<?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-2533428784027314035</id><updated>2011-07-29T10:59:47.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PUAR SI YING</title><subtitle type='html'>i just dont know how to use this shit</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahfreakinlaif.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2533428784027314035/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahfreakinlaif.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>puarrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961875137512381086</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533428784027314035.post-4503257637208128387</id><published>2010-05-13T00:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T01:05:31.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think you called just now.. maybe it wasnt..&lt;br /&gt;somehow i thought every unknown call was yours..&lt;br /&gt;goodnight..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2533428784027314035-4503257637208128387?l=mahfreakinlaif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahfreakinlaif.blogspot.com/feeds/4503257637208128387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2533428784027314035&amp;postID=4503257637208128387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2533428784027314035/posts/default/4503257637208128387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2533428784027314035/posts/default/4503257637208128387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahfreakinlaif.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-think-you-called-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>puarrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961875137512381086</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-2533428784027314035.post-8659099674381228101</id><published>2010-04-26T04:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T04:31:46.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a sweet dream about you..&lt;br /&gt;we went out with some friends&lt;br /&gt;we had to leave you said you were going to kallang&lt;br /&gt;i said to send you&lt;br /&gt;you said you had alot of counsellors in your school&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2533428784027314035-8659099674381228101?l=mahfreakinlaif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahfreakinlaif.blogspot.com/feeds/8659099674381228101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2533428784027314035&amp;postID=8659099674381228101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2533428784027314035/posts/default/8659099674381228101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2533428784027314035/posts/default/8659099674381228101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahfreakinlaif.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-had-sweet-dream-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>puarrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961875137512381086</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-2533428784027314035.post-8143396349753993390</id><published>2009-12-31T05:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:45:37.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siloso</title><content type='html'>It's been a long tiresome year.&lt;br /&gt;i'd say.. my holidays are good. working.. experiencing life and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some things i wna say to my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bev;&lt;br /&gt;life has been awesome, crazy ever since i got into contact with you again.&lt;br /&gt;you're so obsessed with partying. man, even i cant keep up with you. the hyper,chaotic little girl&lt;br /&gt;you never fail to surprise me with the plans you have.&lt;br /&gt;but she's leaving soon. i'll miss you bad. honestly..&lt;br /&gt;you're fucking steady friend.&lt;br /&gt;i hope we can spend more time together..&lt;br /&gt;the month and the 18 days.&lt;br /&gt;your departure never fails to impact me. Anna, larry and many more.&lt;br /&gt;lets enjoy the countdown tonight as we did. well,&lt;br /&gt;you said you would spend every countdown with me&lt;br /&gt;i'll never forget how i met you in track and field, how it all started&lt;br /&gt;I love you, beverly g.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to weide;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have never failed to lend me a listening ear.. always afraid that i will turn angry when im not gna..&lt;br /&gt;i know my short temper affects you alot..&lt;br /&gt;like miscommunication and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but you are always available for me.&lt;br /&gt;and im grateful for that&lt;br /&gt;you're very sensible, at times you like to nag at me for stuff that you know i need help with.&lt;br /&gt;or should i say, try?&lt;br /&gt;hahah, you're always trying before i become grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;its so cute. your okokokok. chill&lt;br /&gt;standard.&lt;br /&gt;never changes.&lt;br /&gt;until recently i turned it on you.&lt;br /&gt;you still use it.&lt;br /&gt;but much less {:&lt;br /&gt;nice bickering with you.&lt;br /&gt;though its only a short time&lt;br /&gt;but i realise its me asking you out most of the time when im bored etc.&lt;br /&gt;but its like you ignore me or stay at home otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;ha. typical you.&lt;br /&gt;whatever. :]&lt;br /&gt;anyway its great i got you as a friend which i think, would last&lt;br /&gt;if you can tolerate me&lt;br /&gt;gee.&lt;br /&gt;CWD you owe me my movies okay.&lt;br /&gt;ilu bud ;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to drey;&lt;br /&gt;my best sister.&lt;br /&gt;you been busy with rxrxrxrxrxrxrxrxrxrxrxrx&lt;br /&gt;damn you lah&lt;br /&gt;im jealous&lt;br /&gt;i always fail to snatch you from him.&lt;br /&gt;you're in beijing now man. i cant imagine you wrapped up like a dumpling&lt;br /&gt;when you wear skimpy clothes. normally x)&lt;br /&gt;but girl, i'll never forget the times you waited, and tried to help me&lt;br /&gt;when shit happened to me. i remember the favours im given.&lt;br /&gt;babe, we have long journey to walk on, i'll see you, dont ever stop walking on with me&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU AUDREY LEE SHU TING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what esle comes along..&lt;br /&gt;clarifying things..&lt;br /&gt;some things that are always on my mind..&lt;br /&gt;some things that  simply..make me feel so empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on 24th dec 2 important  things happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first..&lt;br /&gt;someone's touching down.. i don't think it matters..much. anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second..&lt;br /&gt;someone asked me a question..&lt;br /&gt;one that was really hard to answer..&lt;br /&gt;it was a question that i had to think before i gave a reply.&lt;br /&gt;the answer could come with a commitment, it could not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt gave you an answer. i asked for time. till 31st&lt;br /&gt;im really grateful that someone actually treats me so seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i've never seen someone so enthusiastic about doing something for me&lt;br /&gt;its true..&lt;br /&gt;you told your parents .. your friends..&lt;br /&gt;i never witnessed something like this..&lt;br /&gt;never witnessed someone literally turning me into your topic of the day of your life.&lt;br /&gt;for my christmas gift my present, i heard how hard you did it,how drey helped you, how they helped.&lt;br /&gt;intially..before christmas when you told me how you felt&lt;br /&gt;i wondered why would you&lt;br /&gt;you told me&lt;br /&gt;but now im telling you its normal.&lt;br /&gt;im not the only one who can do it.&lt;br /&gt;its not worthy&lt;br /&gt;cause someone esle can do the same&lt;br /&gt;its just that you havent found her&lt;br /&gt;its not worth it cause i have never been available for another rs&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that i was ready never thought that anyone would ask me for it&lt;br /&gt;but somehow it did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. i never wanted to say this. i hurt someone again. i told you, im not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to forget her. i tried to move on. i told myself that its over.but yet a part of me didnt wna let go. didnt want me to forget cause it told me it was too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you asked me.. i already knew i couldnt make it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was once.. my manager asked&lt;br /&gt;why dont you give your friends a chance.. try it out and then decide?&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty shocked and confused at his question&lt;br /&gt;then i asked arent you supposed to love the person first then.. and not try it out..then decide?&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking about the difference it made..&lt;br /&gt;if i tried it out or not.. i cant really see much point in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drey told me to consider..&lt;br /&gt;but how.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to start loving a person..&lt;br /&gt;shower the person with care and concern?.. will love sparks grow then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought back bout her..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know how i went in so deep&lt;br /&gt;when intially i didnt know whats love&lt;br /&gt;then after that i knew&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt know how it happened&lt;br /&gt;cause it just brought me in&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt describe how i felt when im in it.&lt;br /&gt;even though it immersed me in it without my consent&lt;br /&gt;i didnt feel a need to struggle&lt;br /&gt;i didnt feel a need to resist&lt;br /&gt;i let it roam&lt;br /&gt;it became such a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;i felt that there was nothing i wouldnt give up for it.&lt;br /&gt;i did want to. but life didnt allow me to.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to repeat the steps&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to feel this way facing another person&lt;br /&gt;i aint the same&lt;br /&gt;the feeling aint the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;i dont know how to love another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only because i have the space in my heart filled with her&lt;br /&gt;and it's that i dont know how to let another in&lt;br /&gt;even with someone who cares for me to the smallest detail&lt;br /&gt;i cant bring myself to do it&lt;br /&gt;i dont wna appear to be able to on the surface. i dont wna lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im being too straightforward but somethings should be said clearly&lt;br /&gt;till now..&lt;span&gt;i love her and only her&lt;/span&gt; there is no space..&lt;br /&gt;even though i know we are impossible&lt;br /&gt;she's my first love..&lt;br /&gt;her impact on me..is more than anyth i can imagine that can actually influence me that much&lt;br /&gt;you took 2 years..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how long i need&lt;br /&gt;but even your friend, someone who didnt know me for long&lt;br /&gt;thought that i still need alot of time&lt;br /&gt;but i cant force my heart to drop it.&lt;br /&gt;towards you .. &lt;span&gt;you're my good friend.. brother..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;its not that you dont have the ability&lt;/span&gt;.. its not that you lost&lt;br /&gt;you're faithful, caring and considerate..&lt;br /&gt;you're an ideal boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;its all about me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gna need alot more time&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how long..&lt;br /&gt;but its very long..&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt give you anymore false hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many more out there.&lt;br /&gt;many more that are even better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;please dont wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont be selfish to ask you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best of luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hapy new year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2533428784027314035-8143396349753993390?l=mahfreakinlaif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mahfreakinlaif.blogspot.com/feeds/8143396349753993390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2533428784027314035&amp;postID=8143396349753993390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2533428784027314035/posts/default/8143396349753993390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2533428784027314035/posts/default/8143396349753993390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mahfreakinlaif.blogspot.com/2009/12/siloso_31.html' title='Siloso'/><author><name>puarrr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961875137512381086</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>
