somehow, i foresee our future. You played an important role in my life. I'm never gonna let go of this chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember, each and every of our happy times?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. I miss your smile. I miss your laughter. I miss almost everything that has got to do with you.&lt;br /&gt;Still remembering our first date. We went to caught a movie instead of watching fire works at chinatown. I still remember, the cinema was rather empty. We sat in the middle of the last row. I was sitting on your right, and you asked me to move over to your left. You covered me with your jeans jacket. You're afraid that i'll feel cold inside the cinema. After next, you started hugging me in your arms, wanting me to rest my head on your shoulder. I was wondering, you remember those moments? These moments are gonna happened once in a lifetime. I'll never forget them. Remember, there's once when we're on my way back home. And in between that flight of stairs, there's a small snake. I remembered telling you i'm so scared, and immediately you told me you gonna piggy back me up that flight of stairs. That's not the first time. You often offer to piggy me up stairs.&lt;br /&gt;I also remembered those days when i'm unwell. Be it my cramps or i was running fever. You've never failed to accompany me back home and took great care of me. I remember when i was running a fever, i didn't attend school. But you've got to attend, despite that you went Pharmacy early in the morning just to get me that fever sheets. Even when it's late at night, you still delivered me what your mum has cooked de herbal tea. No one had even treated me like how you do. No one can ever replace you. You was awesome, you did so much for me. And yet i hurt you too much. Not once, not twice, not thrice; It's countless of times.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i even felt, you're too perfect for me. I always take you for granted. But i loved you, i don't want you to leave me. What else can i do? Nothing but to try to give it a change. I was given chance after chance. I didn't treasure. You must know, i love no one as much as i love you. You changed my life a whole lot. You gave me too much of memorable times. It's to the extend that i'll live life with no regrets anymore. It's you, no one else.&lt;br /&gt;Tan Jun hao, my only one. ♥&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is worth me fighting for. You'll always be the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-4015224810841049027?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4015224810841049027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=4015224810841049027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4015224810841049027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4015224810841049027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-life.html' title='It&apos;s life.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-7170151686562348639</id><published>2010-07-01T14:01:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T15:06:47.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes when someone says something really small and it just fits right into this empty place in your heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;-You filled my life with hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a rainy morning and afternoon. A cooling weather for sleeping time! ^^v Baby's out with his friend today. and i miss you. Zoe is coming over later to my place! I bet today's gonna be a boring day! I pray tomorrow's gonna be awesome, cause i'm meeting baby~ ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, speaking about yesterday. Met Zoe At Bm before heading to ECP. We managed to reach PP only at 1plus. Had our lunch at the hawker centre. And Zoe is being so unlucky, cause her macaroni got some kind of worms. Headed off to ECP then we rent the bike for three hours, and started cycling. I swear, i felt so tired cycling up the slope. :( Returned bike, and had our early dinner at MacDonald. I have a great time laughing around with her though.&lt;br /&gt;Zoe took bus home, while i took bus down to bugis and meet baby. Went to buy a pair of shoe, then headed to Iluma with baby, and his friends. Played one round of photo hunt, then they had their dinner. Pool Fusion aftermath, and baby came over to my place and Left at 12am. Have a wonderful day, cause i managed to meet baby and we talked a lot together with my mum. ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Baby, i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you, buying KOI for me after you knock off without fail. (I still remember my mum would always say that i'm so bad to make you travel all the way to my house after work.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you, fetching me @313 after i knock off without fail. (Even when you ended work the same time as me, you never failed to fetch me home)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you, visiting me at my work place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you, bringing me out for late dinner after work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss, visiting you at your work place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss, accompanying you during your break time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you, going around telling people at your work place that i'm your 'girlfriend'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you, sending me home late at night at 2plus after movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you, bringing me for movie instead of watching fire works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you, using your jeans jacket and cover me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you, hugging me for the first time in the cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss, letting you wait for me for hours and i felt so guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you, being shy towards me while going out with me for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you, telling me that you're interested in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you, giving me butterflies in my stomach upon seeing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just miss those times where everything happened for the first time for you and me. It all just happened like yesterday. I still remember it so clearly, I can even picture out the scene. It's really fate, that brought us together. Believe me, i'm gonna treasure this chance; baby! You know you'll always be part of me! Luv you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-7170151686562348639?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7170151686562348639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=7170151686562348639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7170151686562348639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7170151686562348639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/07/hope.html' title='Hope.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-6027262485815494788</id><published>2010-06-29T21:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T21:24:52.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm yours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm just like a Yo-Yo. No matter how hard you throw me down, I'll always come right back to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;You'll always have me, love. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/i6vywy.jpg" border="0" height="320" width="250"  alt="Baby."&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2ebs47c.jpg" border="0" height="320" width="250" alt="Baby."&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karate Kid and Toy Story caught at Malaysia was great. I kinda miss the days there, :(. If only there's time machine, and i'll stop my time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, baby came over to my house from 1pm to 12am. We did nothing, but looking at baby playing Plants VS Zombies. I pray everything's well now. My heartaches so much last night. It was me again, i think too much. Blew small matter up, and causes unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there's trust. I'm sure there's love. There's exactly everything, what's missing?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i'm just seeking for a little more attention than usual. I know everything's gonna be okie in time. You know you'll always have me. You've got to remember those promises.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, i luv you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-6027262485815494788?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6027262485815494788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=6027262485815494788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6027262485815494788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6027262485815494788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-yours.html' title='I&apos;m yours.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/i6vywy_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-6832036824002234889</id><published>2010-06-27T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T01:04:23.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a promise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi darling boy. You're awesome, you're sweet. You're the greatest gift god has ever gave me. You made me believe, you changed me. You'll always be the one. We'll grow old together; -it's a promise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/25572ae.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby left my house at 11.50pm just now. He's being sucha slow pok today, cause i waited for him for almost the whole day:(. And he only reaches my house at 9pm:(. It might be just a while, but i'm contented enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, speaking about my Malaysia trip. I enjoyed myself there. And i believe so does baby, right? ^^ Though it's only two nights, it might be short; but it definitely left me with great memories. Memories that i never had before in my eighteen years. I ton the whole night before heading down to golden mile, was on the phone with baby till late, and went to get ready and off for Malaysia. First night wasn't right at first, but after piecing up stuff with baby, everything went on smoothly. It might be something bad, but it definitely benefits me a lot. It tells me, without baby; i'm nothing. It was great spending my days there with baby. Cause everyday before i turns in, baby would pat me to sleep. And when i'm awake, the first person i see it's gonna be baby. Days spent there was like heaven. I love the cooling weather there.&lt;br /&gt;I've started missing the days there once i got back to singapore. I want travel with baby again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-6832036824002234889?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6832036824002234889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=6832036824002234889' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6832036824002234889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6832036824002234889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-promise.html' title='It&apos;s a promise.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/25572ae_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-5948787974442229896</id><published>2010-06-22T02:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T02:53:00.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe it’s the way you grab my hand and hold it or the way you kiss me or maybe its the way you let me put my arms around you, maybe it’s the way you look at me and your smile just makes me melt, maybe it’s the way we can talk on the phone for hours about absolutely nothing but I still feel like I just had the best conversation of my whole life, maybe it’s the way that I want to break down and cry and you'll be there to wipe my tears away, maybe that’s it that makes me want to be with you so bad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be leaving for Malaysia with Baby and family in less than six hours time. I hope it's gonna be fun. I know i gonna enjoy it to the max with baby's presence. (Y) Can't wait to see you later, baby! Can't wait to eat your bread later! ^^v&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i'm so damn lazy to upload the photos up on blog. Cause everytime when i tried to upload, it tells me my connection got problem. &amp;amp; i'm super pissed.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post once i'm back from Malaysia! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-5948787974442229896?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5948787974442229896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=5948787974442229896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/5948787974442229896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/5948787974442229896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-you.html' title='It&apos;s you.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-7631671689845501825</id><published>2010-06-20T01:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T03:15:45.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Together as one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter what this world put you through, i'll always be behind you. One thing you must know, you're not alone; never alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day.&lt;br /&gt;I miss baby so much right now. :( I yearn to see him so much. :(&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby. I can't wait. It's just two days away. After that, you're gonna stick to me 24/7 already. ^^v It sounds so-not-real, but it's true! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed myself when hanging out with zoe that day. I have a great time singing my heart out, screaming like mad with her. Took super damn lots of photo in the room. I swear i love the room so muchz. It made me felt like i'm staying in a hotel for a day. There's blanket, there's 'shoe', there's computer(with internet games), there's cushion. The best was the sofa, it felt so much like a bed. But it cost us fifty dollar for five hours, worth it not. (To me, yes.) I'm gonna visit there again! ^^v I bet Zoe enjoyed herself too. So, after our k session Zoe went home while i waited for baby to find me. Baby is being a slow pok that day, heh. Baby see me home after that. I luv baby much muchz! ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2a9zkn7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i47.tinypic.com/dmeade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i47.tinypic.com/20sen1y.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i46.tinypic.com/wc1ft2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/29zk0m.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/2uiem3l.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/aaeyhc.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/20gbspe.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2a9a9tf.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2m3o3s1.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/xd8cpg.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/1555oc2.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/ayrdja.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, i have a hard time uploading my photos. My connection is so damn screwed. Shit, shall upload the rest soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-7631671689845501825?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7631671689845501825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=7631671689845501825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7631671689845501825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7631671689845501825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/06/together-as-one.html' title='Together as one.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/2a9zkn7_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-5737120589140072129</id><published>2010-06-17T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T01:47:27.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know that feeling you get when you’re on a roller coaster for the first time? Or you’re going too high on a swing? That’s the way I feel when I’m around you. There’s those times when you look at me, or you’ll hold me; and I can’t even explain it. But that’s what I feel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rotting at home for today. And by staying at home, i think i can 'grow mushroom' one fine day. However, tomorrow i'm heading out. Wait for my pretty pictures for tomorrow. I guess i'll have tons of it to upload. ^^v Actually i've nothing much to post. But i'm trying to update something to fill this empty space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2dtywcy.jpg" border="0" alt="baby's"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about yesterday. Headed down to Marina for late lunch with baby, mummy and sist. Had pizza hut for late lunch, then shopped around. K session till 11plus, headed to Bukit merah view's market for supper. Home sweet home at 12plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting excited. Excitement is drawing nearer. I can't wait. ^^v&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-5737120589140072129?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5737120589140072129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=5737120589140072129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/5737120589140072129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/5737120589140072129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/06/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/2dtywcy_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-3946733071867136183</id><published>2010-06-15T23:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:12:39.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the best gift that god has ever gave me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Happiness is the soundtrack of my life.' Happiness means there's the presence of&lt;/strong&gt; you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Sweetheart" src="http://i48.tinypic.com/f0rvb6.jpg" width="170" height="230" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Baby's" src="http://i47.tinypic.com/xddzic.jpg" width="170" height="230" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, finally. I managed to meet up with baby. I missed you so much over those two days. It's as though i'm going through hell all by myself without you. I just felt like my heart was dying. Dying to see you so much. Okie, whatever it may be, i saw you just now; I met you just now. It may be boring cause all we did was just walking around the whole shopping mall aimlessly. It may be just an ordinary walk in the same shopping mall again. It all doesn't matter to me much. It's the time spent with you that made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bascially, we just went from one shopping mall to another. I was being stupid enough to bring baby all around whole shopping mall just to get down from L2 to L1. I even asked baby to take the lift down to L1 and it turned out to be the carpark. I must have a great laugh at myself. Had our lunch at MS's Swensens. Bus-ed down to Bugis, Streets &gt;Iluma's tornado to slack &gt; Junction. Oh yes, i had KOI again! Yayness manz. I think one day i'll die cause of milk tea, but i don't care. ^^v I'm gonna have my honey milk tea still! Walked around the whole junction with baby. Till six plus, bought Chewy Junior and KOI back from mummy and sist. Baby came over to my place, and left at ten. I spent the whole day with baby, and yet i can be missing him right now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's so sweetz. Baby's so wonderful. Baby's so awesome. You know why? He only slept for four hours and he still never failed to accompany me out for the whole day. But poor baby gonna have darker circles already. ^^ Baby's the one; the one who never failed to brighten up my days. &lt;strong&gt;Luv you, baby! (L)&lt;/strong&gt; ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then for today! Can't wait till next tuesday! Awwwwwwwww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-3946733071867136183?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3946733071867136183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=3946733071867136183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3946733071867136183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3946733071867136183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/06/happiness.html' title='Happiness.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/f0rvb6_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-4565793472167453235</id><published>2010-06-14T23:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T23:30:46.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you, baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to be just a chapter. I want to be the whole story.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to be someone who makes your life a complete. I want to be someone that makes a difference in your life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want go through ups and downs with you. I want to complete the whole story of life with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby! It's been two days since i last saw you. I miss you hell muchz, you know. I want to see you tomorrow. I want to give you a big big hug tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and today sucks so much without you. All i can do was to stare at photos, imagining that you're right here with me. :( But i was lucky enough, those two days passed damn fast. Soon, in less than twenty-four hours; i can see baby already!Yayness man. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby. Think of where we're going tomorrow k! I'm sure we gonna have a wonderful day tomorrow! Miss you a whole lot manz. Awwwwwwww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-4565793472167453235?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4565793472167453235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=4565793472167453235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4565793472167453235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4565793472167453235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-dont-want-to-be-just-chapter.html' title='I miss you, baby.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-2423703547620118938</id><published>2010-06-13T22:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T17:56:33.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Baby, i love you. More than you could ever know. More than my own life. You make my life a whole lot better, you make me want to be better and deserve the world. Which is why i'm going to try and give you everything i have b'cause that's how much I love you. Forever; You and me. I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, finally. Long await holidays are here, like finally k. Last week before holiday was damn awesome, i swear. Lessons were damn slack, suck-iest lesson was all cancelled. Ohmygodz, it felt like heaven that only week. It's holiday, i'm so happy. Next week gonna be the BEST, I'm very sure of it. It might be short, but i'm sure it's gonna be a memorable, sweet, happy holiday for us. I know baby and I gonna enjoy it to the max, right right baby.^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about school. Last thurday i didn't attend school, so that's counted when my holiday started? Thursday's lesson is only from 8-10am, Which is only two hours. Cause OA was cancelled. Ended up, i met up with Zoe at Bugis to buy my stuffs. Had KOI, it's damn awesome. I love KOI so muchxzxz. Zoe had to leave to meet her friends, while i went to meet baby. Walked around Bugis, bus-ed to Vivo. Walked around and had dinner at HarbourFront. Home sweet home aftermath. As for Friday, i attended school! &lt;: Though lesson was till 12.30, cause it's half an hour earlier dismissal. Lessons on friday never failed to boredz me(like usual). Headed to baby's house after school. Baby cooked macaroni as lunch for me. So sweetzxzxzxz of him. and he sent me back home at six plus. Friday's macaroni was fantastic! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was saturday; a day out with baby to town. Caught 'A nightmare on elm street' at Cineleisure. Had Esteler 77 for lunch with baby. So, while waiting for our movie to start we actually walked around the whole town. From Cineleisure to Taka to Wisma to Shaw to far east to Cine to 313 and back to Cine. Baby made me walked all around town :(But, i had a super good talk with baby while sitting down at Shaw. Right baby? ^^v Home sweet home at 8plus. Baby then accompanied me for dinner at my house downstair's coffee shop. Baby's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, for today. I stayed at home the whole day. and i miss baby so muchiez! :( Have been watching tv ever since i'm awake. Till late evening, i headed down to relative's house with my grandma awhile; and headed home soon after that. What's on for tomorrow? I'm so bored staying at home. and i've yet to complete my holiday assignments. CMB's presentation, Be's report. and when school reopen, i'm gonna have my Agf's CA2. Ohmygodz, what a holiday. CMB presentation will make me go insane...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-2423703547620118938?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2423703547620118938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=2423703547620118938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2423703547620118938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2423703547620118938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/06/holiday.html' title='Holiday~'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-4601155804686936024</id><published>2010-06-10T02:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T23:06:22.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is worth living for.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;What's life all about?&lt;br /&gt;There are so much of ups and downs in everyone's life. The one who fights them lives the life for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If we are still living, we are still breathing; we are to treasure each and every moment. Not everyone can be as lucky as us. The journey might be long, but live it with your strength and confidence. In every part of your life, feel proud of who you are today. Life's not always fair. Sometimes you can get a splinter even sliding down a rainbow. Even if the world came crashing down on you, that doesn't even mean it's the end of your world. Sometimes, even a small little things can change your life a whole lot. What's more can life be? Life is full of surprises, life is full of amazing things, life is full of obstacles... No matter what, you ought to give it a try. It might works, it might not too; at least you don't live your life with so much of regrets. Learn to treasure and cherish every moment from now. Never even let a seconds go a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;'...life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-4601155804686936024?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4601155804686936024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=4601155804686936024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4601155804686936024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4601155804686936024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-is-worth-living-for.html' title='Life is worth living for.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-8821406091701194849</id><published>2010-06-09T19:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T02:22:13.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"We fill the silence with empty sounds."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, this week is indeed a fantastic. No SW lesson on thursday, no LPD lesson on tuesday. Lessons that i usually hate to attend, i don't have to attend them this week. (Y) That's the best! Monday was boring, Tuesday was the best. NO LPD LESSON, which means i ended school earlier. Supposed to be 5pm, ended up released at 1pm. Headed to Bugis with Zoe for lunch, had Swensens. (Y) Then accompanied her to buy her pants, walked around and i trained down to PS meet baby and sist. Walked around and home sweet home. (:&lt;br /&gt;Today's boring. Lessons were even bored, me and zoe just spent our time in the library reading Mr.Kiasu. (I know it's lame, it's stupid. But it's damn funny.) Today suck, I didn't get to go home with baby. Except that he accompanied me to school in the morning! &lt;: Luv DDT ttvm. ^^v Can't wait, two more days! (Y) I want holiday! I want movie on saturday, baby! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;It makes me feel so much of a heart ache talking about these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In some way, somehow; i get to know that to be a good girlfriend, she must actually do so much in order to play her role well. Doesn't mean you did something good/nice once, it means you're a nice girlfriend. There's way too much things left for me to do... I know i haven't be on my best... I know i can do so much better. I know things will get much better... I know i should learn to be much more understanding... I know i should learn to spare thoughts... I know i should get rid of my bad habits... I know you should deserve someone better... Seriously, fuck and screw myself for being like this. I want everything to get better so much! I don't want to face those situations ever again.. :( I'm terribly sorry to always cause you those unnecessary worries. I'm also terribly sorry to make this r.s became sucha challenging one to you. But no matter what, i promise i gonna go through it with you. We'll still have to be on the battlefield one fine day, i know we'll make it through... I know we're gonna get better (L). Give it a change, joey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-8821406091701194849?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8821406091701194849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=8821406091701194849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8821406091701194849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8821406091701194849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/06/silence.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-7618706451297107294</id><published>2010-06-06T14:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:02:03.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Just because her eyes don't tear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;doesn't mean her heart doesn't cry."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;just b'cause she comes off strong, doesn't mean there's nothing wrong.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i wish i'm still little, no worries be it studies or anything... It's so much of a carefree life...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Sunday. Mummy is coming back later! Dad is out. Both sister and I are at home doing nothing. I'm feeling so hungry and dead. I hope to see baby later. Tomorrow's school, meaning there's OA test tomorrow. Anticipating holiday's arrival manzxz. I want to play around with baby so much.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to yesterday. Was almost screwed despite it's a saturday afternoon. Yesterday afternoon was the suck-iest ever.&lt;br /&gt;Baby had lunch with me at market first, &gt;Tiong, &gt;AMK, &gt;PS. Caught 'Marmaduke' and had dinner, &gt;313. Baby bus back home with me. It's still early, we went to park and slack. That's the best of the day. That's the time where i felt so happy talking to baby. That's what that made my day. Headed home at 10.30pm. I had a wonderful talk with baby! ^^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-7618706451297107294?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7618706451297107294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=7618706451297107294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7618706451297107294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7618706451297107294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-because-her-eyes-dont-tear-doesnt.html' title='Made my day'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-6669769358767332956</id><published>2010-06-04T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T23:11:46.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;"I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now, and live in it forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. Today is Friday and i didn't attend school. (Y) My muscles were aching like crazy, and that i could hardly walk please. (I know i'm weak. Cause i hardly exercise.^^) Text zoe telling her i'm not attending school, and she didn't attend together with candy too. Met baby at Tiong after his lesson before heading to his house. Baby cooked for me, for like the first time. ^^ Baby sent me home at 8plus.(Y) Tomorrow is saturday! Can't wait to go out with baby and watch movies. I'm sure i gonna luv it.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's NAFA almost made me go crazy/mad. It's stupid three hours of NAFA. All five stations and 2.4 run were completed in 3hours. You must think that's so crazy. But thank god, next week there's no SW lesson(Y). I bet next week gonna be an awesome week. Plus, it's gonna be the last week of school before holidays start! Seriously can't wait till holiday.&lt;br /&gt;and, tomorrow's gonna be the day that i'm gonna enjoy to the fullest. Mum's oversea, left dad, sister and me. Somehow the house is like so quiet. No one's in the living room. It's so boringz. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-6669769358767332956?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6669769358767332956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=6669769358767332956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6669769358767332956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6669769358767332956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/06/forever.html' title='Forever'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-4931547304397079959</id><published>2010-06-01T10:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T11:11:39.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worthwhile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I know love isn't painless but it's worth the risk, it's worth the fight."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost eleven now. So, it's Agf right nowz. One more hour to go before Cmb's CA approaching. :( Today is a boring day. Lesson gonna end at five, worst still there's LPD lesson. Oh my damn god. :( Can't wait till the school ends man. I hope to escape from Thursday too. I don't wanna run, i don't wanna do five stations:( I hop it rains on Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I update cause Zoe said she's my blog's Number.1 Fanz. She kept asking me to update, she miss my post, she miss me. She wants me to talk about her in my post, she wants me to announce each and every of her funny stuffs. I always have a great time laughing at her. Zoe, I'm so damn full now! Cause i spent three dollars just now, when i actually said i wanna save money! :( Oh yes, she's very happy that i dreamt of her! I know she wish me dreaming of her everyday! HAHA. She's one seat away from me right now! :( Can't wait to laugh with you later! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got egg mayo bread made by baby for breakfast today! ^^ Baby gonna wait for me an hour till i end my class, and we'll go home together like usual! Tomorrow; i'm not gonna like it. Cause baby gonna end so late :( Gonna miss you like crazy tomorrow! :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-4931547304397079959?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4931547304397079959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=4931547304397079959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4931547304397079959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4931547304397079959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/06/worthwhile.html' title='Worthwhile'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-512553606716108395</id><published>2010-05-30T00:35:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T02:30:07.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little things</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Sometimes, it's the little things that brighten up our days"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Baby" src="http://i49.tinypic.com/30iwcgm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really passed too fast. It's sunday, cause the time past twelve already. Three days of Weekends are almost coming to an end, monday's gonna be like some shit again. BE test on monday, CMB test on tuesday. :( Holidays, faster faster approach us! Well, at least i've enjoyed myself in the past two days with baby.&lt;br /&gt;On friday, which is Vesak Day; Headed to ECP with baby for cycling session! ^^ We rented the bike for four hours. But my lovely baby is being sweet enough to cycle me around ECP. I didn't cycle even a single bit, therefore i don't have any cramps after that. ^^ Baby's being the sweetest thing on earth. Home sweet home at nine. (I've got no photos for today.)&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, which is yesterday(cause it's after twelve); Headed to bugis with baby first. Get my dad's pants changed, then to Iluma for photo fun. Bus-ed to baby's house aftermath for early dinner. Left for USS with baby to meet up with mummy and Co. Then dinner with everyone at somewhere idk the location for late dinner. Dad drove baby home, and we're finally back home at ten plus. Today is sucha tiring yet enjoyable day for me. Sometimes i even wished there's forty-eight hours a day, so that i can spend it all with baby. Cause at times, given twenty-four hours wasn't enough at all. I want to spend more time with baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2it1oow.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/mtxts.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/2v1knjt.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/2i0udqq.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/ivjzlx.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/w6rwcj.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2r6mown.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/21jr6dv.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/33vovmh.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2hsah43.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/64otas.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2806p7o.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/j0xndi.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2rfzja0.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2wmjqmv.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/28iraj8.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/6yl26f.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2zr4a4n.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby's"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with these photos! It's getting late, goodnight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby's awesome! &lt;: Luv you. (I doubt anyone knows how much i luv this noob.) ^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-512553606716108395?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/512553606716108395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=512553606716108395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/512553606716108395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/512553606716108395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-its-little-things-that.html' title='Little things'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/30iwcgm_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-1304812830628301986</id><published>2010-05-26T21:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T22:56:31.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"When I give you my time, means I'm giving you a portion of my life that I'll never get back. So don't waste it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Baby" src="http://i48.tinypic.com/35bs1s8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, today is a sunny Wednesday. Drag myself out of bed as usual, tiring. Except that today baby didn't go to school with me. School is boring like usual, i don't like it. BE and CMB's CA are drawing nearer and nearer already. I hate BE, but i've got no choice, it's one of the module :( Today was kinda nice, cause there's no BE lesson! (Y) However, there's BE tmr. :( Worst still, SW lesson tmr; super dead.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to today. Agf, CMB, OA and END SCHOOL. Zoe is being so ass. Whenever i see her "\m/ stick tongue out face" i gonna go mad and laugh non-stop. She's sucha sucker, i don't like her. Nicole came over to J8 and had pizza hut with me. Baby came along too, cause he's being such a naughty boy; not attending school today. Headed to Nicole's house with baby for awhile. Played with her dogs, talked around and left at 6. Baby sent me home, homesweethome at 7. Tiring, yet enjoyable. Cause it's been ages since i last saw Nicole! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Okie, as for now. I seriously can't wait till friday to arrive. I want holidays! I want to spend more time with baby! I want to go shopping! I want to watch movie! I want to go everywhere! (with baby).&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Zoe was webcam-ing with me just now. Doing her \m/ stick out tongue action. Makes me laugh like mad to the computer screen. She's so bad, always doing that action to me in class! :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've never failed to give me so much love and care. 've never failed to play your part as a boyfriend. 've never failed to give in so much to me. You've been so wonderful towards me. We've been struggling so much recently, just to go through that obstacle that's obstructing our way. I knew we're gonna make it through, and yes we did. I know, no matter how tough the obstacles gonna be in future; we'll still make it through. You're too awesome, thanks for giving in so much to me. Luv you, always; baby&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-1304812830628301986?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1304812830628301986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=1304812830628301986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1304812830628301986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1304812830628301986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/05/too-awesome.html' title='Too awesome'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/35bs1s8_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-5774806367458190048</id><published>2010-05-24T19:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T22:08:03.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartache</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The minute i think of giving up, i think of the reason why i held on so long."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/20fsqwo.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was not a good day in the morning, in the afternoon. Today's lesson is boring. I think i'm gonna fail my BE's report. Ended school, walked around J8 with Zoe, had my favourite KOI. Off we go to Tai Seng for interview. I swear the interview sucks, and it's the worst interview ever. However, the pay was damn attractive, i swear. Interview ended @ 6, separated with Zoe and headed to Tiong and met baby. Down to market for dinner, and here i am blogging!&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what exactly i did last thursday and friday. I remembered i went to MS for fondue and Marina Bay Sands with baby on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday &lt;/strong&gt;- Was terrible at first, but pretty enjoying at last. Baby's went for passion run thingy at ECP while i'm at home. :( How can i stay at home doing nothing on weekends? Met Zoe at Tiong at 4plus, headed to Bugis. Walked around at streets, then Iluma. Basically, we just spent the whole time slacking at Tornado photo fun-ing. Zoe made me laugh like some mad ass, Zoe made me so embarrassed. Ended up getting two cute little mickey mouse file for like $4 each with the points. Oh yes, Zoe even scam one credit from Tornado, and got 15tickets for it. (Y) However, i had a great time with her though. Managed to meet baby after his ECP thingy. He came over to Bugis to find me at nine plus, had Pastamania for late dinner. Lastly, baby sent me back home! It's awesome, cause i get to see baby, i get to go crazy with Zoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/fvln6g.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Weather sucks to the max, cause it's effing hot. Headed to Sentosa for a walk with baby. Did nothing there, just merely walking from place to place under that sickening weather. Went back to Vivo at 3plus, caught "Once a gangster" and home sweet home for dinner. Days with baby are awesome, good, and great. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2hgrdq8.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/11c6ro7.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2hromtf.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/5foxtc.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/vj8z8.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/1ffchs.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/11gpwtd.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/157j3wh.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/i3gktg.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/2rfafc7.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/t9xlol.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/25s1rv4.jpg" border="0" alt="Baby"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally done with these photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eventually, it's gonna be a sunshine after the rain. I'm terribly sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-5774806367458190048?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5774806367458190048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=5774806367458190048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/5774806367458190048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/5774806367458190048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/05/heartache.html' title='Heartache'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/20fsqwo_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-233491660740265402</id><published>2010-05-19T22:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T23:27:12.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold them tightly</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You lose what you don't hold."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="DUMBO" src="http://i46.tinypic.com/r7pwqt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is not good. Cause i went home all by myself without baby.:( Except that i ended school almost half an hour early than usual. Headed off for lunch at Pizza Hut with Candy and Zoe as usual. Back home aftermath. BE's report is almost driving me crazy just now. But thanks to baby's help. ^^ luv you. Dead, tomorrow SW lesson again. I don't like it. (N)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh yes, i've got this friend i just got to know a month ago. She love acting cute like don't know what, she always make me laugh like don't know what. She's none other than Zoe. A girl whom we always hang out together in school. To the extend that even teachers and classmates got mixed up with our names. She's funny, she loves "yi ge dong yi ge dong" a lot. HAHA. She always claim that she's natural cute (which i don't think so). HAHAHA. Oh ya, also she loves her "CONE TEACHER" a lot. (can't stop laughing)! HAHAH. So yes, she finally updated her dead blog and asked me to link her! Okie, see you tomorrow girl!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-233491660740265402?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/233491660740265402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=233491660740265402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/233491660740265402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/233491660740265402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/05/hold-them-tightly.html' title='Hold them tightly'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/r7pwqt_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-8477019076340828203</id><published>2010-05-18T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:17:40.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetest thing ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I'm not afraid to fall. It means i climbed too high and it shows that (at least i tried)."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;still wants to be the girl who believes in once upon a time; and forever ever after...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's being so sweet to complete that tiny dumbo's (all time fav) puzzle for me. Greatly appreciated, and lovin' it so much. Baby has never failed to do so much for me. He've spent nights completing that puzzle, despite of having school the next day. Baby, you know i luv you muchxz muchxz. ^^v&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah; Back to school. Presentation for CMB is over, CA for Agf is over too. However, BE's CA is coming so soon, which is end of May. I didn't know time pass so slow for school. It's only a month since school started and so many tests and presentations are coming up. Can't wait till holidays to enjoy, and next week's public holiday. Can't wait till weekends!&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling so tired every day after i get home. I'll never fail to turn in before 10pm. My body somehow needs so much sleep suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Sixty-Eight more days to Jay Chou's concert. Seriously, can't wait. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Can't wait till June to travel with baby. Can't wait, can't wait! ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-8477019076340828203?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8477019076340828203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=8477019076340828203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8477019076340828203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8477019076340828203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/05/sweetest-thing-ever.html' title='Sweetest thing ever'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-3189936005710941545</id><published>2010-05-16T11:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T11:47:07.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's luv</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Baby's" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/16icd5.jpg" width="240" height="320" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Baby's" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/1r5l6d.jpg" width="240" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chinese Garden &gt; Jurong Point &gt; Home (along with baby).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was awesome (Y). Had a good time with baby at Jurong's swimming complex. Baby's late for forty minutes! :( Reached Jurong @ about twelve plus, and left the place @ seven. Headed down to JP with baby for dinner. Dined at Swensens, and Home sweet Home at ten.&lt;br /&gt;Sunburnt, and all thanks to baby that noob ass! However, i enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, school again tomorrow. Weekends somehow past super fast. Weekdays somehow come super super fast. Seriously, can't wait will june and july come. Can't wait till June holidays to come, and i can spend like the whole holidays with baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-3189936005710941545?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3189936005710941545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=3189936005710941545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3189936005710941545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3189936005710941545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/05/babys-luv.html' title='Baby&apos;s luv'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/16icd5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-6003481193682431903</id><published>2010-05-09T20:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:13:22.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy mother's day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"They live happily ever after ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/16i63hz.jpg" border="0" alt="JAY CHOU \m/"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till July. Can't wait till i see him. Can't wait till i go for his concert!(Y) and it's like finally till i get this ticket! &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Firstly, Happy Mother's Day. I'm proud enough to have such a wonderful mummy! &lt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've like so much to update about school. I think i've a lot to whine about too. I hate last thursday. SW lesson sucks, I fell sick immediately after SW lesson. I swear i was feeling damn weak after that. Headache, followed by cold, followed by fever. I think it's also partly cause of the sickening weather. Didn't attend school on friday and i've been sick for the past three days. :(&lt;br /&gt;Baby has been super awesome these three days. Baby bought me fever patch, baby bought me Strepsils, baby brought two bottles of home cook herbal tea to me late at night, baby accompanied me through the night when i can't sleep. I love my baby muchiez! &lt;: No appetite recently. All i had was small portion of marconi for my meals. :( fastfast fully recover please. Baby shall get well soon too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/1imz41.jpg" border="0" alt="Sweetsweet love."&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above ^ is my love. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one can be as wonderful as you, i can promise you that. You've never failed to take good care of me. You gave me the best tender care, that no one can give me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-6003481193682431903?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6003481193682431903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=6003481193682431903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6003481193682431903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6003481193682431903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy.html' title='Happy mother&apos;s day!'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/16i63hz_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-8722631572325700061</id><published>2010-05-04T19:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T20:51:39.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No one except you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You are the most exciting, most amazing thing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't wanna lose you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Baby's" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/2mgq9z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was usual again. Headed off to school with luv. Lessons till 11am, and was released for lunch till 12pm. Assembled at foyer and headed off to MacPherson for talk. Talk was so boring that i can fall asleep. Home sweet home at 6plus. Tuesday and Wednesday are awesome days, cause tabletime says that i have no BE lessons! ^^v&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till tomorrow. I hope i'm gonna have a good news, pray hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you, that's my secret. No hearts, no pretty drawings, no poems.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm very happy, how about you? I felt so blessed, how about you? I felt that we're so loving, how about you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've never stop having wonderful days and memorable moments ever since that day. I felt that there's so much changes in my life; every now and then when i think back of the older days. I've never thought that today will come so soon. Ever since then, i knew i have a great boyfriend. I knew no one can ever love me as much as he does, no one can ever care for me as much as he does, no one can ever make me happy as much as he does, no one can ever do as much things as he did for me. No one can ever be compared to him. Cause i know he'll be the best that i can ever find. A special kind of feeling no one can understand except you. It's because of those ups and downs that you've went through with me makes me cherish and love you more. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make me believe in forevermore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-8722631572325700061?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8722631572325700061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=8722631572325700061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8722631572325700061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8722631572325700061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-are-most-exciting-most-amazing-most.html' title='No one except you'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/2mgq9z_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-7764250501274696141</id><published>2010-05-03T17:24:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T19:19:03.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Only you and me believe; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that this love will last forever through the storm that's growing stronger."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 661px; HEIGHT: 460px" border="0" alt="LOVE" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/16tdlk.jpg" width="660" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got school today, but ended up not attending. I woke up early in the morning prepared and headed off to school with luv. I've got sandwich prepared by luv &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. Wasn't really feeling well when i reached there, luv insisted on bringing me back home to rest. Therefore, he accompanied me and took train back home with me.&lt;br /&gt;I will die and i can die if i think i were to attend school just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edited./&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Daddy's birthday celebration, luv came over at 6plus. Dad came home only at 9pm. and luv left at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Baby's" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/w1r977.jpg" width="520" height="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="happy Birthday!" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/116hwgj.jpg" width="520" height="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Baby's" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/ka0h9w.jpg" width="520" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Happy Birthday Daddy! &lt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-7764250501274696141?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7764250501274696141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=7764250501274696141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7764250501274696141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/7764250501274696141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-believe.html' title='We believe'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/16tdlk_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-6071540191153913154</id><published>2010-05-02T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:37:04.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He was the best.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You're good enough. Believe it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="baby's" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/tahij9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now met luv at downstairs, cab down with mum, avril and luv to suntec first. Dined at Aston, waited for the rest to come. Celebrated dad's advance birthday. Walked around and dad drove luv back. Home sweet home at 9plus.&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow, :(. How i wish tomorrow is a public holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="baby's" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/mtm1zl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was awesome, yet tiring. Left home with mummy to Anchorpoint to order cake and met luv there. Had Xing Wang for lunch, then headed to Plaza Sing with luv. Supposed to catch Ice kacang, but tickets were selling fast. :( Train-ed down to Cine, then walked down to Paragon to find Candy at her workplace, then walked down to shaw. Then train-ed down to Bugis. Slacked around at Bugis, luv had his late dinner @ Mos. Bus-ed down to Tiong Park. Rested awhile walked to Tiong to meet mum, dad, and avril. Caught midnight show "Iron man 2". Time-slots were almost full. The show lasted for two hours, but i was sleeping in the cinema till almost the end of the show and i woke up. Cinema was like so stuffy, and i was damn tiredz. Dad drove luv back home and home sweet home @ 2plus. Afterall, Iron man 2 wasn't that bad. &lt;: (Y) &lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/2euh1lg.jpg" width="220" height="280" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="baby's" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/16h9g5d.jpg" width="220" height="280" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/35347dx.jpg" width="220" height="280" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-27/04: Today was alright, despite of that tiring SW lesson. Weather was freaking hot, and perspired like crazy. Exercises are crazy too. One hour and thirty minutes of Exercising will kill me one fine day. I don't know how to survive for the rest of the SW lessons. : After SW lesson, cab down to Zoe house to bathe. Was rushing as we're late for class for like-what-the-hell-fortyfive-minutes. Ended lessons, luv came and fetch me home! &lt;: &lt;p&gt;Friday-28/04: Today was luv's first day of school at my campus. Cause he managed to transfer over! &lt;: So we went to school together in the morning, but somehow i hate today's morning so muchiez. :( So, after school luv waited for me and we headed to J8's Mac together with candy and zoe to have all times favourite's McSpicy. Luv accompanied me back home aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didn't know time actually flies, and we went through so much of ups and downs within such a short period of time. That made me realised how much we both meant to each other. It's a special kind of feeling that no words could describe it&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-6071540191153913154?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6071540191153913154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=6071540191153913154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6071540191153913154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6071540191153913154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/05/youre-good-enough.html' title='He was the best.'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/tahij9_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-6606422171042229926</id><published>2010-04-28T18:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:57:22.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Love is a feeling, not a decision."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/30jjp7s.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;/centeR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, luv came and fetch me after school @5pm. Screw the LPD lesson that made me so bored. Had dinner with luv at market, and home sweet home @ 7plus.&lt;br /&gt;Today was kind of awesome i think. Cause in the morning, my sweet luv prepared me a heart-warming breakfast &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; and headed off to school together with me. Agf was as usual, not as boring as the other lessons. CMB was like as if it's free period, OA was alright. Ended lessons @ 1pm, luv came over to my school. Bought me KOI; my all time favourite. &lt;: &lt;br /&gt;Then i headed off to LTA for class bonding, while luv went over to LTA to fetch me after i ended my bonding. My luv is sweet enough to follow me from place to place just to fetch me back (Y). Trip to LTA wasn't as boring as i thought it gonna be. Surprisingly, it turned out way much more enjoyable. I have a great time laughing together with my three other girls there. &lt;: Class bonding trip wasn't that bad; afterall. Left the place at about 3.30pm, so luv was outside LTA waiting for me. Train-ed down to Vivo City with luv, walked around and bought myself a pair of heels(Y). Bus-ed home with luv aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/2ue2zc9.jpg" border="0" height="280" width="220" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/29engpe.jpg" border="0" height="280" width="220" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/11wfsbq.jpg" border="0" height="280" width="220" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/2rrqrko.jpg" border="0" height="280" width="220" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/ojgym9.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/1zf0qip.jpg" border="0" height="280" width="220" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/15e9zx1.jpg" border="0" height="280" width="220" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion: Today was goodgoodgoodgood! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, not looking forward to tomorrow cause of SW lesson. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ps/ Screwed those online sellers. Their prices for per ticket was never lesser than 500. And they could actually earn double of the normal price. It's so superb not worth it for a two and a half hour thing. I'm still so sadz over not getting the tickets,&lt;/em&gt; :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-6606422171042229926?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6606422171042229926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=6606422171042229926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6606422171042229926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6606422171042229926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/04/awesome-wednesday.html' title='Awesome Wednesday'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/30jjp7s_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-9044835840977753869</id><published>2010-04-27T10:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:10:43.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Pretty" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/33f3xxf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think the sneaker above is very pretty. I love it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So currently, i'm now in school's computer lab surfing the net. Lessons are so boring, what made me even more bored is knowing that today's time table says that i'll end school "as early as" 5pm. :( I don't like today. I feel so tired, i feel so bored in the lab now. I think i need more sleep cause i didn't get to sleep early last night. I don't feel like attending LPD, i really don't like. Cause LPD is gonna make me stay in school till 5pm. :( I want to end school earlier.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i can meet luv later. I hope to see luv later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-9044835840977753869?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/9044835840977753869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=9044835840977753869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/9044835840977753869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/9044835840977753869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-sneaker-above-is-very-pretty.html' title='Tiring'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/33f3xxf_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-1841553761531529705</id><published>2010-04-25T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T23:39:07.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="Baby's" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/vcxp20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is sunday, and i'm spending my day at home. Luv is coming over to my house for dinner later! &lt;: Tomorrow is monday, Monday blues and school again :( But there's OA tmr, meaning it's facebook-ing time again! Tuesday is even more awesome, whole day comp lab is mine! Lessons are all conducted in comp lab (Y). Anway, yesterday went for facial appointment with mum. Luv came and find me @ 6pm, cab-ed down to bugis with mom and luv to meet avril for dinner. Dine at Iluma's Fish market, however me still prefer fish &amp;amp; Co.'s food. Shopped around and home with luv @ 10plus. &lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/egny3s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/dz9wcl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed- 21/04: Met luv at Tiong, then headed down to Queensway for lunch, then to Ikea with luv. Today is not a good day! It rain again. I don't like it. Home-d with a very very sucky mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs- 22/04: Today sucks i think. Cause Jay Chou's concert ticket is sold out again within 4hours. And sistic's queue seriously gave me a shock, mum actually helped me to queue but ended up not getting any tickets. Still searching hard to buy tickets from online sellers. Anyway, i had my all time favourite McSpicy during my break. Ended school @ 3pm, headed down to Bugis with Zoe and Candy. Luv came and fetch me home from Bugis after his lessons. And it actually rain again when i was on my way back. Home sweet home; aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday- 23/04: I love today. Cause today school starts @ 9am and ends @ 1pm. My sweetsweet luv actually prepared a heart-warming breakfast for me, and actually delivered down to my house doorstep before heading to school. &lt;: It's a rainy day again; but somehow i hate the weather a lot. Luv came over t J8 and fetch me &lt;: , had lunch @ Pizza Hut. Took Circle line down to kallang, and had Kbox session with luv. Train-ed down to tiong and had dinner. Home Sweet home @ 9. I love almost every day spent with luv. &lt;: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby's the sweetest thing i can ever have. I believe; so much thing in us. I know we will and we can weather all the storms together as one. Someone who actually gave me courage, and strength. Someone who has never failed to brighten up my days. I'm already contented with what i have now. We've much more chapters of love to complete. One day, we'll .... :&gt; Love you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-1841553761531529705?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1841553761531529705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=1841553761531529705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1841553761531529705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1841553761531529705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/04/sweet.html' title='Sweet'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/vcxp20_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-9218807095055820260</id><published>2010-04-22T14:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T18:53:20.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not happy, :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do what you think is right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently in Comp lab; supposed to have OA lessons but ended up playing FB and blogger. Forty-five minutes and lessons will come to an end. Can't wait till weekends to arrive!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously screwed the system. How i wish i don't have school today. How i wish today is weekend. If there's no school/weekend today. I might have went earlier. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so upset over it. Superb upset.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to sistic, people started queuing as early as 7 in the morning. Even before the sistic was open... Fug like seriously. Saturday's one also like that, Now Friday's one also like that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna buy it from online, and i hope there's people selling. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-9218807095055820260?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/9218807095055820260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=9218807095055820260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/9218807095055820260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/9218807095055820260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-happy.html' title='Not happy, :('/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-4156175977797764649</id><published>2010-04-20T20:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T21:09:13.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extremely happy, me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It's tough when someone special starts to ignore you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but it's even tougher to pretend that you don't mind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was monday blues. Today was awesome. So, what's more?&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i've got the mood to post now! As for yesterday, lessons were boringz like seriously. Specially BE, i swear the teacher is like so-not-good:(. Honestly, i luv my form teacher like to the max canxzxz!&lt;: So, she doesn't have any lesson on monday:(. That really made monday blues so true. So, school ended at 3pm. Headed home, bathe and changed. Bus-ed down to Tiong to meet luv for dinner. Soon, it started raining so heavily; so waited for the rain to stop then home sweet home with luv at 8plus. &lt;br /&gt;As for today, almost the whole day was in the comp lab. So, yes it's really facebook-ing time for the whole class. So eventually the whole class started playing the comp. But somehow, the comp lab is so stuffy as one of the air-con broke down:(. Agf lesson like rocks only(Y)! Luv came and fetch me; Happy me. Headed to bm's Uob to collect my cheque. Somehow monga wasn't that bad at all. Tomorrow school's again:(. Anyway, I've pictures taken at Family KTV to upload... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/jra974.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/11hcm4m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/295qnfd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/s1paub.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/z6c0z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/2e1fup2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/2akfltu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/2ppk32p.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But today luv made my day! I'm extremely happy; (emphasizing on that extremely). That dumbo and words made my day toooooz! :&gt; You know how awesome you are to me. You know how wonderful you are to me. Even if i lost everyone in the world, you know i'm never gonna lose you. You'll never fail to make my day, luv! I love you! &lt;:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-4156175977797764649?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4156175977797764649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=4156175977797764649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4156175977797764649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4156175977797764649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/04/extremely-happy-me.html' title='Extremely happy, me!'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/jra974_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-4529801891015820202</id><published>2010-04-18T11:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T13:12:00.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Your voice reminds me of my favourite song."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="luv" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/swtrpc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time pass rather fast uh, one week of school had passed already. And i've withdraw from my transfer! &lt;: Yesterday was a wonderful saturday spent with luv. Met luv, down to ECP to cycle. Weather was alright at first, till a later time @ 4plus it started raining. So, we've got to cycle under the rain back to the shop. Poor us got drenched then:(. But afterall, i had an enjoyable saturday afternoon with luv! &lt;: Headed to Bugis and met up with avril. Slacked around, had dinner and home sweet home @ 10pm. Today is sunday, and we're back to school tomorrow for lessons already :(. My sweeeet luv just bought Macdonald's breakfast for me! &lt;: (Y). Ohyes, i've pictures to upload! &lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="luv" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/znwraq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="luv" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/213gkf5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="luv" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/29cs56t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="luv" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/dzczfb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="luv" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/bij8rk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="luv" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/ff7fk5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="luv" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/fk7i2c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="luv" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/m7xkxl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="luv" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/vy1usg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="luv" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/23hlw1c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="luv" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/2wg9nyx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="luv" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/eomzn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tues, 13/04&lt;/strong&gt; - orientation, played a lot of games almost th whole day. ended @3plus. Headed down to tampines to meet luv for late lunch. Had our lunch @ central. Walked around, train down to tiong to meet mom. Home sweet home @ 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wed, 14/04&lt;/strong&gt;- Today lessons started. However, Orientation will resume only after 11.15 tomorrow. And guess what, when i see poa i can diez. I felt like dying, but what to do; it's part of freaking accounting module. :( Ended early. had lunch @ pastamania with classmates. Train-ed down to Redhill to meet luv aftermath. Headed down to queensway, and back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thurs, 15/04&lt;/strong&gt;- Supposed to report to school by 8. But i ended up reaching there late, therefore was unable to enter the auditorium and gotta wait till 9. Had one hour of lesson till 10, then have one and a half hour of break before heading to Macpherson. The talks here were hell boringz. Luv didn't attend school, therefore headed down to Paya Lebar to wait for me. (Y) But poor him, waited for me for more than one hour :(. Talk ended @ 2plus, met luv and headed to Suntec for lunch. Had Pepper lunch\m/. Luv accompanied me back home aftermath. Prepared and left home with luv to town. Was raining so heavily, and so the weather spoilt my mood:(. Headed to Hwee Kwan's birthday @ Family KTV. Left early with luv, headache and empty stomach almost killed me. Lastly, home sweet home @ 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fri, 16/04&lt;/strong&gt;- Supposed to report to school by 8 again. As usual, i'm late again. Headed back to class leave my things and headed down to the canteen for breakfast. I think i like my teacher muchz, cause she didn't bother where i go, even till i'm back from my breakfast after almost fourty-five minutes. (Y). Had Agf lesson, and BE lesson was not proper yet. School ended fifteen minutes earlier, headed to J8 for lunch with classmates. Train-ed down to somerset to meet up with luv, collected my pay cheque. (Y) Like finally, ohmygodz. Walked around town, and it's a rainy day again. :( Somehow i hate rainy days a lot know! :@ Anyway, met avril for dinner @ market aftermath together with luv. Home sweet home after dinner! &lt;: &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-4529801891015820202?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4529801891015820202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=4529801891015820202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4529801891015820202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/4529801891015820202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-flies.html' title='Time flies'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/swtrpc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-2169349959920562833</id><published>2010-04-12T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:30:11.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about you</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Sometimes i wish you were here; next to me.&lt;br /&gt;So i could tell you how much i love you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! School today was fine i thought, thank god! :) It's gonna be three days of orientation, before lesson actually starts. Met luv for breakfast before heading to school (Y). Train-ed down to school, and reported at 9am. Orientation was kind of boring, had games and toured around the school. Oh yes, i MUST say. I hate today a lot, cause today's weather suck like hell. Weather was effing hot, and we're like sitting under the sun withhout air-con :(. I pray hard, tomorrow's weather will be better! Managed to make new friends though :). School ended early @ 2plus, headed to J8 with new classmates; walked around. Train-ed down to City Hall to meet luv aftermath. Had Pizza Hut's pasta for late lunch @ Marina Sq, back home @ 6plus. K.o when i'm back home, as i only had three hours of sleep last night. Tomorrow school gonna starts @ 8.30am, and poor me gotta wake up early again :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as for sunday i didn't managed to update. Was beat tired, cause i only had less than four hours of sleep. Woke up by mom @ 8plus, left house for praying @9plus. Headed to market for breakfast, fetch cuzzie and down to Bishan. Weather + heavy traffic jam = terrible day. Weather was hot like mad, traffic was jam like crazy. Thank god, everything was done by 12.30pm. Headed down to chinatown for lunch, then bus-ed down to town to meet luv. Walked around @ town, bus-ed down to queensway. Was supposed to get my Vans 's shoe, ended up not buying cause there's no sizes left for me :(. Anchorpoint, Ikea and home sweet home. :) Tiring yet enjoyable sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every beautiful things remind me of&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-2169349959920562833?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2169349959920562833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=2169349959920562833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2169349959920562833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/2169349959920562833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-about-you.html' title='All about you'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-6301771820648837699</id><published>2010-04-11T01:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:08:27.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We can't go back</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, the time now is already 1:46am and i'm still awake; sitting right infront of the computer screen. Worst still, i've gotta wake up early to bishan for praying stuffs. Wondering how can i survive tomorrow. Oh yes, another thing that always spoil my mood when bringing it up. Sucks like hell, school's starting tomorrow (cause it past 12am already)! :( Time pass so fast uh, and holidays are almost over. Wondering how school days are gonna to be like nowz, and i'm just so lazy to attend school. Cause it gonna freaking take me about half an hour to travel to school. :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;Headed to town for dinner, walked around and dad drove us back home just now.&lt;br /&gt;Tues @06/04- Bugis &gt;iluma &gt;Streets &gt;Vivo (with luv). Had dinner @ Pizza hut together with my all time favourite Molten Chocolate and cheesy lava (Y). Caught a movie, walked around and home aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think insomnia is a kind of torture, like seriously. Because when everyone is fast asleep, i'm up all alone and my mind would starts to buzz around with every thought in the universe. I seriously don't like this feelingz, but can't help it. :(&lt;br /&gt;I must know, love a person for who he is, not what you think you can make him to be. And i'm so gonna believe in happy endings. &lt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-6301771820648837699?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6301771820648837699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=6301771820648837699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6301771820648837699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6301771820648837699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/04/insomnia.html' title='We can&apos;t go back'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-8774392858559982873</id><published>2010-04-07T00:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T16:03:25.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything was so magical</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Life's short, but i'm sure i'll make full use of it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/105xpjn.jpg" border="0" alt="l-u-v"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life; is indeed full of surprises. No one knows what's gonna happen next, or even tomorrow. We should learn to cherish what's around us now. I don't want to live life with full of regrets. Smile like there's no tomorrow. Even if the world came crashing down on you, just remember to look over at the horizon and you'll know that it's not the end. No matter what happen, life still goes on...&lt;br /&gt;Now, i think i've a awesome life. My life was almost close to perfect with the existence of my lovely family and my wonderful luv. I hope i won't take things for granted anymore. I hope i've learnt from those mistakes that i used to make. I hope everything gonna remain as it is till (ever). One thing that i've never mastered was, appreciating things that were made for me. But i believe one day, i'm gonna master it though. After so much of things, i've finally met the sunshine again. Now, i can smile so much wider than i used to in the older days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So long as you believe, something is gonna come true one fine day. So long as you believe, nothing is within your means. Laugh as much as you breathe, love as long as you live.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know i'll be fine with your existence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to disappear. I want to stay with you. I want to remember almost everything that's about you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's so hard to think that one day this will all be gone.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;It feels like we just got here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-8774392858559982873?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8774392858559982873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=8774392858559982873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8774392858559982873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8774392858559982873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/04/everything-was-so-magical.html' title='Everything was so magical'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/105xpjn_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-3404126360418362783</id><published>2010-04-03T19:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T19:59:02.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"What matters the most is the journey, not the destination."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/2z90g1d.jpg" border="0" alt="love" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, today is not awesome. ): It's a rainy afternoon, sky looked so cloudy. My cramps made me felt so dead just now. However, i still managed to survive it though. Dad is coming back home soon. We're going out for dinner like so soon! &lt;: Granny's not home till tmr, house was rather quiet and peaceful. :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yesterday, weather was effing hot like mad. Was suppose to visit the zoo with luv. But, awwww. Mom nagged at me for wasting money, and so much of thingz. Nevermind, so caught "Ju-on" @ Plaza Sing instead. I would say, the movie was so not nicexzxz. Movie slot was almost all full for yesterday. Had mcspicy for late lunch \m/ and spize for late dinner with luv, sister and caroline. &lt;: Home-d @ 10+pm. Whatever it is, yesterday was indeed a GOOD friday spent with luv. &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life becomes harder for us when we live for others, but it also becomes richer and happier. Not expecting to have so much tougher obstacle appearing ahead of us. We can't give up, even if all we do is cry. Swallow the tears, stand up on our own two feet. Show them that we aren't giving up; no matter what. It is then called life when we've gone through all those ups and downs together with your love ones. Life's short, we'll live it up to the fullest. Meanwhile, cherish what we have now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-3404126360418362783?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3404126360418362783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=3404126360418362783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3404126360418362783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3404126360418362783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-matters-most-is-journey-not.html' title='Our journey'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/2z90g1d_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-8650142596874614979</id><published>2010-03-31T19:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:38:36.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get together</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"We take photos of things that we never want to forget."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/sxdd9l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting in less than a month time. Now i think time pass superb fast. Oh no, and my pay is not ready yet :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;@ Sat, 27/3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/30u36n8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/ao7x5f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/6hj6ut.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/b6f1ok.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/21aa3v6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/2wnok5g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/e8mlnn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/mk7nr7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied avril down for tuition, town shopping aftermath. Mom got me a G-star teeeee! ^^ Anyway, about 9plus met luv @ chinatown. Had late dinner, Chinatown's pub,Supper and dad sent luv home. Home sweet home @ 4+. Goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;@Sun, 28/3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met luv @ busstop, down to Bugis. JJ's event was held there too. Walked around, train-ed downt to Marina Sq, walked around again and bus-ed down to Vivo. Had dinner @ Pastamania, slacked @ Vivo till 9plus then Home sweet home! &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;@Tues, 30/3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad drove me to gwc for appointment. Met luv @ gwc, bus down to Chinatown. Had Mcspicy for lunch! \m/ Headed to kBox aftermath. Home sweet home @ 8+.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-8650142596874614979?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8650142596874614979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=8650142596874614979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8650142596874614979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8650142596874614979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/03/get-together.html' title='Get together'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/sxdd9l_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-1473517782855071584</id><published>2010-03-26T01:34:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T01:27:15.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Tears are the words the heart can't express."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In less than twenty-four hours, i'm gonna enjoy myself. It's friday on the calendar, and it's gonna be a wonderful friday for me.&lt;br /&gt;But as for now, the time is 1.40am. And i'm still so energetic, using the comp. I must turn in so soon, otherwise i'm gonna be so tired tmr. Ohyes, ytd i headed to town, then to tiong again. Back home @ 10+. Managed to turn in only @ 4.30am, it's like what the hell to me. Pray hard that i can turn in earlier later!&lt;br /&gt;So, i'll just post when i'm back tmr probably. Good night world! &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edited./&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/34j3iw3.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i said, i went to kbox just now. Headed to cine, had Pastamania for lunch. Shopped around from cine &gt;Wisma &gt;Ion. Dinner @ Fish&amp;Co, home sweet home @ 10+. I think it's somehow nice to reminisce about those primary school times. We just went Retro, lol. Anyway, Today's awesome! (Y). Cause i managed to see luvvvvv. Heh:B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This doesn't work, that doesn't work. I've tried all kind of ways, it still doesn't work. What should i do? Tell me, a better solution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, i just didn't understand you well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-1473517782855071584?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1473517782855071584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=1473517782855071584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1473517782855071584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/1473517782855071584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/03/tears-are-words-heart-cant-express.html' title='Perfect day'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i44.tinypic.com/34j3iw3_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-8828053248148626473</id><published>2010-03-23T23:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T00:26:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It goes on</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" width="550" height="400" alt="youyouyou" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/vwwjo3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"... life was much more wonderful and awesome now."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! Me now think that sleeping is something good! Have been turning in pretty late, waking up in the afternoon. Like seriously can't wait till school starts. Now me think holidays are starting to get bored. Ohmanz. Anyway, i met luv and went down to town. Collected my pay cheque, and it freaking hell got error. &gt;: and nowz, have to send back to office for amendments. Happy anyway, cause once pay is collected me can shopping all the way already! &lt;: (Y) So, had dinner with luv @ cine's pepper lunch express. Walked around and train down to tiong met avril. Bus down to market and ate something. Back home @ 10+.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-8828053248148626473?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8828053248148626473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=8828053248148626473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8828053248148626473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8828053248148626473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-goes-on.html' title='It goes on'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/vwwjo3_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-3659812726893883259</id><published>2010-03-22T17:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:52:27.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"... today i met a boy, he stole my heart. And he won't give it back."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th March: I'm back from bugis and tiong park.&lt;br /&gt;19th March: Back home from chinatown's pub @3+.&lt;br /&gt;20th March: Bugis with luv, caught Kidnapper. Back home from Ch's birthday celebration @3+. It freaking hell gives me headache, and i have a hard time turning in! :@ An enjoyable day though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i40.tinypic.com/3038djp.jpg" width="300" height="210" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/mtt8c4.jpg" width="300" height="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/2hy71j.jpg" width="300" height="210" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt=":D" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/1ih3ia.jpg" width="300" height="210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/1tk7me.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/qrxn4i.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/4tm25l.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/69ovfa.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/qpexro.jpg" border="0" alt=":D"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st March: Back from Far east, Cine, Plaza Sing with luv. Caught movie, back home @ 10+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll overcome it together&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-3659812726893883259?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3659812726893883259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=3659812726893883259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3659812726893883259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/3659812726893883259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/03/stolen-heart.html' title='Stolen heart'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/3038djp_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-8044203960649314076</id><published>2010-03-17T01:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T02:11:49.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick tok</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"... hand in hand"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting the days and it goes so slow. Counting the time and it goes so slow. ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm like seriously can't wait to do so much thing right now.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till i get my pay. Can't wait till i go shopping tomorrow. Can't wait till i meet luv. Can't wait till i goes kBox again. Can't wait till i move house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't wait till i see that sunshine after rain! &lt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is wonderful and awesome! Now i know, life can be as wonderful as imagined. Thus, i started enjoying every minute of it and loving it a lot! Now, me think my happy days are no longer numbered anymore. I've unlimited happy moments. (Y) Yet sometimes, i wished there's more than twenty-four hours per day. &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing gonna pull me down, everything's gonna remain as it is&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-8044203960649314076?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8044203960649314076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=8044203960649314076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8044203960649314076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8044203960649314076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/03/tick-tok.html' title='Tick tok'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-6701867579936847460</id><published>2010-03-16T01:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:57:37.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forevermore</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"... give me that unlimited timing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, &lt;strong&gt;Happy second birthday to cuzzie! &lt;:&lt;/strong&gt; (Was meant to be yesterday, cause the time now is 1:43am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 505px; HEIGHT: 348px" border="1" alt="(Y)" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/2ib2qdz.jpg" width="707" height="447" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="(Y)" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/1zgc201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="1" alt="(Y)" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/w7d6hw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, the time now is 1:43am!&lt;br /&gt;Next, had breakfast @ Bm's Mac with luv. Bus-ed to Pasir ris, for Kbox session with luv! &lt;: Me luv Kbox ttvm. (Y) After Kbox, train-ed down to Cityhall to meet up with mom, avril, caroline, and cuzzie for dinner. Dined @ Sakae for dinner, bus-ed home with luv aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today isn't any monday blues, i had a perfect monday just now!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-6701867579936847460?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6701867579936847460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=6701867579936847460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6701867579936847460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/6701867579936847460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/03/forevermore.html' title='Forevermore'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/2ib2qdz_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-8715880044500566378</id><published>2010-03-14T22:03:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:11:33.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet sweet luv</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Don't count the days, but make the days count."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/2uei1xg.jpg" border="1" height="200" width="260" alt="(Y)"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/vgn5t2.jpg" border="1" height="200" width="260" alt="(Y)"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, i just came back from dinner with family. Celebrated uncle's birthday @ Marine Parade's Long beach. Shark fins and chilli Crab are awesome to the max. &lt;: Mom got avril a DSLR earlier on! and now i think avril is like happy only! &lt;: Anyway, me think today is a happy day! Yesterday was a rainy saturday! &gt;: Left to market early in the afternoon with mom and avril. Avril went for tuition while me and mom went to meet granny, left for town. Shop around till about 7, me left to meet luv @ Cityhall. Headed to Marina Bay for eEntertainment, weather was effing hot. But me think i enjoyed myself a lot! I saw JJ, I heard JJ's singing; and i think JJ rocks to the veryvery max. &lt;: Left the place @ around 11+. Headed down to Henderson for latelate dinner, met mom and Avril there. Send luv back and home sweet home @ 1+. But only managed to turn in after 3am. Good bye! &lt;: &lt;em&gt;We will, and we always will. Luv you &lt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-8715880044500566378?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8715880044500566378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=8715880044500566378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8715880044500566378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/8715880044500566378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweet-sweet-luv.html' title='Sweet sweet luv'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i44.tinypic.com/2uei1xg_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33536080.post-378946393277304207</id><published>2010-03-10T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T23:41:26.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovable</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;“I can’t go back to yesterday because i was a different person then.” &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Lewis Carroll (Alice in Wonderland)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! Yesterday's Alice in Wonderland suck. Cause it's 3D, and it made me felt so dizzy;  it gives me headache. I think i know why, it's Tiong GV that's lousy to the max. &lt;: Anyway, I'm being a happy girl yesterday and today! &lt;: I had my Mcspicy meal after movie and i met my lovely cuzzie! Five more days, and he's gonna turn TWO! &lt;: As for today, i 'm a happy girl too! &lt;: I went to Safra's KBox, and luv it to the veryvery super duper max! Then to AMK, then back home. But i think tomorrow i 'm gonna be a sad girl. I've got work tomorrow, What the shit. &gt;: I bet i 'll be dead by then, it's freaking 11hours of work. (Well done, awesome and excellent).&lt;br /&gt;However, i 'm gonna play hard on Saturday! &lt;b&gt;Goodnight world&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;: &lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ps: "Happy go lucky" and "Kidnapper" are waiting for me&lt;/i&gt;! :D&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;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've got my awesome luvvvvvvv. &lt;:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33536080-378946393277304207?l=yourelovee-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/feeds/378946393277304207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33536080&amp;postID=378946393277304207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/378946393277304207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33536080/posts/default/378946393277304207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourelovee-d.blogspot.com/2010/03/lovable_10.html' title='Lovable'/><author><name>JOEY NAH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01734987148066809076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK9jIpJo7pI/TCnqTLiyS7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uDAmvLaifQ8/S220/untitled1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
