<?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-2753672719749860075</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:08:12.623+08:00</updated><category term='labels?'/><category term='the broken clock is a comfort. it helps me sleep tonight...'/><title type='text'>♠♣ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.RΦnÅldð.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♣♠</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>390</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-8516884523959413265</id><published>2010-05-02T18:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:03:23.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the final blogpost, the swansong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Firstly, a public announcement: After this blogpost, I will not post anymore on this blog. I'm not going to delete it, but I'm just not going to post anymore. Reason being, I don't want anyone to get hurt and worried over me anymore, it's not worth it. Everyone else should stay happy, I shouldn't pound my miseries on them. So sorry to anyone who got worried for me after seeing my blogposts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But ppl can still tag if they want. I'll still come back to my blog almost everyday and reply to any tags asap, k? And thanks for being loyal readers of my blog. Really appreciate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, here it goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, deep down in me, I know I'm so dumb, and so unthoughtful that I still do not know why you hate me so much, and what sinful thing(s) have I done that angered and annoyed you so much that you won't want to talk to me ever again. But don't get angry yet, coz I won't ask for the answer. I know you don't want me to ask you regarding this, so I really won't ask about it anymore. I figured, if you really wanted to let me know about something, you'd tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are still affecting me alot, that I really cannot deny. And I don't see it stopping anytime soon, or even at all. But that's ok. I know I always say sorry and then continue with "but...", I have this very bad habit of doing so. I try to cheer up as much as I can, especially when I'm among people because I don't want them to come asking me "you ok?" and I have to fake a smile and say "yea". That's why especially near you, I try to keep myself as happy as I can so that you wouldn't worry about me anymore. I know I sound very different talking to you on sms/msn as compared to what I type here, which is why you said that. True enough, I do sound different. There's only one reason for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I'm trying to say is, I've pushed my boundaries too far. I haven't been paying attention to things I've said. I just keep on spamming things to say everytime I get a chance to hear from you. I always think I'm right at everything, which leads me to argue with lots of 'buts' and thus making all my sorries sound useless. I also have not cared enough bout your feelings, always talking about myself or my situation 1st before I move on to talk about yours when what you really needed was just for me to show I care alot about you. I've not done that well, probably not done that at all. Over here, I really want to look at you right in the eyes and tell you a huge sorry, for everything I have not done to show that I care and am sincere. These 2 weeks, I've been upset not because it has ended, rather it's coz we couldn't even be friends anymore, we couldn't talk to one another like how you wanted it before all these, and we couldn't talk about martians and aliens coming to kill me and throwing balls at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It may take more than just a few days. It may take weeks, it may take months, or even years. But nevertheless, if not talking to me makes you forget about everything that has happened, then I respect that. All I hope for is you can stay happy always from now on, and never have to shed a single tear anymore. I may not be of any religion, but I'll pray for that to happen. It's a promise to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adding to that, I have been thinking of this (whether to ask you about talking things out) these few days so much so that I've neglected you, and how you've been doing, both in school and at home. I'm utterly apologetic for not being there. It's very difficult to satisfy parents about the computer usage. When we tell them we are doing work on our computers (albeit at the same time talking to a few people on MSN), they treat it as if we're 100% on MSN only, not having one bit of urgency for our work. Everytime we don't do well, they point the blame straight at the usage of SMSes and MSN. It sucks to tell them that it's not and they don't seem to ever believe in that answer, or any answer at all, but what I think is, as long as deep down you know you're trying your best to keep a healthy balance of work and play, then that's all that is needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents have their reasons for freaking out over results, but so do we have our reasons for slips in tests. And some reasons, we just don't want them to know, because we don't want them to worry, right? I firmly believe, all your staying ups till 11+, sometimes past midnight, were not for the reasons your parents may think it is. You'll tide through all your subjects. Hard work ultimately pays off. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike you, I've kept too many things from my parents. I give my parents a false sense of everything's-ok by only showing them only results that I do well for it. When they ask me whether I'm doing well, I always reply "ok ba" even when I'm failing tests despite all that I've tried. It's just...everytime I'm doing a test, my mind just goes blank suddenly and I forget everything. I try to recall every bit but I always recall either the wrong things or other things unrelated to the topic/subject. I dislike it even more when they keep telling me about how others can do this do that and we couldn't! It gets on my nerves! We're not them. They probably have IQ twice or more than that of us, so don't compare them to us coz we're not that smart people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, no doubt they will blame us, we understand why they're doing so. They're parents afterall, at least it shows they're responsible parents. But as for us, we just have to learn to take what they say with a pinch of salt. We love them, so as much as parents may say that we should work hard for ourselves, a part of us want to make them happy with our results too. I'm sure with time, your parents will understand that what is most important is that you've been constantly trying. Give yourself more confidence, k? :) Stay strong, you can pull it through. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There isn't anything much I can do about this, nor anything you might want me to do with it. So all I've been doing these days, is to just keep myself online for as long as I can, just in case someday, maybe one day you might ask me for help regarding your work. I'm always open to helping friends. Even if you can't get your full support from your parents, hey, there are still friends to make up for any little percentages of support that your parents might have left out. :) Who knows, it could leave up to more than 100% in the end, so don't worry, k? Friends will always be there no matter what happens. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime, I'm scared of what I'm going to say. Over here, MSN or SMS. Because I afraid what I say will sound incomplete...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rmb the glass bottle of stars? Maybe you don't have it with you anymore, but in case you still wanted to know the answer, it's &lt;i&gt;love you like I always do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I can't show how sincere I really am through a computer, and you wouldn't believe a thing I'll say anymore, but my last hope, is that you could accept this one last apology from me, please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-8516884523959413265?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/8516884523959413265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=8516884523959413265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/8516884523959413265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/8516884523959413265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/05/to-be-honest-deep-down-in-me-i-know-im.html' title='the final blogpost, the swansong'/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-750247593030617801</id><published>2010-05-02T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T14:24:01.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Ways to tell if relationship's gonna work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Whenever you are with him/her, nothing else in the world matters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;You think about him/her all day long, and dream about him/her every night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;He/She is the first and last voice you want to hear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Even if your parents don't want you being together you stay together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;He/She can drive you crazy and yet you still wanna always be around him/her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;You don't have to worry about losing him/her to anybody.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Religious matters don't get in the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;He/She understand your schedule can't always fit them in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;He/She will give you your space and respect you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;To points 8 and 9, particularly at 8...I'm very sorry, for blaming you for everything I myself couldn't do. :( :( :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-750247593030617801?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/750247593030617801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=750247593030617801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/750247593030617801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/750247593030617801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/05/ways-to-tell-if-relationships-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-2165686243540276985</id><published>2010-05-01T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T22:54:29.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeaps, I think I can almost 99.999% confirm that I should piss out of ppl's life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm insignificant, rmb?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-2165686243540276985?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/2165686243540276985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=2165686243540276985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2165686243540276985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2165686243540276985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/05/yeaps-i-think-i-can-almost-99.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-6797806567753899827</id><published>2010-04-30T20:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T21:22:36.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I don't know what got into me today, but today evening, after the girls Touch Rugby finals at JJC, I was looking at which bus to take to go home. No bus reached Woodlands. So I looked for buses that went to MRTs, which led me to see a particular station. Without any doubt, I immediately decided to take that bus, and on the way, it made me think about alighting 2 stops before that MRT station, to a bus stop which gave me a lot of memories. The 1st $2.20 drinks that I very willingly bought, the smses that came after alighting from that stop about how happy it was, the bus that &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; used to take, the gaze after leaving the bus just to see more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I alighted at that stop and just walked the entire path to the MRT station, using that time to just recollect...and recollect...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-6797806567753899827?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/6797806567753899827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=6797806567753899827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6797806567753899827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6797806567753899827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-know-what-got-into-me-today-but.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-4197838497679154475</id><published>2010-04-28T22:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T23:02:23.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 30&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you see it, exactly 1 month, and another milestone in my discovery of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I really do suck. Everything, every doing, every word that comes out of me is never right. Never.&lt;div&gt;Me trying to help, trying to be concerned always = failing/angering/pissing ppl off, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thing is, I want everything between us to work, and in the end, even just being friends, I failed in all of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done deal, I totally suck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-4197838497679154475?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/4197838497679154475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=4197838497679154475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4197838497679154475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4197838497679154475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-really-do-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-951258509152586219</id><published>2010-04-27T19:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T19:30:51.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think it's plain for me to see already, I really am just some piece of thing on d floor. I mean really, if I just disappear from this place, no one will know. no one will care anw~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, when I look at my wallet, rich or well-off, I'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I look at my results, smart I'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I look at myself in the mirror...maybe I really don't deserve anything at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope that no one else in d world would be treated like dat, even when termed 'friends'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothin' at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-951258509152586219?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/951258509152586219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=951258509152586219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/951258509152586219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/951258509152586219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-its-plain-for-me-to-see-already.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-2402126341531530308</id><published>2010-04-25T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:45:57.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Simply put, I seem to be the only 1 who wants the convo, not you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-2402126341531530308?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/2402126341531530308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=2402126341531530308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2402126341531530308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2402126341531530308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/simply-put-i-seem-to-be-only-1-who.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-5959998482038003957</id><published>2010-04-24T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T15:16:12.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I look at my April 20 post, and EVERYTHING STILL STANDS.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every night, I curl up in bed, muffing any cries I may have. Every morning, on the bus to school, I have one hand holding onto my phone, the other clinging tightly onto that frog, even if there are sharp edges, hoping that a miracle, and really a huge miracle, could happen. Yes I'm weak, coz I really don't know what else I can do already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till now, it hasn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, it's a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;lone battle&lt;/span&gt;, and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt; I am still the annoying, uninteresting pest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the world becoming of? Is studies and being in different schs, different places causing all these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How come, we could not weather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This storm, and just do better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why, did we say good-bye?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-5959998482038003957?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/5959998482038003957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=5959998482038003957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5959998482038003957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5959998482038003957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-look-at-my-april-20-post-and.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-5558767407300114927</id><published>2010-04-20T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T23:27:22.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've thought about this for a long time, and I think it's time I just post it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I start, I do this on account of no one but myself. THIS HAS NO ONE INVOLVED except me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feelings &amp;amp; emotions are 2 very big things in my life. They make up the core of me, buried deep somewhere inside me. Everything stems from feelings &amp;amp; emotions to me. It can make my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or break it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So imagine this. Me, digging right into them, modifying, twisting, bending, changing them. Yes, it hurts. Every night, I really can feel it being twisted inside out, folding here and there. These few nights, I even tried to study till past midnight to tire myself out, and hopefully get my mind off things. But no matter how tired I am, without fail, it still happens every night. When everyone is asleep, that's the best time I could curl myself up into a ball as tightly as possible and drop my head without anyone noticing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since till now, I don't know what made me deserve to be treated like an &lt;i&gt;enemy&lt;/i&gt;, I have come to this conclusion below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm an &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;irritating, uninteresting pest.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's come to the point, where nobody will talk me out of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call me crazy, call me stupid, call me dumb, call me insane, to be doing all these. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's because I really want to do it for d times I have ever felt glimmers in my life, that kind of feeling dat u want to put your heart and soul in everything regarding something or someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A boring person like me would never have ppl who are interested to know one bit about me. Never. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I'd disappeared from this world for an hour or more, how many ppl would actually care? Would any1 even bother to? Oh of course not, coz I've realised I no longer exist. Wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just let it all sink in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say is, my friends, I have 3 words:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lone battle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-5558767407300114927?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/5558767407300114927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=5558767407300114927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5558767407300114927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5558767407300114927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/ive-thought-about-this-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-8894988435482657940</id><published>2010-04-18T17:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T17:28:10.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Imagine d sudden silence without knowing what hit you. Ouch. That sux.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;self-encouragement for bio lecture test tmr, i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I...can...do...it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-8894988435482657940?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/8894988435482657940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=8894988435482657940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/8894988435482657940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/8894988435482657940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/imagine-d-sudden-silence-without.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-5567778937686893454</id><published>2010-04-17T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:46:58.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Give it 1 more week, Alvin.&lt;div&gt;give it 1 more week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hang in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-5567778937686893454?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/5567778937686893454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=5567778937686893454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5567778937686893454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5567778937686893454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/give-it-1-more-week-alvin.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-5611230681404574459</id><published>2010-04-15T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T20:36:11.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My new blogsong. Every word speaks for itself. Every word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;[Mariah Carey]&lt;div&gt;I shouldn't have, walked away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would've stayed, if you said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We could've made, everything ok, but we just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Threw the blame, back and forth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We treated love, like a sport&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The final blow, hit so low&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still, on the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't have prepared myself for this fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shattered in pieces curled on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supernatural love conquers all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember we, used to touch, the, sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lightning don't strike, the same place twice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you and I, said goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt the angels cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True love's a gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We let it drift, in a storm, every night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt the angels cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C'mon babe can't our love be revived?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bring it back and we gon' make it right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm on the edge just trying to survive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the angels cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Ne-Yo]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought we'd be forever and always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were serenity you took away the bad days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't always treat you right, but it was ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do something stupid, and you still stay with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you can only go for so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing the one you claim to love wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before too much is enough, you look up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find your love gone, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were, so good together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How come, we could not weather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This storm, and just do better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why, did we say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause lightning don't strike, the same place twice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you and I, said goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt the angels cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True love's a gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We let it drift, in a storm, every night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt the angels cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C'mon babe can't our love be revived?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bring it back and we gon' make it right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm on the edge just trying to survive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the angels cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby I miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't allow love to lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We gotta ride it through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm reaching for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby I miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't allow love to lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We gotta ride it through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm reaching for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Both]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lightning don't strike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The same place twice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You and I, said goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt the angels cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True love's a gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We let it slip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a storm, every night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt the angels cry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh babe, don't let angels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-5611230681404574459?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/5611230681404574459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=5611230681404574459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5611230681404574459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5611230681404574459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-new-blogsong.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-6984463989969868970</id><published>2010-04-11T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T11:58:58.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 word: avoiding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Only we ourselves know d answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-6984463989969868970?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/6984463989969868970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=6984463989969868970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6984463989969868970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6984463989969868970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/1-word-avoiding.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-6108421734029481443</id><published>2010-04-10T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T11:53:46.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my friend told me he's not gonna go fr d girl he's been liking for months alr. This was wad happened.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day after lecture, he saw her wiv another guy frm her class. Dat guy had his hand over her shoulder and she didn't seem 2 mind one bit. I was there to see it when it happened. It happened once before too with the same guy, but i wasn't there at that time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 1st reaction to my friend was, so u're juz gonna nt go fr her b'coz u've seen that? He then reacted quite aggressively, saying "but seeing like that, which guy would be able to take it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yea, i know wad u mean" was all I could tell him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I know what you mean", I murmured under my breath again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;The worst thing is, he was about to give himself that confidence to go fr it, but now he didn't even get started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's right. No guy in d right mind would tolerate such things over and over again, esp coz he wasn't in the know. No one, guys or gals, would want d other party 2 do something without knowing wad juz happened. Coz when he does find out, d hurt is indescribable. Overwhelming, unbearable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel fr u, dude. Just hope this doesn't hold you back. I've told u things too, but there r some things u can learn from me, most u can't. Good luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-6108421734029481443?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/6108421734029481443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=6108421734029481443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6108421734029481443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6108421734029481443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/yesterday-my-friend-told-me-hes-not.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-1505102720218558832</id><published>2010-04-09T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T21:48:16.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder whether dat's reli how u talk 2 fwenz... o.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-1505102720218558832?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/1505102720218558832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-1775198744741827932</id><published>2010-04-08T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T19:48:23.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can take the rain, on the roof of this, empty house&lt;div&gt;That don't bother me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can take a few, tears now and then and just, let 'em out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not afraid to cry, every once, in a while, even though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going on, with you gone, still upsets me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are days, every now, and again, I pretend, I'm okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that's, not what gets me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What hurts the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was being so close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And havin' so much to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And watchin' you walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And never knowin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What could've been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not seein' that loving you, is what I was tryin' to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to deal, with the pain of losing you, everywhere I go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm doing it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to force that smile, when I see our old, friends and I'm alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still harder gettin' up, gettin' dressed, livin' with, this regret,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know, if I could do it over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would trade, give away, all the words, that I saved, in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That I left unspoken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What hurts the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was being so close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And havin' so much to say (much to say)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And watchin' you walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And never knowin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What could've been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not seein' that loving you, is what I was tryin' to do, oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yea, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What hurts the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was being so close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And havin' so much to say (to, say)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And watchin' you walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And never knowin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What could've been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not seein' that loving you, is what I was tryin' to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not seeing that loving you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what I was trying, to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-1775198744741827932?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-6290872727795183210</id><published>2010-04-06T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T20:58:02.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I meant every sms that I sent~~~&lt;div&gt;I am still waiting, no matter wad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-6290872727795183210?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/6290872727795183210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=6290872727795183210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6290872727795183210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6290872727795183210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-mean-every-sms-that-i-sent.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-6669532904710937923</id><published>2010-04-05T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:58:34.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the pain of upsetting/angering/hurting someone you really don't want to hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-6669532904710937923?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/6669532904710937923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=6669532904710937923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6669532904710937923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6669532904710937923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/pain-of-upsettingangeringhurting.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-3536003354533240802</id><published>2010-04-05T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:57:42.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;still, i'm very sorry. It is my fault that i didn't tell you what my schedule was like fr the weeks, which made u angry dat i was so late. Adding to that, I could let you know that my parents wanted 2 talk 2 me only 15 minutes before it happened. Dat was despicable of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;Yes I've shrunk back, not daring to make a single 1st move anymore, because my moves are never right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;I promise you, i'll be there whenever I can. As much as I can, I'll let u know as soon as possible if unexpected things needs me to attend all of a sudden. You'll be the first to know everything. Every minute, every second. I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;Till now, I have not hidden anything from you. Just haven't told u alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The question doesn't come, so the answer never did either~" Anonymous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-3536003354533240802?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/3536003354533240802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=3536003354533240802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3536003354533240802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3536003354533240802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/still-im-very-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-88302914540263734</id><published>2010-04-02T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T00:01:56.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; line-height: 21px; "&gt;‘Therefore, when we are arguing, DO NOT speak words that will make our hearts drift apart. Wait a few days. When you feel your hearts are no longer far apart, pick up the conversation and continue from there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~a quote from somewhere unknown~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-88302914540263734?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/88302914540263734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=88302914540263734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/88302914540263734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/88302914540263734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/therefore-when-we-are-arguing-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-7585524852287581192</id><published>2010-04-01T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T22:04:53.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, i broke a pipette during chem practical. It just flunked out of my hands, I also duno why.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, maybe I do. My mind's still floating somewhere in the air... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-7585524852287581192?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/7585524852287581192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=7585524852287581192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7585524852287581192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7585524852287581192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-i-broke-pipette-during-chem.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-3678585620627346580</id><published>2010-03-31T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T17:09:39.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think what's important, to anyone at all, is to be truthful. I don't believe anyone in this world likes liars, rite?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Live a life without regrets. Clean, and never having to cover up at all. Coz covering up, may just come back to bite you in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Do what you want others to do to you. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&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/2753672719749860075-3678585620627346580?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/3678585620627346580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=3678585620627346580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3678585620627346580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3678585620627346580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-think-whats-important-to-anyone-at.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-3623032668490803434</id><published>2010-03-31T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T16:49:24.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;Please don't leave 987FM. You're the one who deserves to stay, not her.   We all know why you left in such a fury yesterday, and I support you. :D It's good to know that you're being yourself on radio. Straightforward, unselfish and sticking to your principles. Your feelings are being known. We've listened to you for so long alr, we understand how you're like. I would say, well done. ;)  Just looking at her blogs shows that she doesn't care much about her profession. She just got the contract and wants to finish it and "get her ass out of there". Well, if she hates the job so much, then don't start work on it at all. We want responsible DJ. The way you behave on radio makes you sound like you're the busiest person on Earth when you only have 4 hours of DJ work everyday on weekdays only. How difficult is that?  It all boils down to responsibility. She should know better that everyone is listening to a popular radio station like 987FM. First two days of work only and already so much happened, what more 8 weeks? Don't say you, everyone else is as puzzled and even furious at what their ears are being 'treated' to. I know mine are really bleeding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Everyone was very surprised when we heard the news of her joining the drive-time show, and 987FM. The radio ad for the new show was just further proof. We were tolerant with her, I'm sure u were too. But two days into the job is more than enough of a testament of what's to come. Thing is, did she even go for training or something before she was given the contract? o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt; You're a professional DJ, you know what to do and what you cannot. But we really hope after you've calmed down, you'd go back to 987FM. The drive-time show really needs you, not Ris. I would rather keep a person who treats radio as a profession and do her job to her very best, and not just something which can breach contracts and  'get it over and done with.' In any job in the world, her behaviour is unbearable already. What more on national radio? She totally didn't deserve this profession.  If people are saying that it was also unprofessional of you to leave early for the show, I would like to tell these people that they should look at the reasons of each of your 'leavings'. We know you well enough to know that when u say it's this, you mean it.  But we hope on your part, you can go back to 987, please. Everyone is worried for you, and wants you back. Frankly, we prefer your cool accent to hers which I don't even know how 2 describe. We do not mind getting together to bring her off the show.  8 weeks. Hang in there. You have all our support. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Replacing you on radio? Try keeping the popularity of that timeslot decent 1st. She's dreaming, of a fat fat hope. (somehow I hope someone calls her on radio to provoke her. Then she'd sprout out something she shouldn't, and get her just desserts for what she said about you on her blog. To be honest, I'm very disappointed in 987.) 987 better do something about this. If they don't, I really would not listening 2 the drive-time show of 987FM anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:130%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;OMG she doesn't even know who is adam lambert -.- fail like shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-3623032668490803434?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-3211410155714251044</id><published>2010-03-30T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T23:38:46.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I know you don't think, that I am trying&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;I know you're wearing thin down, to the core&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hold your breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over again, don't make me change my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;I won't, live to see another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;I swear it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because a girl like you's impossible to find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're impossible to find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is not, what I intended&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always swore to you I'd never fall apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You always thought, that I was stronger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;I may have failed, but I have, loved you from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Fall For You by Secondhand Serenade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-3211410155714251044?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/3211410155714251044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=3211410155714251044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3211410155714251044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3211410155714251044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-know-you-dont-think-that-i-am-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-4476661953132172279</id><published>2010-03-29T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:18:16.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~I got a tight grip on reality but I can't, let go of what's in front of me here.~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about it, whether what I said is true,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as much as I'm thinking about yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I really become that kind of a person?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-4476661953132172279?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/4476661953132172279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=4476661953132172279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4476661953132172279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4476661953132172279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-got-tight-grip-on-reality-but-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-2057556357322813736</id><published>2010-03-29T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:11:26.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I swear I'll be here still. Whatever you want to do with this, I'm leaving it to you. I'm not gonna do anything at all. I don't want to put you in anymore pressure. If you want me to talk, then I talk. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You said I should learn how difficult it is for someone else, what about me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-2057556357322813736?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/2057556357322813736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=2057556357322813736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2057556357322813736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2057556357322813736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-swear-ill-be-here-still.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-1358187318179419171</id><published>2010-03-26T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T23:01:44.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quote I saw somewhere, and found it pretty good. Here's a few extracts.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The right guy won't get you to change......he'll actually sit through stupid girly Disney movies with you because he just wants to be with you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this 1 i personally like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"he'll only go as far as you're comfortable with"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-1358187318179419171?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/1358187318179419171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=1358187318179419171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/1358187318179419171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/1358187318179419171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/03/quote-i-saw-somewhere-and-found-it.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-8509966300960938106</id><published>2010-03-22T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T23:06:08.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My knees went weak and you saw me cry&lt;div&gt;Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~The Script - I'm Yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-8509966300960938106?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/8509966300960938106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=8509966300960938106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/8509966300960938106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/8509966300960938106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-knees-went-weak-and-you-saw-me-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-5132230407321178861</id><published>2010-03-22T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T22:10:26.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just know y i'm doing all these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-5132230407321178861?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/5132230407321178861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=5132230407321178861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5132230407321178861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5132230407321178861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-know-y-im-doing-all-these.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-4381037055821212897</id><published>2010-03-18T08:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T08:56:00.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pushing the bare minimum lower, and lower, and lower.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How low can it go? How low must it go? o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-4381037055821212897?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/4381037055821212897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=4381037055821212897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4381037055821212897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4381037055821212897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/03/pushing-bare-minimum-lower-and-lower.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-8768869193268591695</id><published>2010-03-17T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:21:20.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT AM I TO...? Like really, WHAT AM I?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People don't like it when nobody replies them and goes off. So do he. So do she. So do they. So do I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-8768869193268591695?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/8768869193268591695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=8768869193268591695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/8768869193268591695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/8768869193268591695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-am-i-to.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-1174394841459197114</id><published>2010-03-14T17:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T17:56:31.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how true...</title><content type='html'>Extracts from an article I read on the net, courtesy of Dan.&lt;div&gt;For the full article...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.mediacorptv.sg/en/buzzdetail/EDC100312-0000347&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;“A very big part of our lives together is a lot of laughing,” said Jaime. “It bonds a relationship and makes everyday together worth it." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Daniel - whom Jaime affectionately declared a “textbook husband” – believes the secret bond to their great relationship is “all about the effort and little things” that might sound cliché but rings true in keeping the romance alive. He said: “It’s all about effort. Every time you put in effort and the moment it comes back to you, you‘ll feel it immediately."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirroring the husband’s spoken discourse, Jaime said: “[It] links back to what kind of love-language you have. For both of us, affection is a big thing. It’s like the little hand-holding and the hugs.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;“I'll make her laugh and act the silly fool just to see her smile, I think that’s really important. Getting her a cup of coffee in the morning, waking her up and stroking her hair, it’s all about the little things.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;“Jaime is very sweet she bakes cakes for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I’ve gained 10kg in the last two years [but] they say that could be a sign of bliss and it’s kind of true in a way, you know.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Daniel said: “It’s all about finding the right compromise for every situation. If we fight about anything, we’ll cool off for a little bit but after that agree to disagree.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaime chipped in: “You have to go into a marriage with the thought [that] this is forever and therefore you make everything work. There are some things that you take the good with the bad, you can’t expect the person to be perfect because I’m not and nobody is.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta hand it to this celebrity couple. I guess some things can really be learnt from the 2 of them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-1174394841459197114?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/1174394841459197114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=1174394841459197114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/1174394841459197114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/1174394841459197114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-true.html' title='how true...'/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-5247460160804573416</id><published>2010-03-11T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T20:35:07.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry that I hurt you&lt;div&gt;It's something I must live with everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the pain I put you through,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish that I could take it all away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And be the one who catches all your tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why I need you to hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've found a reason for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to change who I used to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the reason is you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the reason is you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the reason is you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the reason is you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not a perfect person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've found out a reason for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the reason is you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've found a reason to show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A side of me you didn't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;A reason for all that I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;And the reason is you.&lt;/span&gt;&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/2753672719749860075-5247460160804573416?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/5247460160804573416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=5247460160804573416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5247460160804573416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5247460160804573416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-sorry-that-i-hurt-you-its-something.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-1145972490259072292</id><published>2010-03-10T18:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T18:21:48.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watch what I say&lt;div&gt;Watch what I do.&lt;div&gt;I've made a choice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So stick to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah well, couldn't make it rhyme. Anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-1145972490259072292?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/1145972490259072292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=1145972490259072292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/1145972490259072292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/1145972490259072292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/03/watch-what-i-say-watch-what-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-2478953024700085835</id><published>2010-03-10T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:50:48.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I had my 1st ever GP test. It was terrible enough~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for the first time, I wasn't sad that I didn't do well for a paper. There were just too many things running through my head that I couldn't keep my focus on the paper. Not a single bit of focus on d paper at all. My mind just wasn't on the paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend even asked me why I took almost 30 mins so long to just plan out my points. I could only keep quiet and simply say too bad for me. My person was merely physically there, but definitely not mentally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtf am i doing? seriously, WTF am i doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tests gone and this is how it's been. I'm not blaming the paper. The paper in truth wasn't that hard. I just wasn't there, at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking a step back...a good thing? Hope so. Would doing so let people look broader, more openly? I don't know. Just never expected ever had to move back. Really hope it's a good thing~ Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say, I'm impressed by how people in my school, or at least my class, seem 2 have this special ability 2 seamlessly fit into the JC life, both school and others. But as for me, I plead, and truly plead, for time to get used to this. I'm one who really needs time to adjust to something that I've totally not expected to happen, again. So i really hope that I'd be given some time to adjust during this period too~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-2478953024700085835?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/2478953024700085835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=2478953024700085835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2478953024700085835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2478953024700085835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-i-had-my-1st-ever-gp-test.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-1595849016544332278</id><published>2010-02-19T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T23:26:31.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just did a school survey on our opinion on BRG &amp;amp; Marriage. My 1st response was like...hmm? HCI actually has this? Wow...interesting.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some interesting 1s ba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 11px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;(10)&lt;/b&gt;* I would allow my partner to fulfil her dream even when it inconveniences me &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;[SA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, 'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(12)&lt;/b&gt;* Giving my dating partner the space to make free choices is important. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;[SA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, 'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(15)&lt;/b&gt;* I believe that giving and taking is important to building a healthy relationship&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;[SA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, 'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(16)&lt;/b&gt;* I believe that love is not equivalent to loving feelings alone.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;[SA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, 'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(27)&lt;/b&gt;* It is perfectly all right for a girl to take lead in dating relationship.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;[SA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, 'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(28)&lt;/b&gt;* I will go against my parents' wishes if they disapprove of my dating relationship.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;[A]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, 'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(34)&lt;/b&gt;* I believe that failure to resolve conflicts will lead to breakdown in a marriage.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;[SA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, 'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(36)&lt;/b&gt;* I want to find a life partner who is committed to problem-solving in our relationship.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;[SA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are 53 qns in d survey btw. shocking eh? I particularly like point 15 and 16. Sometimes u give, sometimes you take, a one-way relationship will definitely be short-term. At least I think so. Sometimes u're both happy, sometimes u make one another upset. But what's most important is what do u do, how do u go from there. Only then can it last. My opinion. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how many people are looking, but hey, I strongly agreed to pnt 27. I don't see why girls can't take the lead, rite? There's no 'paiseh', no face, no shame involved in it, so why must it be always the guy? This is my advice fr both guys n gals btw. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-1595849016544332278?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/1595849016544332278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=1595849016544332278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/1595849016544332278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/1595849016544332278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-did-school-survey-on-our-opinion.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-8636623737988486527</id><published>2010-02-18T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:35:27.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"so how's yr studies?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh it's ....................................................................."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh ok"~silence~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-8636623737988486527?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/8636623737988486527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=8636623737988486527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/8636623737988486527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/8636623737988486527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-hows-yr-studies-oh-its.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-5693097615265742215</id><published>2010-02-15T08:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T09:04:50.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My family was watching a show a few days ago, which made me think, as usual. xD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was this boy and girl in luv wiv each other, and one fine day the girl went up to hold the guy's hand. Simple as that. But then the instant reaction from my brothers were "eee, the guy so no initiative."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I, somehow, beg to differ leh. I think to all guys and gals, everything doesn't always have to be started by guys. Always starting with guys make it seem so one-way, doesn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Some guys, , just do not want to force anything on girls, and rather let her come into his arms when she's comfortable to do so. Yea ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, it's just MY OPINION~ xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-5693097615265742215?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/5693097615265742215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=5693097615265742215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5693097615265742215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5693097615265742215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-family-was-watching-show-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-3956986218365092871</id><published>2010-01-27T12:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T12:58:19.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Manchester United have agreed terms with Fulham to sign England Under-21 international defender Chris Smalling, who will join the Reds from the start of the 2010/11 season.  He will remain at Fulham until the end of the current season.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Profile: Chris Smalling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Position: Centre-back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DOB: 22/11/89, Greenwich, London&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Height: 192cm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight: 81kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well welcome to Man United, Smalling. I'm PUNY -.-, nice 2 meet u. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-3956986218365092871?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/3956986218365092871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=3956986218365092871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3956986218365092871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3956986218365092871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/manchester-united-have-agreed-terms.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-270971172841848068</id><published>2010-01-26T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T17:48:45.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;[Guy Sebastian]&lt;/div&gt;I'm saying sorry, in advance&lt;div&gt;Coz this won't always, go to plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though we don't mean to take our love, for granted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's in our nature to forget, what matters, yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Jordin Sparks]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when the going is getting tough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we're all about giving up, things that we never thought we'd say, gonna say them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that we never thought we'd play, gonna play them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Guy]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ain't perfect (perfect), but it's worth it (worth it)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, and it's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Both]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Always getting better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Jordin]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's gonna take some (take some), time, to get it right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Both]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coz I'm still learning the art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still trying to not mess up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;So whenever I stumble, let me know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Jordin] You need to spell it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Guy] You need to spell it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Jordin] You need to spell it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Guy] You need it spell it out for me coz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Both] I'm still trying to learn the art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Guy]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I forget, to get the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remind you that, you're beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know my detail requires, more attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;If I ever hurt you, it's not, my intention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Jordin]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Coz we're gonna make (gonna make), our mistakes (our mistakes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Find out how much our hearts can take, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;I know that, you got my back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt; baby I've got, yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Both]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coz I'm still learning the art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still trying to not mess up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So whenever I stumble, let me know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Guy] You need to spell it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Both] You need to spell it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Guy] You need to spell it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Both] You need it spell it out for me coz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still trying to learn the art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Jordin]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna miss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Guy] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still learning how to give, learning how to give&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Jordin]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not giving up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Guy]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still learning how to love, learning how to love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Jordin]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learning how to, love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Both]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coz I'm still learning the art of love (the art of love)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still trying to not mess up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So whenever I stumble, let me know (lemme know lemme know lemme know)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Guy] You need to spell it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Both] You need to spell it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Jordin] You need to spell it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Both] You need it spell it out for me coz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still trying to learn the art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still learning, the art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still learning, the art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still learning (still learning), the art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Guy]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still trying to learn the art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Jordin]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still learning (hey), art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still learning (I'm still learning), art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still learning (hey), art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Both]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;I'm gonna get it wrong sometimes, coz i'm learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still learning (hey), art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still learning (oh), art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still learning (still learning), art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The art, the art, the art of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-270971172841848068?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/270971172841848068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=270971172841848068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/270971172841848068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/270971172841848068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/guy-sebastian-im-saying-sorry-in.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-2020743669844719868</id><published>2010-01-23T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T18:59:33.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="360" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4eQsFTfll-Y&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4eQsFTfll-Y&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the goals of the Reserve game of Man Utd (in black) against Sunderland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I want people to look at is black shirt number 9. So far, there reli is no doubting, that no. 9 Diouf is going to be something special. This guy has alot of attributes at his disposal, I must say. Speed, strength, agility, chips here and there, precision, and even packs a powerful shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last 3 particularly shown in his hat-trick against Sunderland here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look out for this guy, people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-2020743669844719868?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/2020743669844719868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=2020743669844719868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2020743669844719868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2020743669844719868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-goals-of-reserve-game-of-man.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-437925460065910981</id><published>2010-01-22T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T22:22:46.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know how many people have actually heard about this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://mediacorptv.sg/en/buzzdetail/EDC100122-0000230&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things he said in this article really inspired me. In case fellow readers y'all don't wanna read d entire ting, I shall extract some then. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I often ask myself what are my priorities, and family is my priority right now. I think it's something I'm very blessed to be able to do. I've saved enough to not have to worry about not being able to provide. We also go to lesser restaurants, haha!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sacrifices, both him (for his job), and his wife Jaime (eat less restaurant :P).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"All Jaime wanted was for me to be happy. She said, 'As long as you're happy, go ahead and do it.' She's the best person in the world. She went through thick and thin with me. [Since] we both came from single families, we both realise how important for both of us there for the baby."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhh I think I don't have 2 say anyting about this, rite? The quote speaks for itself, doesn't it? Very loving couple, I must say. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I think I've been the most intense person on radio, but some may think I'm crazy, insane, overdoing it or overbearing sometimes. But just for the record, it's all part of the passion."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think alot of 2009'4E1 ppl like to hear this. PASSION. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I really hav to applaud Dan here. Giving up your passion for your family, not everyone will actually make such a big sacrifice. And I totally didn't know, behind that look (which doesn't make u look like a father xD) is actually a very thoughtful person who cares for his wife and his impending baby daughter more than anything else in the world. He can give up everything, but not his family. A really sensible sensible move. I mean, wad else can i do but applaud him, rite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So take a bow, Dan. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your daughter will definitely be as great as you are. And uhh...come back to radio soon. I'm sure alot of people wanna hear from u again. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers 2 Dan the Man, as he likes to call himself. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-437925460065910981?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/437925460065910981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=437925460065910981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/437925460065910981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/437925460065910981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-know-how-many-people-have.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-7657628661691992382</id><published>2010-01-21T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:36:18.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="373" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VQpSJ1cocVw&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VQpSJ1cocVw&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="373" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 words: Haunting. Unimpressed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first word u watch d video u will understand luh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the second, the plot's simply him being harassed by a camera man. But 2 me, the essence of the song is the solo guitar play at the start of the song and somewhere around 2/3 of the song. I was expecting there'd be like some kind of zoom on a guitar when d guitarist play that actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pity, coz he actually looked LESS GAY at d start of d video, but then starting from the chorus, it's BACK TO GAYNESS for him. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pity too, coz on a personal opinion, I think this song is brilliant. Song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-7657628661691992382?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/7657628661691992382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=7657628661691992382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7657628661691992382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7657628661691992382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/2-words-haunting.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-746333205456586790</id><published>2010-01-16T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T16:29:39.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shocking, I was going through today's New Paper, and I actually saw Avril Lavigne. Not very shocking when u 1st hear it, but guess what she was advertising? CANON!!! Holy cow, wearing some black maid looking lyk outfit summore, holding d canon camera. I think she looks better in her pink and black look. ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blah Blah Blah starts 2 grow on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm changing my phone. :) Changing to SE595, colour-wise I duno though...suggestions? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-746333205456586790?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/746333205456586790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=746333205456586790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/746333205456586790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/746333205456586790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/shocking-i-was-going-through-todays-new.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-7661205887720564163</id><published>2010-01-13T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:26:20.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you finally say words she's been waiting for you to say, and she don't believe you, but you say them back anyway...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she tells you that she don't want you to call/sms her and still you call/sms 1st thing in the morning just to ask how she is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When hearing her voice, even after long hours of arguing, makes you smile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you waited for her for years just so she's ready to fall for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you read through thatslove posts and wondering if they wrote them, and realising how much they mean to you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When after a year of only seeing her a few times every month, you're ready to do it for another year even if it means everyone else don't believe in you two...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you live far apart form each other and have busy lives, but always find time to talk to each other all day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When everytime you hear someone say her name or anyting that sounds like it, you turn immediately with a hopeful smile on your face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we ever had to be without each other for an extended period of time, I'd be the saddest person on earth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever you hear a duet, she is the first person that strikes your mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she is not giving up, can't let go after all that has happened, and no matter what everyone says...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you wait for years for her, not knowing if she'll every come back, but &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;she's worth the wait&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/2753672719749860075-7661205887720564163?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/7661205887720564163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=7661205887720564163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7661205887720564163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7661205887720564163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-you-finally-say-words-shes-been.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-2588522667960267881</id><published>2010-01-10T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T23:12:04.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After listening 2 so so many songs by her, and so so so many performances of almost all her songs, I still think...this is the best by her. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Closed, off from, love, I didn't need, the pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once or twice was enough, and it was all, in vain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time starts, to pass, before you know it you're frozen...ooh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But something happened for the very first time with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;My heart melted to the ground, found, something true&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everyone's, looking around, thinking I'm going crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;But I don't care what they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;They try to pull me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;But they don't know the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart's, crippled by the vein, that I keep on, closing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You cut me open and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep bleeding, I keep keep bleeding love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You cut me open&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying hard, not to hear, but they talk so loud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Their piercing sounds, fill my ears, try to fill me with doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet I know, that the goal, is to keep me from falling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;But nothing's greater than the risk that comes with your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in this world, of loneliness, I see your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Yet everyone, around me, thinks that I'm going crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, maybe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don't care what they say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They try to pull me away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they don't know the truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart's, crippled by the vein, that I keep on, closing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You cut me open and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep bleeding, I keep keep bleeding love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You cut me open&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's draining all, of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Oh they find it hard, to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be wearing these scars for everyone to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care what they say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They try to pull me away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they don't know the truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart's, crippled by the vein, that I keep on, closing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh...You cut me open and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I keep bleeding, I keep keep bleeding love)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, you cut me open and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I keep bleeding) Oh keep bleeding love (I keep keep bleeding love)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Keep bleeding) I keep...(keep keep bleeding love)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh, you cut me open and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep keep bleeding, love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-2588522667960267881?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/2588522667960267881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=2588522667960267881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2588522667960267881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2588522667960267881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/after-listening-2-so-so-many-songs-by.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-3947605399250353048</id><published>2010-01-10T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:16:12.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"When her problems always come before your problems..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"When you're more than comfortable together..."&lt;div&gt;"When you can't sleep at night because you miss her too much, so you send her a text message: 'I love you, and I miss you so much', and suddenly she answers and you know that she's awake for the same reason..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When you've been together for over a year, and she's still the only thing on your mind, all day, everyday..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Not giving up on someone you can't go a day without thinking about..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When it's 1% looks, 99% heart..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When she smiles and says, 'I'm fine' to you when she's actually tearing apart inside just so that you don't have to worry about her..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When you talk about anything and everything all the time and never get bored of each other..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When you go to bed at 11 but get to sleep at 2 because you can't stop thinking about them, replaying your conversations in your head and smiling to yourself..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When you wanna die when she's with other guys..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When the distance, the time between seeing each other, the loneliness, the depression...everything is going against your relationship, yet you 2 still make it, still coming out stronger than ever, and prove everyone wrong..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(46, 46, 46);  line-height: 20px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', Lucida, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; font: normal normal normal 22px/1.5em Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"When even though you’re miles apart and your heart aches just to be near her, just to touch her, just to breathe in her scent or to feel her heart beat in time with yours. But you’re perfectly fine with just talking with her over the computer.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt; It doesn’t change a thing for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. you love her. and you love her unconditionally. you want no one but her. you dream of being with her. you plan to spend the rest of your life with her. some how. some way. she’ll be yours for always. and you know she will. and she knows you’ll be hers for always. you’ve made a promise to each other. to love with no doubt or no interference. you love her. she loves you. and when you’re feeling down, just the thought of her makes your worst days a lot better. when she says she loves you, you know it’s true. when she tells you everything’s gonna be ok and that she loves you. you feel oddly at peace with the world cuz you know there’s nothing more true than her love for you and honestly, to me…that’s love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; font: normal normal normal 22px/1.5em Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[this guy must have juz plunked his whole life in dis -.- but nice ;) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-3947605399250353048?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/3947605399250353048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=3947605399250353048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3947605399250353048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3947605399250353048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-her-problems-always-come-before.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-3018350475750917726</id><published>2010-01-09T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:00:07.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:465913" width="312" height="219" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="configParams=vid%3D465913%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A465913" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as I find the band name very bo liao,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as I don't understand wth they always sing in their songs (even in supposed English xD),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as I find their lead singer VERY GAYISH,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ok the whole picture is dat I've nv really liked this band at all -.-]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this could be their best song to date. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F.Y.I, dis video doesn't change mi opinion dat he's still gayish, somemore at d end of d video got CLOSEUP. HAHAX...But shockingly, still 'adored by many German teenage girls'. -.- Are they out of their minds?! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless to me, best song to date from them. Love the piano on the song a lot. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tells a good story too, about breaking down your own wall, be it your own comfort zone, or something you have not opened yourself up to. Yet. Why? Because once you do so, you might just find things that are better on the other side. It may be things that people tell you and you may not believe, so why just stop there? Go on and &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;SEE IT FOR YOURSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Make yourself believe. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which brings me, to dedicate dis song 2 someone....hope you can break down yours soon. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's raining today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The blinds are shut it's always the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I, tried all the games that they play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they made me insane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life on TV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's random it means nothing to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm writing down what I cannot see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna wake up in a, dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(whoa, whoa) They're telling me it's beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe them but will I ever know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world behind my, wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(whoa, whoa) The sun will shine like never before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day I will be ready to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See the world behind my, wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trains in the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are travelling through fragments of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're taking me to parts of my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That no one can find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ready to fall, I'm ready to crawl, on my knees to know it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ready to heal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ready to feel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-3018350475750917726?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/3018350475750917726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=3018350475750917726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3018350475750917726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3018350475750917726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-much-as-i-find-band-name-very-bo.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-4001058468062891304</id><published>2010-01-08T09:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T16:20:18.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; :D Sticking to something when you've made your decision. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and put everything you've got in it. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="345" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8iKIu48ESC0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8iKIu48ESC0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="345" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Father: "Don't ever tell me there's something you can't do."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Son: "I can't thank him enough."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-4001058468062891304?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/4001058468062891304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=4001058468062891304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4001058468062891304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4001058468062891304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/d-sticking-to-something-when-youve-made.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-935144466753207517</id><published>2010-01-08T09:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T16:20:28.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I don't remember who won the race, but I'll never forget how I felt. ;)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="345" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGlJP113dOM&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eGlJP113dOM&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="345" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-935144466753207517?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/935144466753207517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=935144466753207517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/935144466753207517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/935144466753207517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-remember-who-won-race-but-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-5816500807806486588</id><published>2010-01-08T09:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T09:02:52.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I knew you had it in you ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="345" height="264&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4X_Ij_b0a0g&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4X_Ij_b0a0g&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="345" height="264&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Believe in yourself, that everything will be alright. Then everything will be. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-5816500807806486588?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/5816500807806486588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=5816500807806486588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5816500807806486588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5816500807806486588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-knew-you-had-it-in-you-believe-in.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-4877704686692452365</id><published>2010-01-07T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:59:52.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"You may have made my life suck, but you also &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;made my life worth it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Besides, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;my life would suck without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. :)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"I'm only worried if you're upset, but I also don't want you to mask your emotions and feelings from me just so it doesn't make me worry."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;"I don't wanna be like those other people you know." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes, if you didn't exist, I wouldn't have ended up where I am---I wouldn't have put so much effort into something I really wanted, I wouldn't have put so much trust into something, and I wouldn't have believed in myself, at all. So thank you, for making me who I am now. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;And I don't wanna just end there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Look, you don't want me to worry 1, right? So you didn't make me worry. I want myself to worry. In a way, something to live for. :) That at least I worry about something/someone in this world, which I can't control, and I want to worry about. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Really really want to. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: "Promise me one thing, since you don't wanna worry anyone in your family, whenever you want someone to listen to you, or you're getting emotional, let me be the one to know, please?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B: "Well, if you'd want me to"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A: "I'd &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;loved to :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Your point of view may not matter to you, but it means everything to me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If it's me, no matter how tired I am, I'll still make that call, because I want you to &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;know my everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; :)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck! Jia yous :D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-4877704686692452365?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/4877704686692452365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=4877704686692452365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4877704686692452365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4877704686692452365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-may-have-made-my-life-suck-but-you.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-1092193096007980334</id><published>2010-01-07T09:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T09:24:05.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another day goes by and&lt;div&gt;Nothing's changed she's still the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hear her crying, thinking she's the one to blame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will this ever end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will this house be a home again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I had my way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd corner him and say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Put yourself in her position&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All she needs is recognition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love's not enough when you say it don't you know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You gotta mean it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Screwing up the best thing ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something you'll regret forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take her and make sure she feels it let her know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll never let her go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-1092193096007980334?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/1092193096007980334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=1092193096007980334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/1092193096007980334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/1092193096007980334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-day-goes-by-and-nothings.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-1003182050229410991</id><published>2010-01-07T08:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T08:35:53.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Regret not picking up that call dis morning. Really regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-1003182050229410991?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/1003182050229410991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=1003182050229410991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/1003182050229410991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/1003182050229410991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/regret-not-picking-up-that-call-dis.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-6778457181704891141</id><published>2010-01-06T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:51:19.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have 2 prevent myself from smsing &lt;i&gt;ppl&lt;/i&gt; and not seeing ppl online till Sunday or even Monday, practically shutting myself from &lt;i&gt;their&lt;/i&gt; world these few days. :S&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is going to be a REALLY REALLY LONG 4-5 days. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just hope &lt;i&gt;you ppl&lt;/i&gt;'re ok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-6778457181704891141?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/6778457181704891141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=6778457181704891141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6778457181704891141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6778457181704891141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-2-prevent-myself-from-smsing-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-8116178352402525529</id><published>2010-01-06T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:00:45.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once she ask den everything will be fine luh~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amazing, just amazing, that there actually is someone out there who would think of how their parents would feel 1st b4 dey do anyting, trying not 2 add on 2 her burden, her weariness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shouldn't parents do the same 2 their kids too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-8116178352402525529?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/8116178352402525529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=8116178352402525529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/8116178352402525529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/8116178352402525529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/once-she-ask-den-everything-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-7317303847577318837</id><published>2010-01-06T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T16:20:29.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And now&lt;div&gt;As long as I can, I'm holding on with both hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coz forever I believe, that there's nothing I could need, but you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if I haven't yet, I've gotta let you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're never gonna be alone, from this moment on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you ever feel like letting go, I won't let you fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When all hope is gone, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;I know that you can carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;We're gonna take the world on, I'll hold you till the hurt is gone.&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/2753672719749860075-7317303847577318837?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/7317303847577318837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=7317303847577318837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7317303847577318837'/><link 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I'm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Driving in my car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words don't get me far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they don't mean...ohh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm calling you at 3am and I'm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;standing here right outside your door&lt;/div&gt;Coz I don't think that my heart can take much more&lt;div&gt;I'm scared of cracking up again, I just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Want it to be like it was before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coz I don't think that my heart can take much more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I, don't, give a damn what you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm, going to get with you, again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's the way this night is gonna end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You, say that you need some time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How, long does it take to see, that we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are more than meant to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only the band realised this b4 they disbanded -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-7506230717773691752?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/7506230717773691752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=7506230717773691752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7506230717773691752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7506230717773691752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-think-about-you-at-night-im-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-2307003201831613193</id><published>2010-01-05T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:56:52.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're not making me do things, I WANNA DO IT.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wad u say at d vice principal part really made mi day. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-2307003201831613193?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-5654561126725957456</id><published>2010-01-05T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:57:45.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's because u screw up and i screw up, dat's wad makes it perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-5654561126725957456?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/5654561126725957456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=5654561126725957456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5654561126725957456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5654561126725957456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-because-u-screw-up-and-i-screw-up.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-1759019464226481907</id><published>2010-01-05T15:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T16:51:16.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a smile, can warm a heart :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When someone loves things you hate about yourself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you don't need to think about having 2 think of her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When her smiles makes you feel like you're on d top of d world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When despite not having gone out on a date, she sees the way your eyes change when you look at her...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;When u do something despite all principle juz coz u're so disgustingly happy dat you've forgotten any1 else is around u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When only a few minutes with her can make u happy for d rest of d day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When no matter wad her emotions are, you still think she's just as pretty as she is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you find ways to talk to her before goin to slp at night coz it ain't d same if you don't hav a convo wiv her, even if it lasts for merely minutes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you can't sleep at night coz you miss her just too much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you're hoping she's okay on her own out there...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you can't stay happy, knowing dat she's down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you see her at her worst and still calls you beautiful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she lets you know everything that's wrong so dat you two can talk it out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you make promises 2 her and keep them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she's nothing you planned but everything you want...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;When she gets so upset that she can't make your problem go away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you think about her when you see something beautiful and always want to share that moment with her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it knocks you off balance to be without her and you gotta feeling in your stomach that something ain't right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you constantly text her coz you won't give up on a relationship you both don't wanna end...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you constantly fight for her just to prove that she's beautiful coz she don't see it in herself...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When he wants to prove his friends and family wrong about a relationship..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When I don't have texts from you when I wake up in the morning so I sit here all day and wait for you..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When you parents force you not 2 b tgt with him, but you fight for it..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When he gladly travels for 40minutes both ways to see you for an hour in a place where he can't even touch you..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, i'm referencing from some website, in case ppl r wondering XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-1759019464226481907?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/1759019464226481907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=1759019464226481907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/1759019464226481907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/1759019464226481907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-smile-can-warm-heart-d.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-6576829650982357985</id><published>2010-01-05T09:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:43:23.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"People will forget what you do and what you say, but they will never forget how you made them feel."~quote from Dan the Man ;)&lt;div&gt;Btw 2 Shereen n Shermaine, Daniel Ong calls himself dan THE MAN, not ALVIN TEO. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting really, really bored in d mornings. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's make this a night the two of us remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not teachers around, to see us dancin' close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll tellin' you our parents will never know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the lights go up and the music turns off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-6576829650982357985?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/6576829650982357985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=6576829650982357985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6576829650982357985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6576829650982357985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/people-will-forget-what-you-do-and-what.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-3010825539242768057</id><published>2010-01-04T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:12:47.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, wad's most important is doing something you feel you want to, which of course, dun break d law can luh lar. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, I might think so it's scary dat u do dat? Then really, I might not. :) I might juz like it instead. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, there isn't a need for a reason for doing something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You juz do it because...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you want to. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And oh, we'll dance around it all night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And then I'll, follow you outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Try to open up my, mouth and nothing comes out right and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wanna fall in love with you, again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't have to try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's so easy who needs to, pretend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But because, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it's so funny, let's just think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;about it honey, let's just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;fall in love again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-3010825539242768057?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/3010825539242768057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=3010825539242768057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3010825539242768057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3010825539242768057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-wads-most-important-is-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-4524765981055297690</id><published>2010-01-04T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:55:45.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="345" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HPjB52dCg64&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HPjB52dCg64&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="345" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know, at the start, I really thought this was d OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO of d song by Owl City leh. Wad a joke -.- HAHAHAHAX!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-4524765981055297690?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/4524765981055297690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=4524765981055297690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4524765981055297690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4524765981055297690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-know-at-start-i-really-thought-this.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-403326347529526420</id><published>2010-01-03T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:36:01.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even an emoticon can speak a thousand words for itself~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-403326347529526420?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/403326347529526420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=403326347529526420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/403326347529526420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/403326347529526420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/even-emoticon-can-speak-for-itself.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-275020629117680271</id><published>2010-01-03T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:32:07.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you feel confused, happy, angry, jealous, lost, found, needy, perfect, and suicidal all at the same time...&lt;div&gt;When you feel lyk hating someone but still can't get her off your mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you close your eyes and think of her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you know she means it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are willing to wait for as long as it takes for her 2 realise that you're everything to her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(comment: seriously, it's easier said than done -.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy gets mad at girl. Girl is sad. Boy ignores girl. Girl is still sad. But when boy still forgives girl because the memories they had together is just too worthwhile and not worth ruining their relationship...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-275020629117680271?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/275020629117680271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=275020629117680271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/275020629117680271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/275020629117680271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-you-feel-confused-happy-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-7946593389280728179</id><published>2010-01-03T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:16:52.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everytime you do not reply, esp fr long periods of time, I will juz stare at d convo/phone, really really stare n do nothing else.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna b upset/angry juz coz I feel lyk I'm waiting for no reason. Ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not juz dat, but for everything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-7946593389280728179?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/7946593389280728179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=7946593389280728179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7946593389280728179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7946593389280728179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/everytime-you-do-not-reply-esp-fr-long.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-7143013287679968734</id><published>2010-01-03T14:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T14:21:24.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even without my current plight, I would still use all I have on you 1st, before I use it on any1 else.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't ask me y I posted d same thing again. I did it on purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-7143013287679968734?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/7143013287679968734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=7143013287679968734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7143013287679968734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7143013287679968734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/even-without-my-current-plight-i-would_03.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-7038315751465362976</id><published>2010-01-03T08:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T08:59:03.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even without my current plight, I would still use all I have on you 1st, before I use it on any1 else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-7038315751465362976?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/7038315751465362976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=7038315751465362976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7038315751465362976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7038315751465362976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/even-without-my-current-plight-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-2519362555168057490</id><published>2010-01-02T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:29:23.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Little things 'people' say can break or (most of d time) make mi day. :D :D :D Feels really good inside 2 hear certain things. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust, trust, trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1458days :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-2519362555168057490?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/2519362555168057490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=2519362555168057490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2519362555168057490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2519362555168057490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/1458days-d-or-4-years-minus-2-days-d.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-6334507290871203761</id><published>2010-01-01T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:43:04.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;How much of you is in me? And how much of me is in you? Confused fella~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What am I gonna do, when the best part of me, was always you and&lt;div&gt;What am I supposed to say, when I'm all choked up, and you're okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm falling to pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-6334507290871203761?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/6334507290871203761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=6334507290871203761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6334507290871203761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6334507290871203761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-am-i-gonna-do-when-best-part-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-4053647608957220566</id><published>2010-01-01T16:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:19:50.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm staring at your name, thinking whether 2 click it or not. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-4053647608957220566?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/4053647608957220566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=4053647608957220566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4053647608957220566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4053647608957220566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-staring-at-your-name-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-2492588217726708282</id><published>2010-01-01T12:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T12:38:10.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Some things may sound cheesy, but I noe I dun mind hearing it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In the midst of waiting, I don't wanna forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think bout dat one thing I hoped 2 have~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now u may understand why i wanted it ba, rite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-2492588217726708282?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/2492588217726708282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=2492588217726708282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2492588217726708282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2492588217726708282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-midst-of-waiting-i-dont-wanna-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-5922592514195850489</id><published>2009-12-31T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:25:10.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly, a gush of 'arghhhh' overwhelms me...I still ain't comfortable wiv dat~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-5922592514195850489?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/5922592514195850489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=5922592514195850489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5922592514195850489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5922592514195850489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/suddenly-gush-of-arghhhh-overwhelms-me.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-3820641898177174187</id><published>2009-12-31T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:23:25.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahax i'm so bored now, i actually went 2 look at these. xD &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long tiring, yet great day 2day though :D :D :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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your crush comes to you with problems about the guy she likes, and you help her out even if it kills your chances, merely to put a smile back on her face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you don't have to be with her every second of the day, but you want 2...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When every face she makes, be it ridiculous, pretty, or juz plain silly, fills a certain space in your heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you hear your phone has a text message and you run to it hoping and praying it's her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she looks back right after walking away from you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it's us against the world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he thought it was best they split coz they're too different, she respected it and let him go, even if he hurts. And after months, they realised that they were meant so much to each other, and it juz hurts too badly, they decided 2 make it work. They decided to live on love, and that's all that matters. Nothing else should interfere. And they're back together...that's love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now for my own, her tolerance for mi boringness :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-3820641898177174187?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/3820641898177174187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=3820641898177174187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3820641898177174187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3820641898177174187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/hahax-im-so-bored-now-i-actually-went-2.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-5900373193532938548</id><published>2009-12-30T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:43:30.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We alw hav long, slow goodbyes, coz we can't bear 2 say it? :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or mebbe we're juz so so random~ xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-5900373193532938548?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/5900373193532938548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=5900373193532938548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5900373193532938548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5900373193532938548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-alw-hav-long-slow-goodbyes-coz-we.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-2617617862644378495</id><published>2009-12-29T18:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:30:16.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 b honest, now I don't even care if you're gonna pin all those on me, I just wanna help to forget, put the past behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-2617617862644378495?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/2617617862644378495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=2617617862644378495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2617617862644378495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/2617617862644378495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/2-b-honest-now-i-dont-even-care-if.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-6251578953275159206</id><published>2009-12-29T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T13:53:34.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Testing five days, which made mi realise one thing actually. One main thing, rather.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I'm one who isn't really good with words, it further helps when the long travelling journey brings me 2 songs dat can express wad I'm feeling best. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But I figured out with all that's said and done...two, is better than one."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coz when I close my eyes and drift, away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think of you and everything's ok, I'm finally now, believing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That I can't live without, you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is better than, one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there's so much time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To figure out, the rest of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm thinking two, is better than one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-6251578953275159206?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/6251578953275159206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=6251578953275159206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6251578953275159206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6251578953275159206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/testing-five-days-which-made-mi-realise.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-6221565772902890953</id><published>2009-12-29T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T13:45:28.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't wanna go, another day&lt;div&gt;So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See the, way we ride in our, private lives ain't no, body getting in between&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want you to know that you're the only,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One, for me (one for me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody gonna love me better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must stickwitu forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody gonna take me higher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must stickwitu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know how to appreciate me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must stickwitu my baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must stickwitu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, ain't nothing else I could need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, I'm singing coz you're so so into me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll be making love endlessly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm with, you (baby I'm with you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby you're with, me (baby you're with me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;So don't you worry about, people hanging around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;They ain't bringing us down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;I know you and you know me and that's all that counts.&lt;/span&gt;&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/2753672719749860075-6221565772902890953?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/6221565772902890953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=6221565772902890953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6221565772902890953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6221565772902890953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-wanna-go-another-day-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-5798592634426436157</id><published>2009-12-28T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:41:56.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are my coffee. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-5798592634426436157?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/5798592634426436157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=5798592634426436157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5798592634426436157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5798592634426436157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-are-my-coffee.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-4413403003135688322</id><published>2009-12-28T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:18:46.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you realise dat u're shut out from each other's world for 5 days, no form of communication at all between u 2, and all dat u hav is a memory of d person, u realised it's not dat crazy of kua1 zhang1 after all. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-4413403003135688322?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/4413403003135688322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=4413403003135688322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4413403003135688322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4413403003135688322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-you-realise-dat-ure-shut-out-from.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-4258045930779424081</id><published>2009-12-23T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T22:00:21.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted 2 go, coz one of my wish...is to see someone I wanna see on d 2 days of Christmas. :)&lt;div&gt;But I can't~ Dat's y it's dat disappointing. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'll be away to Ipoh till Monday. No idea what internet there is there. So we'll see how, my readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think of me fondly when, we've said goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once in a while, &lt;i&gt;please promise me you'll try&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you find, that once again you long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To take your heart back and be free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;If you ever find, a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Spare a thought for me&lt;/span&gt;&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/2753672719749860075-4258045930779424081?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/4258045930779424081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=4258045930779424081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4258045930779424081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4258045930779424081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wanted-2-go-coz-one-of-my-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-66114948156291605</id><published>2009-12-23T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T20:57:49.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you'd have to wake up at 3am or something to go away, I would b there. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-66114948156291605?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/66114948156291605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=66114948156291605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/66114948156291605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/66114948156291605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-youd-have-to-wake-up-at-3am-or.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-8537864479895712621</id><published>2009-12-22T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T21:29:52.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't have any form of communication 2 u on my way back, dat I even exhaled in2 d charger area, hoping dat bit of heat can revive a little of my hp battery.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dat was the extent I'm willing 2 go 2 get a reply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-8537864479895712621?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/8537864479895712621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=8537864479895712621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/8537864479895712621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/8537864479895712621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-didnt-have-any-form-of-communication.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-917248102278962004</id><published>2009-12-22T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T21:17:38.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rather than saying u're gonna exceed soon, mebbe u shld tink of ways 2 curb yr sms-ing.&lt;div&gt;Say, sms ppl u reli wanna sms? And reply when u need 2 only?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If your answer 2 dat was everything, den I can't help u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you cannot choose, den I also can't help u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something small which u can help yourself without my help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you need the will before you can have the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-917248102278962004?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/917248102278962004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=917248102278962004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/917248102278962004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/917248102278962004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/rather-than-saying-ure-gonna-exceed.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-3758060931212107403</id><published>2009-12-22T12:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T12:09:49.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I do have 1 gift, but I don't think the others can giv it 2 mi.&lt;div&gt;And it's not expensive either ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-3758060931212107403?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/3758060931212107403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=3758060931212107403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3758060931212107403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3758060931212107403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-do-have-1-gift-but-i-dont-think.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-5865551925695345995</id><published>2009-12-21T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:08:10.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously think I've lost a side of me already.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I think today, I learnt that I hate the word 'orh' :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-5865551925695345995?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/5865551925695345995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=5865551925695345995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5865551925695345995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/5865551925695345995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-seriously-think-ive-lost-side-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-7405072186353005201</id><published>2009-12-21T19:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:22:50.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've told you things that I'll never tell anyone at all, not even an extremely good friend, nor a crush.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go see means haven done so. Ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-7405072186353005201?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/7405072186353005201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=7405072186353005201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7405072186353005201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7405072186353005201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-told-you-things-that-ill-never-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-4957952475266082122</id><published>2009-12-20T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:44:56.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEN YOU FIND YOU, COME BACK TO ME. ~Come Back To Me by David Cook&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel those ways (upset, worried, lose control....) b'coz I hate myself for making you feel bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-4957952475266082122?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/4957952475266082122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=4957952475266082122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4957952475266082122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4957952475266082122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-you-find-you-come-back-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-7714400276955616047</id><published>2009-12-20T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T20:46:02.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whether he still meant anything, I don't know. I don't wanna know.&lt;div&gt;Thing is, he's doing it, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;and I'm not happy at dat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How u wan 2 settle this, it's up 2 u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing things for more than just oneself~ Anonymous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-7714400276955616047?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/7714400276955616047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=7714400276955616047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7714400276955616047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7714400276955616047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/whether-he-still-meant-anything-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-111575144851203032</id><published>2009-12-20T09:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T09:39:40.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's all in the mentality. It's all in the head. As long as u can get over yourself, dat's more than good enuf fr mi. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you just the way you are :D,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aloovi the Alv&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know you need someone, when the need's so strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they're gone, you don't know how to go on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the whole, world is stuck, in a moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Standing still, until they come back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-111575144851203032?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/111575144851203032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=111575144851203032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/111575144851203032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/111575144851203032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-all-in-mentality.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-7083458385102539837</id><published>2009-12-19T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:24:12.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know how much I actually hurt u today. I'm sorry.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanted u 2 noe, just wanted u 2 b safe, dat's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A normal reaction to feel dat way~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're not dumb, it's just...things happen. You've never had someone do this 2 u, rite? And u're not d person looking at wad's happening, rite? So u had no idea wad was going on around you. At least, now u noe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I ever hurt you, it's not my intention. I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-7083458385102539837?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/7083458385102539837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=7083458385102539837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7083458385102539837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7083458385102539837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-know-how-much-i-actually-hurt-u.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-3312543458236929236</id><published>2009-12-18T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:13:31.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dat may have been THE MOST against-my-conscience thing I've done in my entire life,&lt;div&gt;but at least I've gotten an &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;answer&lt;/span&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/2753672719749860075-3312543458236929236?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/3312543458236929236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=3312543458236929236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3312543458236929236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3312543458236929236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/dat-may-have-been-most-against-my.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-6288786936247324280</id><published>2009-12-18T22:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T22:29:18.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There really is a lot 2 learn about me still.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really really hard 2 understand, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-6288786936247324280?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/6288786936247324280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=6288786936247324280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6288786936247324280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6288786936247324280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-really-is-lot-2-learn-about-me.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-4046990237567655412</id><published>2009-12-18T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T20:22:36.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's been so long since I ever wrote in my diary, coz I have been telling the whole world about everything in my life. Well, it's time to take it out and pen down. I'm not gonna say much here, b'coz I know people are watching. I don't want people to see any of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say is, it's a normal reaction to feel that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back like you never broke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You tell a dirty joke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He touches your leg, and thinks he's getting close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now you let him, just this once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just for now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like that, it's over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't turn away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dry your eyes, dry your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But keep it all inside, all inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you fall apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dry your eyes, dry your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is always hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the Belle, of the Boulevard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-4046990237567655412?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/4046990237567655412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=4046990237567655412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4046990237567655412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/4046990237567655412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-so-long-since-i-ever-wrote-in.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-7423089816513472432</id><published>2009-12-17T17:16:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T18:38:24.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As much as I may "please" my way in2 getting an answer, if people do not want 2 reply, den it's up 2 them. At times, I rather people don't answer me than to answer for d sake of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really happy that u're so optimistic. But I'm sorry, dat's me. I hate myself 2 force people 2 do anyting against their will, even if they were doing it for me. Thing is, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I don't want things 2 juz benefit me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't see any winners, only 2 ppl who both lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 words...can make so much difference, cause so much, n take d whole day by the neck...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I "kayz" when I'm happy, and "k" when I'm not. I don't have a middle, I'm 2 extremes. Either very happy, or very upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is not a flaw of yours. It's just...something I hope you can understand about me. Sorry. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;I was thinking about tomorrow, now I can't even get through today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna go back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To just being one half, of the equation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you understand what I'm saying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-7423089816513472432?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/7423089816513472432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=7423089816513472432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7423089816513472432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/7423089816513472432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-much-as-i-may-please-my-way-in2.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-9120568612057272685</id><published>2009-12-16T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:34:07.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously don't know what I'm doing tonight.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i just slashed 2 in one night. What the hell is wrong with me?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-9120568612057272685?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/9120568612057272685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=9120568612057272685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/9120568612057272685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/9120568612057272685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-seriously-dont-know-what-im-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-6338159674007015196</id><published>2009-12-15T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:33:44.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another day, another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-6338159674007015196?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/6338159674007015196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=6338159674007015196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6338159674007015196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/6338159674007015196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-day-another-day.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-9084989681459432048</id><published>2009-12-13T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:00:25.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wad's done is done. You didn't mean or even imagined it'll affect dat way and 2 dat extent, so dun kip blaming yrself. It's not making you or others feel better dat u keep blaming yourself for not doing this, doing that in the 1st place. Regret yes, but don't think of punishment as if exacting revenge back on you is what others want.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regret, instead, 2 internalise, and move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--- inspired by _________ :D and myself. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2753672719749860075-9084989681459432048?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/9084989681459432048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=9084989681459432048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/9084989681459432048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/9084989681459432048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/wads-done-is-done.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2753672719749860075.post-3559227014505427340</id><published>2009-12-12T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T23:09:22.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>By affecting my mood a lot, I meant anyting I don't understand wad'cha say, I look back. Anything I'm unhappy with, I'll look back at wad we both said in d convo.&lt;div&gt;And think about it always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Don't wanna talk 2 u, b'coz I scared I can't control myself when I do. Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I'll remember u saying dat. How you wanna handle it, is up 2 u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. YOU'RE NOT AS BAD AS YOU THINK YOU ARE. You yourself said it's you who nv feel lyk u are, so face it, the battle's not with anyone else. It's with yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. You affecting my mood, I dun tink it's scary at all. Why should it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. If it was reli suppose 2 b, you shld alr b thinkin bout wad I meant by you-know-wad. If by d tym u see this then u realise, then...I seriously duno how to put it. Probably, you know better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. There are still other stuff I still can't get over, which I don't wanna say it here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's gonna take some time to get it right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope u understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least, from 2nite, u knew where I was getting at about dat incident dat's been playing in my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I think you know who u are alr. Anything u wanna reply, do it on msn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remind you that, you're beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know my detail requires more attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;If I ever hurt you, it's not, my intention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coz we're &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;gonna make&lt;/span&gt; (gonna make), &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;our mistakes&lt;/span&gt; (our mistakes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find out how much your heart can take but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that, you got my back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And baby &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;I got, yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/2753672719749860075-3559227014505427340?l=aloovi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/feeds/3559227014505427340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2753672719749860075&amp;postID=3559227014505427340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3559227014505427340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2753672719749860075/posts/default/3559227014505427340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aloovi.blogspot.com/2009/12/by-affecting-my-mood-lot-i-meant.html' title=''/><author><name>♣♠ ÄLVìπ.R∞Ñεy.VÎÐi¢.†€v£z ♠♣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17479606592186996775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
