<?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-6875094241890825548</id><updated>2011-07-31T05:15:36.857+08:00</updated><category term='http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif'/><title type='text'>~.*×.*.whåt comes ârÕund, gØes ãrÔund.*.×*.~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-6758392846997442962</id><published>2010-10-19T20:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T21:22:37.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你,总会在我身旁</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TL2ZQSTM-GI/AAAAAAAAD94/pKVXbSzd0w4/s1600/40.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TL2ZQSTM-GI/AAAAAAAAD94/pKVXbSzd0w4/s320/40.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529744422550173794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我从不相信自己,　也无法面对现实&lt;br /&gt;当生命失去了&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;光&lt;/span&gt;,　我就失去了&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;方向 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前路依然很模糊,　要挣脱许多束缚&lt;br /&gt;你让我依靠,　让我坚强,　你守护在我身旁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每当我需要依靠你,　你一定会在这里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;有你的地方,　就有阳光　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你总会在我身旁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当我还不够坚强,　推翻命运的围墙&lt;br /&gt;你还是和我在一起,　&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;给我无限的勇气 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;路依然走得困难,　当我变成了负担&lt;br /&gt;你依然把我紧紧拉著　我就是最&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;幸福&lt;/span&gt;的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TL2Zxtrm46I/AAAAAAAAD-A/R0OM1IOdzr4/s1600/falling+in+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TL2Zxtrm46I/AAAAAAAAD-A/R0OM1IOdzr4/s320/falling+in+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529744996835976098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太多的恩典...&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你，&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;阿爸天父&lt;/span&gt;,因为你让我看到光而总是在我身旁给我上头来的力量。虽在每天的生活里都有许多的挫折，可是你一再二在的怜悯我这个不配的罪人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也谢谢&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;，愿神也赐你上头来的智慧和力量。&lt;br /&gt;谢谢&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;，因为爱着我，教导我如何更坚强.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-6758392846997442962?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/6758392846997442962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=6758392846997442962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6758392846997442962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6758392846997442962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_4422.html' title='你,总会在我身旁'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TL2ZQSTM-GI/AAAAAAAAD94/pKVXbSzd0w4/s72-c/40.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-4989936295212822213</id><published>2010-10-19T20:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T21:32:37.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>”没用“变成”有用“</title><content type='html'>"没用"   变成   "有用"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TL2RQ73GXXI/AAAAAAAAD9w/ndxy7aImdng/s1600/4622445567_c485c87729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TL2RQ73GXXI/AAAAAAAAD9w/ndxy7aImdng/s320/4622445567_c485c87729.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529735637613567346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a sharing on what I've learn today.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每个人都会有错，但每个人都会有用；&lt;br /&gt;不会因为犯过错，就变得以后一无是处。&lt;br /&gt;不错都已经错了，在这个问题上纠缠实无意义。&lt;br /&gt;不如看看接下来能做些什么，可以补偿，可以改进。&lt;br /&gt;然后从中换上新的&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;全副军装&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要因为做得不好而气馁，讨厌自己。&lt;br /&gt;应该更加倍努力。&lt;br /&gt;累了，就停下来休息一会儿。然后再继续走。&lt;br /&gt;路依然走得很困难，但是只要有心和尽力就好。&lt;br /&gt;不要就这样放弃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TL2RQv7priI/AAAAAAAAD9o/vBC0_CaCZ1k/s1600/26435_367796572707_91064382707_3554299_5276482_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TL2RQv7priI/AAAAAAAAD9o/vBC0_CaCZ1k/s320/26435_367796572707_91064382707_3554299_5276482_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529735634411433506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界还是一样的美丽。&lt;br /&gt;不要自卑，因为一定有某些恩赐比别人强。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"自强不息"，不是每个人都可以做到。&lt;br /&gt;有些"废物垃圾" 要一只把他们捡起来的手，并相信它仍然"有用"。&lt;br /&gt;例如 :: 吸毒者&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;要毁灭自己的其中一个原因是 ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;“自觉无用”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们都应该找回自己的&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;用处&lt;/span&gt;，&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;价值&lt;/span&gt;和&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;位置&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油！=)&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-4989936295212822213?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/4989936295212822213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=4989936295212822213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4989936295212822213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4989936295212822213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_19.html' title='”没用“变成”有用“'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TL2RQ73GXXI/AAAAAAAAD9w/ndxy7aImdng/s72-c/4622445567_c485c87729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-4864769723028561139</id><published>2010-10-19T18:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T21:31:32.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>妈妈的信</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;妈妈的信&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TL1-kXoHzpI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/RATFFFrWZsQ/s1600/Father+and+son.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TL1-kXoHzpI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/RATFFFrWZsQ/s320/Father+and+son.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529715080763526802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨晚从外面回来，发现垃圾仍在垃圾桶里，虽是意料中事，心里仍一阵莫名的刺痛。孩子，你从来都不会主动的帮妈妈倒垃圾，尽管我曾三申五令，乃至于千拜托万拜托，但似乎不曾在你心里起任何涟漪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走进房间，衣服，裤子杂乱的躺在床上，地上；被子晚上还要改所以不要折；用过的卫生纸，食品的包装盒。。更是随处可见，为何如此？追根究底，是我们溺爱了你,没有把你管教好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直以为你还小，慢慢你会懂，时间证明我们是错的，“每个人都想要拯救世界，却没有人愿意帮妈妈洗碗”，这是多沉痛的呐喊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再过几年，你可能离家，现在我不愿为这类琐碎的家事与你不愉快，因为我想 :: " 虽然你不喜欢做家事，并不代表你不爱这个家", 否则，你也不会休假时，宁可成天窝在家，看电视也好，打电动机也罢，有时还要忍受妈妈的唠叨。也许，希望也许，几年后身为游子的你，想起家中的种种方便，和父母的纵容，在不经意的刹那，会有个声音在你耳边悄悄响起...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;“原来我一直如此好命”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;期望你曾有的“&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;好命&lt;/span&gt;”，能嘉惠你未来的家庭。&lt;br /&gt;有人说 :: "孩子我们教不来，以后就让他的老婆来教吧!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为了你爱的人，为了你的家庭幸福美满，我想不单是做家事，任何事你也会愿意为他们做----&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;真如你的父母为你所做&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=============*=================*===============*==================*==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看了这位妈妈的心情故事，身为女儿的我，有几分钟都无法言语。&lt;br /&gt;熟悉的画面...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TL1-kD4LqPI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/Qmfc6yWW-G4/s1600/Rainbow.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TL1-kD4LqPI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/Qmfc6yWW-G4/s320/Rainbow.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529715075462179058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;“养儿方知父母恩”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大多数人都要等到为人父，为人母，才真切的体会到父母的辛苦。这时才愿意放慢脚步，看看那已花白头发的老人。 幸运的人，也许还来得及回头，牵起父母的手。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然有时父母在于表达爱的方式有点迟钝，使得我们体会不到。或无意间在言语上不小心伤害了我们小小的心灵，不过到头来，他们也是最爱我们的那个。毕竟，上帝赐他们成为我们的父母必定有祂的美意。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;你们作儿女的，要在主里听从父母，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;这是理所当然的.要孝敬父母，使你得福，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;在世长寿。这是第一条带应许的诫命。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;弗6:1-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-4864769723028561139?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/4864769723028561139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=4864769723028561139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4864769723028561139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4864769723028561139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='妈妈的信'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TL1-kXoHzpI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/RATFFFrWZsQ/s72-c/Father+and+son.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-2541194637460095396</id><published>2010-10-05T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T22:38:39.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain and Raindrops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TKs28-MrYWI/AAAAAAAAD9A/diodIsd68kI/s1600/raindrops.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TKs28-MrYWI/AAAAAAAAD9A/diodIsd68kI/s320/raindrops.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524569789016269154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh and giggle was all i had in mind as i ran under the rain. It felt as though we were dancing as the raindrops continues to hit our face. They came down hard but that's what makes it beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel my messy hair flying all around the place and some sticking on my forehead as i continue to run, but i wouldn't care. I closed my eyes as i looked up the sky. I didnt know how to feel but continue to laugh and giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TKs3Z_-AQKI/AAAAAAAAD9I/H6fI4O0lOC4/s1600/raindrops.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TKs3Z_-AQKI/AAAAAAAAD9I/H6fI4O0lOC4/s320/raindrops.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524570287707799714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned back to look at him, hoping that he would join me. Amazingly, he did. I still remember the way he ran as he smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the way he smiled.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the way I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that scene.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as i recall back, i look at myself as though i'm a child again. If there was by any chance, i would love to do it again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except this time, i will be dancing and turning in circles under the rain because it felt as though your burdens were washed away by the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TKs2kKSxS3I/AAAAAAAAD84/Ws9dGC83zAc/s1600/raindrops.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TKs2kKSxS3I/AAAAAAAAD84/Ws9dGC83zAc/s320/raindrops.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524569362766318450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would only laugh and giggle because it was a feeling, knowing that someone was still with you when there's a heavy rain. Sometimes through the journey, you would look back and find that person smiling back at you. Knowing that they got your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that slight smile, it means the whole world to you. Because that was more than enough to keep you strong and keep you going through the rain that was coming your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers people and God bless =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-2541194637460095396?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/2541194637460095396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=2541194637460095396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/2541194637460095396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/2541194637460095396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/10/rain-and-raindrops.html' title='Rain and Raindrops'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TKs28-MrYWI/AAAAAAAAD9A/diodIsd68kI/s72-c/raindrops.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-1919026389332676600</id><published>2010-09-18T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T18:25:48.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>彩虹下的约定</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TJSDBebGoBI/AAAAAAAAD8g/pB_2e3NsUQs/s1600/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TJSDBebGoBI/AAAAAAAAD8g/pB_2e3NsUQs/s320/2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518179504805552146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我空虚的心灵,  终于不再流泪.&lt;br /&gt;期待这雨后缤纷的彩虹&lt;br /&gt;诉说你我的约定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不安的脚步,  终于可以停歇&lt;br /&gt;祝你,  因为我爱上了生命&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼与你有约&lt;br /&gt;是&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;永恒&lt;/span&gt;的约&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;彩虹,   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为证千古不变&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要高歌为生命喜悦&lt;br /&gt;万物歌颂你的慈爱,&lt;br /&gt;大地诉说你的恩典&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我空虚的心灵，   终于不再流泪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;========================*====================*===================*===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TJSRz1EVGvI/AAAAAAAAD8o/z6R9LANDPH0/s1600/38.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TJSRz1EVGvI/AAAAAAAAD8o/z6R9LANDPH0/s320/38.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518195763040295666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知为什么，每当看到彩虹时，心里，有说不出的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;感恩，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;喜乐&lt;/span&gt;，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;安慰，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;盼望，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;仰望。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼睛也不知不觉的一直瞪着它看。&lt;br /&gt;心里安静的想着，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;“哇~~~!!!  好美哦!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;上帝真是太厉害了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;酱美的东西，他竟然还会把它创造出来！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;真是太神奇了!!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那刻，我感觉到他的存在。因为，感觉到他的应许是真实的。&lt;br /&gt;世界上的万物都将废弃，可是他的话却长存。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在我们的生活圈子里，种种的压力都是会找上我们的。那是难免的。可是庆幸的，我们有权利去控制这些压力。就在于你要以怎样的态度去面对。有时，当你真真去思考时，你会发现，压力反而能指引我们的信心。经过考验后，就产生忍耐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That's just the upper part. Having difficulty typing chinese =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Just suddenly thought of posting something since it's been quite awhile since i last blogged? God knows when there will be a next time. Probably in two months time or so. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what i've learnt throughout these few weeks is that, i finally learn to put down everything including my own desires and let God be my guide. He'll take the lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i realized that, when you put&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; faith&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt; onto Him and let Him take over your life, that's when miracles happened. Amazingly, but yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TJSR0fXSaLI/AAAAAAAAD8w/wGZII1FouDY/s1600/z133107872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TJSR0fXSaLI/AAAAAAAAD8w/wGZII1FouDY/s320/z133107872.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518195774394099890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我反而发现，当你选择&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;顺服&lt;/span&gt;，&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;相信&lt;/span&gt;，&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;仰望&lt;/span&gt;与&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;交托&lt;/span&gt;的时候，&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;忧郁&lt;/span&gt;就会自然而然的离你越来越远。&lt;br /&gt;那时候，你就会体会到   “&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;喜乐&lt;/span&gt;”。&lt;br /&gt;一次又一次的奇迹就自然的产生。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;如经上记者说 ::&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; "你们遭遇各种试炼的时候，都要看为&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;喜乐&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也学到，一个真正睿智的人以适当的角度看问题，并能作明智又敏感的决定。当你真诚的去对待每样人，事，物，凡事以谦卑，原谅的态度去对待，不去计较，不去埋怨，就算自己吃亏也无所谓。上帝都把这一切看在眼里。相反的他会更加倍的祝福你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;生命虽然软弱，可它却是何等的宝贵。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was never easy but at least, it was worth it when you're on the right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead people =)&lt;br /&gt;Cheers ~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6875094241890825548-1919026389332676600?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/1919026389332676600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=1919026389332676600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1919026389332676600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1919026389332676600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='彩虹下的约定'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TJSDBebGoBI/AAAAAAAAD8g/pB_2e3NsUQs/s72-c/2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-214849780569487499</id><published>2010-08-28T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T19:38:31.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>朋友，加油！</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/THj01qgvDqI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/vd0hg7XovNY/s1600/Cherry_Blossom_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/THj01qgvDqI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/vd0hg7XovNY/s320/Cherry_Blossom_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510423346869636770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听着她那伤心的哭声，我的心，碎了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱着一个人，却知道永远都没可能得到他，是何等的痛，何等的伤。看着他的房间，空了，走了。他的味道，他的东西，他的人，随着一切，走了。痛啊！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可恶的是，他不知道她喜欢上了他？没办法改变事实的她，也只能以泪洗面。而身为朋友的我，一时反应不过来。只能静静的听着她的哭声。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友，那时，我是多么的想拥抱你啊。。陪着你，让你躺在我的怀抱，摸你的头，告诉你“有我在”。多么想与你承担。我宁愿承担你的伤心，都不要听你哭的将惨。可是真知道，最后，你得自己面对这伤口。最大的敌人还是你自己，要学会放下。真的不容易。旁人只能给予支持与安慰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的心，听着它碎着，我都想把它捡起来。就算捡到手流血，我也愿意。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友，加油！我会背着你的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Dedicate this song to you -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;对不起，我爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No one says it's wrong to fall for someone. But often, it still hurts when they do not know. Worst come to worst, you know they will never be yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-214849780569487499?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/214849780569487499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=214849780569487499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/214849780569487499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/214849780569487499'/><link rel='alternate' 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祈祷着你平安&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;张开双手等待着你归来 怀抱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就像个天堂看着幻想 等待原来也可以是美好的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;宝贝不哭 原来泪水不再掉落在不该落的地方&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偶尔翻开日记 瞧着你留下的笔记 写着你我的名字&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来催眠着是自己 戴上面具的天使&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;受不了伤害 不给人看他不开心的一面&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只收藏着回忆 给人看了他面具上的微笑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是躲在角落 关心着你 注意着你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;清楚的是 远方瞧着你的笑容 淡忘的那一刻&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;给了伤口上的药剂 想念你的我 是希望你幸福&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来已习惯了爱着你 想着你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心里的挣扎开始解脱了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;面具随着天使 飞上了天堂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;微笑着 隐约隐藏着没人懂的感觉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他说爱你是幸福的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等你是开心的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不求回报的 滴着血泪 守护着她&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;像童话故事般 只是少了你能添补上的色彩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是黑白的 面具上出现了裂痕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来爱一个人很容易 要放下她却很难&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友 醒来吧 她不希望你是如此的眷恋 和期待&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友 一路一起走 谢谢你们&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-3312057179381167839</id><published>2010-08-23T19:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T19:44:27.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo!</title><content type='html'>看着那失望的星星，月亮留下了她那明亮的眼泪，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;彷述说着我的伤心，我不再翘望着自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;将心比心，上帝的带领下，我看见了光亮&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不再陷入黑暗内，不再哭泣，这世界伤心的人有多少，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也不是唯一的那个，有祂陪伴着我，多少伤心也赢不了那开心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开心祂赐给了我 ‘恩典’ grace '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;祂所设立下的道路指引了我的去处，祂为我铺下了让我将进入天堂的道路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很开心，从来都没如此开心过，荣耀着上帝&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然因为事业和功课等压力下，我曾冷淡，但我忏悔，我认罪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以我要更加努力的侍奉祂，荣耀祂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;做任何一件可以荣耀祂，让祂欢喜的事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;道路虽然是如此的模糊，但我坚信着祂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感谢上帝 赐给了我这幸福 的生活&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;试炼虽然充满着波折，但我相信只要以祂为中心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一切都不再困难 =）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;止。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-3312057179381167839?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/3312057179381167839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=3312057179381167839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/3312057179381167839'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-7781183189160960934</id><published>2010-07-16T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T11:43:02.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TD_U2BGzBxI/AAAAAAAAD8A/eYsAeA3cEIc/s1600/tumblr_kz9ee8W7gN1qbooabo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TD_U2BGzBxI/AAAAAAAAD8A/eYsAeA3cEIc/s320/tumblr_kz9ee8W7gN1qbooabo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494344094890264338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be perfect to let someone to love you the way you wanted to be loved. Always remember, being simple is the most perfect way to make me fall in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted by Jia Hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Somehow, i do agree with her. Simply because simple, reviews everything and that is when you start to love that person more than you ever did before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-7781183189160960934?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/7781183189160960934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=7781183189160960934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/7781183189160960934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/7781183189160960934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-dont-have-to-be-perfect-to-let.html' title=''/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TD_U2BGzBxI/AAAAAAAAD8A/eYsAeA3cEIc/s72-c/tumblr_kz9ee8W7gN1qbooabo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-7761580005584935910</id><published>2010-07-07T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T22:20:01.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much for a day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TDSLogAqtlI/AAAAAAAAD7w/Nz4Lk_IRlqw/s1600/tumblr_kz3ku4rCjz1qbooabo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TDSLogAqtlI/AAAAAAAAD7w/Nz4Lk_IRlqw/s320/tumblr_kz3ku4rCjz1qbooabo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491167373575239250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, i almost die today. A car was directly speeding down the road and the wonderful me wasn't having my mind focus as i drive out from a corner of a street. Thank goodness that car driver braked as hard as possible til his car made a loud noise and slipped to a side. If it wasn't for him braking this hard, I'm gone case. Plus, the head of his car was facing my car's driver seat. So, you can imagine if he continues to step on that accelerator, I would have had broken arms and legs. Maybe even head flying out and body being squashed. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sadly, i'm still alive.&lt;br /&gt;Unharmed =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TDSLpDJnZuI/AAAAAAAAD74/HLQfAG81q9I/s1600/minimalisticphotographyurbanfotocol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TDSLpDJnZuI/AAAAAAAAD74/HLQfAG81q9I/s320/minimalisticphotographyurbanfotocol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491167383008012002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I accidentally saw this lady at the field. Cuddling herself like a prawn as she sat beside a big drain by the road side. It was raining heavily but she didn't move an itch. I can see that droplets of water were streaming down her long black hair. Obviously, she's crying. I wanted to get out of the car and comfort her, but i didn't. What an asshole i am =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But looking at her, my mind got carried away again. Because that was exactly how'd i felt at that moment. I might not know what happened to her, but if by any chances, i would do the same thing as she does, if i had the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-7761580005584935910?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/7761580005584935910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=7761580005584935910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/7761580005584935910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/7761580005584935910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-much-for-day.html' title='So much for a day..'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TDSLogAqtlI/AAAAAAAAD7w/Nz4Lk_IRlqw/s72-c/tumblr_kz3ku4rCjz1qbooabo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-374243452297978833</id><published>2010-06-19T12:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T13:43:48.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HER, my life ♥♥♥</title><content type='html'>When she was young, I used to stick to her like a magnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBxT0SNLHbI/AAAAAAAAD7A/FCy_N1085Ak/s1600/15561_1244370959142_1525432659_30649585_7508984_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBxT0SNLHbI/AAAAAAAAD7A/FCy_N1085Ak/s320/15561_1244370959142_1525432659_30649585_7508984_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484350603935817138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the day when i first met her. It felt like as if I've fallen in love with the world most cutest thing ever! I've known that my cats and "cats that i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;USED&lt;/span&gt;" to adopt are beautiful but after meeting &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt;, she was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; thing that i have my eyes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering every night, i always peep at her where she was sleeping under my bed. Kiss her on the forehead after saying goodnight. Rushing back home from college just to see her. First sentence when I'm back will be always either &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;"where is she?"&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;"how is she doing"&lt;/span&gt; instead of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"mummy, i'm home"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBxT1C2qobI/AAAAAAAAD7I/pmusqT4u7Sc/s1600/15561_1244371239149_1525432659_30649592_1534534_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBxT1C2qobI/AAAAAAAAD7I/pmusqT4u7Sc/s320/15561_1244371239149_1525432659_30649592_1534534_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484350616994750898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. i guess at my 18/19years, i've finally know how to love people and things? Hmmm.. for the first time, i manage to find things that i could love more and put my love more on them. And yes, i learned to fall in love for the very first time. Maybe not on humans yet, but animals. Humans, maybe i've found one. But i'm not sure whether that person will finally let me walk in those those doors that their hiding themselves back at =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not denying that it &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;WAS&lt;/span&gt; very tiring. But at least she taught me be to be patient and taught me to love her more even though how much pain and headache she gave me. And most importantly, she reminds me of my parents. Weirdly, somehow she almost has the same character as i did except that the fact she &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt; milk and i dun =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Why would i say that she reminded me of my parents? Firstly, she's like a mirror to me. She reflected &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;. And i have responsibility to take care of her, which in another word, i'm her "parent". She was soo stubborn til i often wanted to kill her and tell her&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "NO!"&lt;/span&gt; she cant do this and that. I might be looking and babbling like i'm angry and regretting for having her from the outside but one thing still remains, my heart always aches when she did something wrong and my love for her never fades a single itch. But this was only for a year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBxT1r1szzI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/OSGpACgudQw/s1600/17140_1312503982425_1525432659_30811908_2288971_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBxT1r1szzI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/OSGpACgudQw/s320/17140_1312503982425_1525432659_30811908_2288971_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484350627996553010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagining my parents have me as their child for 19years. How tiring it can be when you have a daughter like me? Never once i realized any of this. Not until these few months. Blaming them that they never did anything for me? Arguing that they dun understand me? What's the use? Well, maybe i didn't blame them -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Friday)&lt;/span&gt;, i went down klang for a gathering with the fellowship. On the way back, i got lost. By then, it was nearly 10.30pm. The road was dark and it's a kampung road. Yes, i'm afraid and i'm so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FREAKING&lt;/span&gt; tired because it's ald night time. With no road lights on, i have to "extra" use my eyes power to freaking look at the road so that i wont bum into some dead animal body or bang some lorry from opposite of the road that i'm driving at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBxT13Y3qTI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/5FARWrKMcgw/s1600/26124_1395181409309_1525432659_30982722_8232179_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBxT13Y3qTI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/5FARWrKMcgw/s320/26124_1395181409309_1525432659_30982722_8232179_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484350631096854834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i was pissed. I just wanna go home. By the time when i got home, it was ald 11.35pm. Thank goodness manage to find the way. Tiring but yet, as i opened the front gate in order to park the car into the porch, without any effort, she jumped into the car as i opened the gate. She sat at the car's driver sit and as i got into the car, she automatically shifted herself to the passenger sit and sat down quietly. Maybe groaning a little. Like she's saying&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; "how's your day?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved the car in. I turned off car headlights. Closed my eyes and lean my head against the driver sit with a sigh. This was when she came up to me and lean her head against my chest. I hugged her and squeezed her. She never hold back but she dig her head more nearer to me. I looked at her eyes for awhile and she looked back at me. She licked my cheek &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;*in dogs, means kissed*&lt;/span&gt; i kissed her back on her forehead and hugged her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything disappeared at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;Tiredness, anger, disappointment, fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBxUcXrOT2I/AAAAAAAAD7o/dqdMdWne8qI/s1600/35467_1475253851070_1525432659_31158564_3935488_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBxUcXrOT2I/AAAAAAAAD7o/dqdMdWne8qI/s320/35467_1475253851070_1525432659_31158564_3935488_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484351292598800226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that as if i've neglected her for awhile and finally having a few days to spend with her. It paid the price. She started to understand me and showed appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the passed few days, I spent hours bringing her out because i was going through some rough times and i needed space so i've been spending most of my time with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt;. Talking, running and just staying silence with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBxT2cVMXTI/AAAAAAAAD7g/Ty0q0Mluilc/s1600/26124_1395185809419_1525432659_30982739_5723381_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBxT2cVMXTI/AAAAAAAAD7g/Ty0q0Mluilc/s320/26124_1395185809419_1525432659_30982739_5723381_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484350641013546290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality, this reminds me of my parents coming back from work. All they need is just a little appreciation and that's the most wonderful thing that can ever happened in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a conclusion for this post, i've learned that........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, if you want people to love you, you, yourself have to start by loving them first. Especially the love you have for your family, sometimes it might not be pleasant because sometimes, not because they dun love you, just that they &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; know &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HOW&lt;/span&gt; to show or to tell you that they love you. Blame them or whatever you wanna do, but by the end of the day, they are &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;STILL&lt;/span&gt; your family. I believe that God had his own purpose for putting everyone of us in different families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, Sometimes, when you did something for them, this will make them love you even more and they'll change. This is what happened to me and her. And i'm now planning by starting of at my family =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qiu Hong, a friend of mine, said to me:  You have to start by loving God. Because only God's love for us is real. Without loving him, you wont be able to love others. Yes, you might be able to love others but not in a correct way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, Don't try to change anyone because that will never happen. If you did, congraz to you. But was that person happy with who he/she become? We do not know. But what i've learn is maybe we can start by changing ourselves ;) and soon, people will see YOU for who you really are. And you might not know, maybe they'll even change? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-374243452297978833?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/374243452297978833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=374243452297978833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/374243452297978833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/374243452297978833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/06/her-my-life.html' title='HER, my life ♥♥♥'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBxT0SNLHbI/AAAAAAAAD7A/FCy_N1085Ak/s72-c/15561_1244370959142_1525432659_30649585_7508984_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-8748624312977849579</id><published>2010-06-12T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T21:08:00.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end? Or new chapter?</title><content type='html'>Date     :: 12 June 2010&lt;br /&gt;Time    :: 20:27pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the end of our story?&lt;br /&gt;Or was it the beginning of our new story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBOGLMBKegI/AAAAAAAAD64/cJCVHJr6T6U/s1600/DSCF3069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBOGLMBKegI/AAAAAAAAD64/cJCVHJr6T6U/s320/DSCF3069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481872698202814978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows&lt;br /&gt;No one cares&lt;br /&gt;Time, will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-8748624312977849579?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/8748624312977849579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=8748624312977849579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/8748624312977849579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/8748624312977849579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/06/end-or-new-chapter.html' title='The end? Or new chapter?'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TBOGLMBKegI/AAAAAAAAD64/cJCVHJr6T6U/s72-c/DSCF3069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-6270834696872738439</id><published>2010-06-06T17:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T19:48:48.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promise fulfilled..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt9M0lddgI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/h_eQIZqcGEI/s1600/29504_382710313137_716803137_4030067_279859_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt9M0lddgI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/h_eQIZqcGEI/s320/29504_382710313137_716803137_4030067_279859_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479611030854006274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago, on this day, at this hour. I was in my room and I was asking myself,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"HOW TO MOVE ON WITH MY LIFE?"&lt;/span&gt;  Daylight, i'm trying to be a tough girl who have no emotions on her face. No laughter. Nothing. At night, i'll be covering myself to bed in tears. I'm such a lifeless person back then. So anti social. Especially i'm starting to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; boys but that was only a short period of time. lol. Not until i met my college mates. That's the most scariest part but thank God, i ain't interest on lesbian stuff altho i still do check girls out with Nelson everyday in school, even now still =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt_0uQTLzI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/zRdHOhDzNrU/s1600/jacklikesdeek10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt_0uQTLzI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/zRdHOhDzNrU/s320/jacklikesdeek10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479613915372662578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years later, on this day, at this hour, I'm sitting in front of my desktop, typing this out.&lt;br /&gt;Being &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;MYSELF&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Being happy about my life.&lt;br /&gt;Being happy being &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SINGLE&lt;/span&gt;. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I couldn't believe howdah time flies. But it really does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAuAirysIAI/AAAAAAAAD6o/HFDWPpOyXM4/s1600/14111_1367610957876_1459763809_984321_656183_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAuAirysIAI/AAAAAAAAD6o/HFDWPpOyXM4/s320/14111_1367610957876_1459763809_984321_656183_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479614704985579522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; to be our anniversary day.&lt;br /&gt;Two years later, it was not. Not anymore. Not ever after the following days or years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i'm trying to say is that, Thank &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, not in a sarcastic way but in a way of thanking you for letting me see the world for once and letting me to do things that i've always wanted to do most, which are crazy shits ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt9NO6VrRI/AAAAAAAAD5g/KVd3fUwADR4/s1600/17.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt9NO6VrRI/AAAAAAAAD5g/KVd3fUwADR4/s320/17.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479611037920898322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for hurting me because if it wasn't for you, i wouldn't have been a better person today. Mostly childish i guess. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for letting me know how it was like to fell in love and to be loved back at the same time. Although i'm not sure by then do i really understand the meaning of "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;" but I'm sure most of my actions that i had done towards you already said it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Yu Shi Yang&lt;/span&gt;, i've shown and prove to you what i can do and i've kept my promise to you for being single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt9NkLbGUI/AAAAAAAAD5o/JAhuhW1css4/s1600/18.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt9NkLbGUI/AAAAAAAAD5o/JAhuhW1css4/s320/18.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479611043629701442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this promise is for you and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing it for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, is because you're the only one left to help me through with my sorrows by then. Remembering that night, Yeah, those harsh words, those tears, those eyes, those disappointment, you've told me over and over again. And in the end, you made me make this promise. Not knowing would i make it, you doubt. But in order to prove it to you that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"I CAN!!!"&lt;/span&gt;, i bared the pain til it numbed me. Til it fade away.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing it for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; is because i still have my parents to depend on me later in life and i know that they would never survive later in life without me. I'm doing it for my future, my SPM cert, my trust towards my parents. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;. I'm walking on storns as each steps i take. But because of this, i was a better person today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt-L9CF1xI/AAAAAAAAD6I/ud3rQLG4oOo/s1600/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt-L9CF1xI/AAAAAAAAD6I/ud3rQLG4oOo/s320/k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479612115453335314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not easy i could say. Especially when your parents tend to always doubt you every single hours and days and accuse that you're lying to them which made you dont even know you should say the truth or tell lies. Because when you tell them the truth, they think you're lying and when you didn't tell them, it gets even uglier. Obviously, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;TRUST&lt;/span&gt; wasn't there anymore. All they know is to add oil into the fire which burns you til you dun even felt like living anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt9OC9SEuI/AAAAAAAAD54/E0RWkFSiO9I/s1600/26326_1359486314765_1459763809_967983_2816319_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt9OC9SEuI/AAAAAAAAD54/E0RWkFSiO9I/s320/26326_1359486314765_1459763809_967983_2816319_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479611051891888866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thank you to my precious beloved &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Father in Heaven&lt;/span&gt;. With &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;, with your love, your hands and your words, my scars and wounds are heal. Not immediately but slowly. Often enough, i kneeled before you to search for you for support because there was none in this world and i'm lost. Everything seems so meaningless yet, you've used so many people in my life to help me out through this hard time. Coincidentally? No, because I've known all this while, you allowed these people to appear because it was part of your plan in my life. I've been blessed and even til today, i am still. Sometimes things still doesn't goes as perfect as it should be =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt-LrGne_I/AAAAAAAAD6A/UjOAxwnGDiI/s1600/c.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt-LrGne_I/AAAAAAAAD6A/UjOAxwnGDiI/s320/c.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479612110640479218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure, I've never been happier than before. In this two years, I've learn to love life more when you're still single because there's so much you can do without being attach to anyone. You're on your own. No one to tied you up. No one to control you on what you're doing. No one who will worry or care about you, no one who will stick to you like a sticky glue til you cant even breathe etc, vice verse. I've learn to grow and find myself for who i really am and what I'm capable of instead of always not having my own stands and view. I've learn about, every page of our life is a new chapter. So what if it ends? Why am i even holding back from making new memories. But obviously, it took a year later from making me realizing that -.- dang~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt-MsPDbmI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/4lR_t4zHm4Q/s1600/tumblr_kzsdrmbOW91qbooabo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt-MsPDbmI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/4lR_t4zHm4Q/s320/tumblr_kzsdrmbOW91qbooabo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479612128124169826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, hard enough to keep a promise when you've made it because things will still tempted you from the corner of our sideways as we walked in life but it's up to us to set our minds straight and say............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Hey, no. Come back! Promise is more important.&lt;br /&gt;I've made it, then fulfill it!&lt;br /&gt;Don't be like other people.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt; take responsibility for what i've promised&lt;br /&gt;and show them &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I CAN&lt;/span&gt;!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt9Nx0SenI/AAAAAAAAD5w/jZNp9Uhcqcc/s1600/19.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt9Nx0SenI/AAAAAAAAD5w/jZNp9Uhcqcc/s320/19.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479611047290763890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares if the person who you've told to forgotten what you've used to promise to him/her about, as long you still remember what you, yourself promised. then, fulfill it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just never been this proud of myself. lol. Cheh =p&lt;br /&gt;But really, the journey was.. indescribable. For those who've been through heart breaks. As in the real real real heart breaks, you'll understand how'd it felt like ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me years to overcome it. And i'm now officially over it. Only memories that were left to be remembered ;) not ever once, i blamed or complain about why do i have to meet you or go through all this with you but only grateful. Hopefully you're doing great in life too, because i am =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-6270834696872738439?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/6270834696872738439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=6270834696872738439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6270834696872738439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6270834696872738439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/06/promise-fulfilled.html' title='Promise fulfilled..'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAt9M0lddgI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/h_eQIZqcGEI/s72-c/29504_382710313137_716803137_4030067_279859_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-3534762058083861276</id><published>2010-06-04T12:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T13:52:41.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I remembered that night......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAiHIsEcMhI/AAAAAAAAD4w/M1cQVrnbsHs/s1600/3489583273_02a1b4496f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAiHIsEcMhI/AAAAAAAAD4w/M1cQVrnbsHs/s320/3489583273_02a1b4496f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478777530034696722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was cold, the wind was strong. I still remembered the 5 of us were walking across the seafront. It was night time. I wasn't concentrating on what they're talking because i was covered up in my own imagination world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i walked, I remembered feeling of the soft sands saying &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"HELLO"&lt;/span&gt; to my little feet. They were melting against me as i take each steps on 'em.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered seeing the stars twinkling above me as i looked up to the dark blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered seeing the beautiful moon that I've never seen back in Subang.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered hearing the waves crashing against the shore gently.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the wind blew against my cheeks. Strong but gentle and comforting.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered seeing yellowish light bulbs on my right where music filled the air. People were dancing, eating, playing with sands and some were even dating. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAiHJ-ph_qI/AAAAAAAAD5I/FkhwP6mkf5g/s1600/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAiHJ-ph_qI/AAAAAAAAD5I/FkhwP6mkf5g/s320/3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478777552201973410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing how'd it all felt, and that's when i thought of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); text-align: center;"&gt;"How Great Thou Art"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was the song that describes it all.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the other day, i don't get it why as i sang that song, tears started to float and soon, they started drifting down on my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAiHJMXk-fI/AAAAAAAAD44/2S6fceuN4uI/s1600/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAiHJMXk-fI/AAAAAAAAD44/2S6fceuN4uI/s320/1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478777538704898546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i could turn back time when i'm still at Redang when everything just seems right. I regretted for not doing the one thing i've always wanted to do when i get the chance to be on the beach. Which is lay myself on the soft sands and looking up to the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to do that but i just don't get it why didn't i do so during then -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we all have our own side on what we wanted/planned to do when we get the chance to be on beaches, huh? Well, com'on, more or less, sometimes we'll tend to imagine things that are not gonna happen and which it's crazy -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, some people will tend imagine to have a fairytale story on the beach. Some, hmmm.. I don't know. But yeah, i admit -.- Sometimes i do wish there will be fairytales but obviously, those are just bullshits -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAiHKO4RrDI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/QhEKmzegDdA/s1600/beach.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAiHKO4RrDI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/QhEKmzegDdA/s320/beach.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478777556558785586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whenever i think of beaches, all i wanted to is to lay there in silence. Even alone or with a person will do. If that's someone special, like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;BEST BEST friend&lt;/span&gt; or just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;anyone who's important&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to me&lt;/span&gt;, it would be more beautiful. But i prefer to stay silent. Because all I wanted to do at that moment is to listen to the sound of the waves which are so incredibly beautiful. Or maybe run like a small kid at the seafront but people might think i'm crazy -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAiHJfFwobI/AAAAAAAAD5A/z2dRYRjQqZc/s1600/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAiHJfFwobI/AAAAAAAAD5A/z2dRYRjQqZc/s320/2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478777543730438578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay -.-&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like such an idiot for saying stuff like this.&lt;br /&gt;But overall, i just feel like going back to beaches and do the one thing that i could do =( But will there be another chance of doing so? Laying down on those soft sands and look up to the sky and hear the sound of those waves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-3534762058083861276?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/3534762058083861276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=3534762058083861276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/3534762058083861276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/3534762058083861276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-remembered-that-night.html' title='I remembered that night......'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/TAiHIsEcMhI/AAAAAAAAD4w/M1cQVrnbsHs/s72-c/3489583273_02a1b4496f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-7674801735147027181</id><published>2010-05-26T13:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T13:51:30.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If i just know you better...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_y0lOtRMJI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/HkEMrLXjej0/s1600/P1110629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_y0lOtRMJI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/HkEMrLXjej0/s320/P1110629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475449798671806610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until today, i've finally decided to write what i wanted to tell you people and this had been bothering me for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful that i've knew you guys and that you guys existed and show me what &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;/span&gt; really is. Especially the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;BOYS&lt;/span&gt;. My mum even compliment some of you. Like &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Gen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ken&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Jason Tam&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Raymond&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; Jack&lt;/span&gt; etc.. Those who she'd met. You boys really caught me of guard and open my eyes to see certain things that i'm almost giving up on. Having to share how does it feels like to be in a friendship with you guys, i couldn't describe the feeling in words but it is just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_y0qj4OqOI/AAAAAAAAD4g/-esYK8AGW7U/s1600/12854_209789082327_645702327_2969924_1323812_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_y0qj4OqOI/AAAAAAAAD4g/-esYK8AGW7U/s320/12854_209789082327_645702327_2969924_1323812_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475449890254268642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what i regret most is i that i never ever get the chance to know &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;each and everyone of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; better =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was writing this, i realized one thing. I've used to make this prayer over and over again for years. How could i not realized it ever since the begining? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*laugh at myself*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, God is mighty and good =)&lt;br /&gt;He does listens =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyone of us will be going our own different ways but hopefully this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;/span&gt; that we once had will be kept and remembered =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_y0qzm68iI/AAAAAAAAD4o/-aUC6DmzdHI/s1600/32064_395754472327_645702327_3940073_1031102_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_y0qzm68iI/AAAAAAAAD4o/-aUC6DmzdHI/s320/32064_395754472327_645702327_3940073_1031102_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475449894476640802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciated spending every single minutes and days with ya all, how about you? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-7674801735147027181?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/7674801735147027181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=7674801735147027181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/7674801735147027181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/7674801735147027181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-i-just-know-you-better.html' title='If i just know you better...'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_y0lOtRMJI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/HkEMrLXjej0/s72-c/P1110629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-7663982589666979308</id><published>2010-05-23T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:38:23.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wound?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_lK1YMvqTI/AAAAAAAAD4I/KcoTMvJodNU/s1600/8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_lK1YMvqTI/AAAAAAAAD4I/KcoTMvJodNU/s320/8.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474489102934976818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it just tears you apart. Something inside you, tearing your meat out. Little by little, til your blood starts to drip. The next thing you know, you're all by yourself with your wound again. So why putting in so much when you know it hurts so badly? Call yourself a dummy because often, we are one =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to turn to someone so badly but you just dunno who to turn to. In the end, you can only whisper to yourself and cried yourself to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-7663982589666979308?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/7663982589666979308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=7663982589666979308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/7663982589666979308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/7663982589666979308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/05/wound.html' title='Wound?'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_lK1YMvqTI/AAAAAAAAD4I/KcoTMvJodNU/s72-c/8.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-2524082235519524630</id><published>2010-05-21T11:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T12:30:16.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How'd that happened?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_YLn_tChwI/AAAAAAAAD34/_3cBSKw5xXw/s1600/4093106333_f736824a51_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_YLn_tChwI/AAAAAAAAD34/_3cBSKw5xXw/s320/4093106333_f736824a51_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473575178858563330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that what had happened? In an blink of an eye, everything seems to spin around like a ball being spinned without direction. What's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear, guilt and sorrows filled in as i thought about HER. Don't want to be that bad ones but it just happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-2524082235519524630?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/2524082235519524630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=2524082235519524630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/2524082235519524630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/2524082235519524630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/05/howd-that-happened.html' title='How&apos;d that happened?'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_YLn_tChwI/AAAAAAAAD34/_3cBSKw5xXw/s72-c/4093106333_f736824a51_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-1151025776106513629</id><published>2010-05-17T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T23:03:47.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Never Told YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_FZos_1z4I/AAAAAAAAD3o/NjRs9XP7JOc/s1600/3711835400_f990bb2665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_FZos_1z4I/AAAAAAAAD3o/NjRs9XP7JOc/s320/3711835400_f990bb2665.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472253578040430466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I miss those blue eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;How you kissed me at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I miss the way we see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Like there's no sunrise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Like the taste of your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I miss the way we breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;But I never told you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;What I should have said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;No, I never told you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I just held it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;And now I miss everything about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I can't believe I still want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;After all the things we've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I see your blue eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Every time I close mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;You make it hard to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Where I belong to when I'm not around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;It's like I'm gone with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_FZoMfvKjI/AAAAAAAAD3g/Dszi0dB5qHE/s1600/4091199248_f3dc38b4af_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_FZoMfvKjI/AAAAAAAAD3g/Dszi0dB5qHE/s320/4091199248_f3dc38b4af_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472253569315842610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;But I never told you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;What I should have said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;No, I never told you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I just held it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;And now I miss everything about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I can't believe I still want You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;After all the things we've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_FZpCYT06I/AAAAAAAAD3w/0-MYNqohgLI/s1600/10098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_FZpCYT06I/AAAAAAAAD3w/0-MYNqohgLI/s320/10098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472253583780205474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;After all the things we've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Without you  &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/6875094241890825548-1151025776106513629?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/1151025776106513629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=1151025776106513629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1151025776106513629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1151025776106513629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-never-told-you.html' title='I Never Told YOU'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S_FZos_1z4I/AAAAAAAAD3o/NjRs9XP7JOc/s72-c/3711835400_f990bb2665.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-7347800318287819560</id><published>2010-05-06T19:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T19:41:35.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking at him.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KnH7EpgFI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/NFa1rQO4B4Q/s1600/3019493905_7756bf10d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KnH7EpgFI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/NFa1rQO4B4Q/s320/3019493905_7756bf10d2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468116652139315282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at him missing her every single second reminded me of so many stuff. When you love someone, you're willing to give everything, just about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt; to that person. I was once like that, but i guess now, i'm not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;A person who was once hurt in love, will never give out as much as they used before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at him, waiting patiently for her approach and appear every single second, minute, hour, day. My heart aches but felt proud that at least there's a guy who finally showed me that they're like me too. And that they're not like some other jerk who played around and will never appreciates a girl. So at least i'm not one of those stupid ones to wait like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KndDeZOVI/AAAAAAAAD3A/GW7a9bUFjfA/s1600/combo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KndDeZOVI/AAAAAAAAD3A/GW7a9bUFjfA/s320/combo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468117015172036946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting her so desperately to be by his side, but there's nothing he can do. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Wait&lt;/span&gt;, was the only thing that he can do. Often enough, he wanted to be by her side. Protect her and give her the comfort that he could to make her feel so much better when she's out there in the world, seeing new things and feels lonely during those nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to be given a task, the person who you're waiting for, doesn't seems to see or realize every sacrifice that you've made, what would you do? You tried telling them but they tend to forget about what you said later on. Was that even your fault? Or was that just meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KnIVep9sI/AAAAAAAAD2g/E-XQ7iB7RbU/s1600/swingset_tiptoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KnIVep9sI/AAAAAAAAD2g/E-XQ7iB7RbU/s320/swingset_tiptoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468116659227719362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often felt that you need a break from this whole shit, but still afraid of losing the one that you love so dearly to slip away during this "break".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if this relationship can't make it?&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to blame the world just because of what she had done to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KnI0-z8OI/AAAAAAAAD2o/ZIq-yp5rduU/s1600/17238_260385362707_91064382707_3218465_6251548_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KnI0-z8OI/AAAAAAAAD2o/ZIq-yp5rduU/s320/17238_260385362707_91064382707_3218465_6251548_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468116667684090082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;就因她，你宁愿伤害那些无辜的女孩子?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But does these girls deserves to be hurt? Yes, i know that you're once hurt, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;BADLY&lt;/span&gt;. But that doesn't mean all girls are the same. Some girls are not &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt;. They don't deserve to be hurt when they're giving in in a relationship just like how you're giving in right now. To be honest, I don't really know what to say. But what i heard, it hurts me and it disappointed me. Tell me i'm not understandable but i'm sure i went through that before and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;, is all the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KndosP3SI/AAAAAAAAD3I/YGftNXnolMw/s1600/24958_332229432181_619867181_3781335_1960659_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KndosP3SI/AAAAAAAAD3I/YGftNXnolMw/s320/24958_332229432181_619867181_3781335_1960659_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468117025162255650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what stage are we at now but i was very very grateful that you shared with me about this the other night. Because this increased my self esteem. Bet you don't know ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Hey! At least i'm trustworthy for you."&lt;/span&gt; You wouldn't know how joyful i am. Finally we sat down together and talk. I was very happy to be your listener and i'm more willing too. But what i regret later on, I was reminded that maybe sometimes, when you felt like pointing out your views, you should say it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KpUZk3jfI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/EpEJ-UECqpM/s1600/City_Lights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KpUZk3jfI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/EpEJ-UECqpM/s320/City_Lights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468119065509203442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often know that what i wanted to say but as not to offend you, i rather not tell you that you're doing something very very wrong. I wanted to tell you to stop, I wanted to shake you and call you to wake up, i wanted to shout at you but i was afraid that you would leave me and never tell things to me ever again because i'm such a nag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, i would blame myself and scold, shout at myself for being such an idiot for not saying my views out. I know you have your thoughts, but not everytime, it's correct. You need some guidance. I would want to guide you, but i just dunno how. I even suck being myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you would dislike and push me aside if i ever say anything more. So i stayed quiet because it's the most safe way to maintain the whole friendship and trust thing. But after realizing, i was wrong. So wrong. It was my mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KpxpzzgpI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/JtfvE09MalE/s1600/24734_115990048411370_100000011260859_292343_7401152_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KpxpzzgpI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/JtfvE09MalE/s320/24734_115990048411370_100000011260859_292343_7401152_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468119568083026578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;a true friend&lt;/span&gt; who cares about you, dares to take out the guts to say the&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; truth&lt;/span&gt;, and we all know &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;the truth often hurts&lt;/span&gt;. And worst comes to worst, a true friend is doing this with a risk, which is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;losing this friendship&lt;/span&gt;. They're telling you just because they've seen you fallen out of the path and they're trying to lead you back into the right path by telling us the truth. But sometimes, we are blinded by our thoughts because we choose to numb ourselves and not wanting the numb to be over, because we don't want to face reality. Our mind was fully blocked til we can't see the view. Conflict occur and there goes the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if i finally take out the guts to tell you that you're wrong, at some ways. Would you hate me, dislike me, distance yourself away from me? I don't know but i hope you'll understand someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you're enjoying life right now =)&lt;br /&gt;Keep up the good word!!!&lt;br /&gt;And good luck finding &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;"yourself"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just another passer by in your life =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know who you are and i've kept my promise by writing this for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to state to you again, Not all girls are the same. Just a few. You haven see the clearer view from outside of that box. So much more to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-7347800318287819560?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/7347800318287819560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=7347800318287819560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/7347800318287819560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/7347800318287819560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-at-him.html' title='Looking at him.......'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KnH7EpgFI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/NFa1rQO4B4Q/s72-c/3019493905_7756bf10d2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-4526995083866489259</id><published>2010-05-06T18:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T18:53:34.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words which are rare enough to be said...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KdE90V_5I/AAAAAAAAD2A/7X5_KsROrAw/s1600/3964598732_92d2d737ae_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KdE90V_5I/AAAAAAAAD2A/7X5_KsROrAw/s320/3964598732_92d2d737ae_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468105606220349330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you said that you miss someone, do you really miss them for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; or you just said it because they happened to be around? On your online list? Or in front of you? Bummed in to you somewhere around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if they're not around, i bet you'll forget you even said that&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; "miss" &lt;/span&gt;word about hours or minutes ago. That is why, i never use these words because i never want to say words that i know i couldn't keep and i would forget them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"I love you"&lt;/span&gt;. Easy to say eh? You'll never hear me say that to a person unless that's my guy, my family and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ONLY &lt;/span&gt;those who means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KdFWrr3XI/AAAAAAAAD2I/EZwMcJI9UPQ/s1600/tumblr_kzs8asTptY1qzbqvao1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KdFWrr3XI/AAAAAAAAD2I/EZwMcJI9UPQ/s320/tumblr_kzs8asTptY1qzbqvao1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468105612894920050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Miss" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;"Swear"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Promise"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words were only said when i know that i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; take fully responsibility on it. And did i keep them? I'm still on progress =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words that i used are only &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;SAID&lt;/span&gt; when i know i can fulfill them. If i'm not sure that i can fulfill and keep them, it's either i'll not make any promises to you or i'll let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KdF4U19NI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/ocj86KB_i-I/s1600/tumblr_kxom6c20XP1qzkj87o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KdF4U19NI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/ocj86KB_i-I/s320/tumblr_kxom6c20XP1qzkj87o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468105621925917906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, do you&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;(readers) &lt;/span&gt;keep your words when you tell someone&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; you swear&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;you promise&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; them? Well, it's up to you to decide on whether your words are important or these words are just &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;an expression&lt;/span&gt; at that moment because you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FEEL&lt;/span&gt; like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-4526995083866489259?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/4526995083866489259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=4526995083866489259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4526995083866489259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4526995083866489259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/05/words-which-are-rare-enough-to-be-said.html' title='Words which are rare enough to be said...'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S-KdE90V_5I/AAAAAAAAD2A/7X5_KsROrAw/s72-c/3964598732_92d2d737ae_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-4976986813010382064</id><published>2010-05-02T21:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:58:27.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing her teared...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S92C8BaKiGI/AAAAAAAAD1w/5V9o7_i3688/s1600/4394566796_557ab8f431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S92C8BaKiGI/AAAAAAAAD1w/5V9o7_i3688/s320/4394566796_557ab8f431.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466669490379589730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to her prayer half way, she teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing and hearing at the same time, I can feel that it's eating her day by day. Little by little. I may not be her, but i'm still part of her. I loved her, but i never tell her through my very own mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in my 10plus years. I don't even remember when was the last time i said &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"I LOVE YOU"&lt;/span&gt; to her. Never ever once i tell her that i love her because i don't have the guts too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S92CUuWKMLI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/gXH5cLPaID4/s1600/6016_1119536587240_1191802936_30345880_662321_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S92CUuWKMLI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/gXH5cLPaID4/s320/6016_1119536587240_1191802936_30345880_662321_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466668815247618226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her teared... made me fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her teared... made my heart aches soooo badly.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her teared... made me cried with her.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her teared... made me wanna tell her, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"It's okay, you still got me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her teared... made me wanna hug her so tightly and cry out loud along with her.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her teared... made me realized that she &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; hurt all this while.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her teared... made me wanna hate that person so badly but i know it's not right to do so&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her teared... made me wanna say thank you for giving me this name, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;GRACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her teared...  made me wanna say sorry for ever being so selfish and foolish.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her teared...  made me wanna say sorry for not showing you the support and love through my actions.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her teared... made me wants to shout to you and tell you that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will be by your side til the day we meet in heaven. I will protect you unless i leave this world early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S92Dl2e1JiI/AAAAAAAAD14/33v1t8scGzY/s1600/4498339247_6a37b0cdbd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S92Dl2e1JiI/AAAAAAAAD14/33v1t8scGzY/s320/4498339247_6a37b0cdbd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466670209000875554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for your life but thank God, we've got &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;. Only he'll heal your shattered heart and His hand will comfort you and give you peace. It's just a few more years. Bare with me. I'll prayer for you because only prayer is the most strongest thing in the world, and that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you're going through a hard time all these &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;YEARS&lt;/span&gt;, but you're always trying to hide this away from us. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say sorry to me because this is NOT your fault! And whatever is the problem, it's my problem as well. Your problem is MY problem! I'm not a small kid anymore to not know what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S92CvsG7ccI/AAAAAAAAD1o/8297l7D1HtM/s1600/z72317106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S92CvsG7ccI/AAAAAAAAD1o/8297l7D1HtM/s320/z72317106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466669278503334338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyhow, i'm sure there's days and nights you're tearing without our realization. If i ever know that's happening, i swear i will be by your side to cry with you. You're strong and i'm proud of you. If i were ever to be on your position, I wouldn't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i just wants to say &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt; even though you will never see this but i've always &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; love you. Just that..... I never have the guts to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;With endless &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;GraceKoh&lt;/span&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/6875094241890825548-4976986813010382064?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/4976986813010382064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=4976986813010382064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4976986813010382064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4976986813010382064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/05/seeing-her-teared.html' title='Seeing her teared...'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S92C8BaKiGI/AAAAAAAAD1w/5V9o7_i3688/s72-c/4394566796_557ab8f431.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-5344214262068576219</id><published>2010-04-26T18:13:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:20:31.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If we ever meet again...</title><content type='html'>This post is specially written for my college mates. Well, maybe not &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;EVERY ONE&lt;/span&gt; of them but i guess i'll be writing for most of them. Sorry to those who i've left out but it's been wonderful meeting and knowing you guys as well. So, leave if you cant stand the long post! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First up, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Chow Pak Khin&lt;/span&gt; aka as &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Raymond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VpKqjbJGI/AAAAAAAADu4/JjB8biNSzBg/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VpKqjbJGI/AAAAAAAADu4/JjB8biNSzBg/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464389354826441826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was the first person whom i've met during the april intake orientation day. lol. Funny enough. I dunno how it all started. But it did. I still remember we exchanged our numbers at the concourse. lol. I think we lost contact half way through but we manage to keep in touch in the end. lol. And i remembered during the first semester, there was an english test, just to confirm which tutorial class a student should be located. I actually failed the test because i thought it was a joke -.- But he passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the funniest thing is that, he insist he wanted to attend the same class as i do. How funny is that? lol. Due to language problem, sometimes it's hard to deliver certain message to him because seriously, when we first started to text each other, i dun freaking understand a single thing he was saying! And sometimes he dun even understand what i'm saying, which makes me want to shout at him. lol &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*but that was last time*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VpJbEE-UI/AAAAAAAADuo/Vd812vSGepA/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VpJbEE-UI/AAAAAAAADuo/Vd812vSGepA/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464389333488564546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;* Remembered this CPK? It was taken during our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt; presentation *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really understand him until he came in and join our gang. Especially during the Redang trip, i get to know him more. That doesn't mean that before this whole trip i don't understand him laaa -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VvEbnkAoI/AAAAAAAADz4/tOJ5ycvKWbE/s1600/200420101970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VvEbnkAoI/AAAAAAAADz4/tOJ5ycvKWbE/s320/200420101970.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464395844807819906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying, at least there's something &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MORE&lt;/span&gt; than just what i know previously. One thing that amazed me is that, i didn't know that he actually could be this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt; to be with. But it would be more fun if we have common language. He is a good boy. At least he'd changed, a lot! But seriously, sometimes he can be so daRn cute! lol. Like a small kid =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VpKJ4hlLI/AAAAAAAADuw/4xwFTJmdS20/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VpKJ4hlLI/AAAAAAAADuw/4xwFTJmdS20/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464389346056574130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second up, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Lee Chin Gen&lt;/span&gt;! aka &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Gen Gen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9WIyJj3aOI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/-kPuXhg1Fxg/s1600/26945_1414731618052_1525432659_31023842_1205965_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9WIyJj3aOI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/-kPuXhg1Fxg/s320/26945_1414731618052_1525432659_31023842_1205965_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464424118025152738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I dun remember how it all started but i do remember it all started by talking about adrian? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I guess what i've wanted to tell you, i've ald did ;) You've changed a lot too, you know? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuGartUwI/AAAAAAAADyY/6lzKyo14yC0/s1600/13532_1123331177184_1644262698_292599_4898297_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuGartUwI/AAAAAAAADyY/6lzKyo14yC0/s320/13532_1123331177184_1644262698_292599_4898297_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464394779404882690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've changed a lot too, you know? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, meet &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tam Chee Yoong&lt;/span&gt;, aka &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Jason Tam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VpL81gHUI/AAAAAAAADvI/oBUK8ng3Q2E/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VpL81gHUI/AAAAAAAADvI/oBUK8ng3Q2E/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464389376913972546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;* He is soooo gonna kill me if he saw this *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say?&lt;br /&gt;The first person who makes me laugh so hard til my head drops.&lt;br /&gt;The first person who understand me so well til sometimes it amazed and freaks me out. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;The first person who shows we what are&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; REAL&lt;/span&gt; friends like.&lt;br /&gt;The first person who listens to you when you're such a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;The first person who allows me to hit SOOOOO many times without getting angry.&lt;br /&gt;So so many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VpLIQo77I/AAAAAAAADvA/S-fUEL99FRs/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VpLIQo77I/AAAAAAAADvA/S-fUEL99FRs/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464389362800717746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;* Remembered this, TCY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It was our first picture and my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt; time hanging out with the gang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Not forgetting, the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; FIRST&lt;/span&gt; time you sat on my car *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So girls, if you ever have an eye on this guy. Go for it!&lt;br /&gt;You'll not regret because he &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;REAL REAL REAL&lt;/span&gt; good guy! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes he is such a copy cat and he won't take the first move -.-&lt;br /&gt;He wants something, but he will &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; say the truth -.-&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when he says &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"no"&lt;/span&gt; but in real, he means &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"yes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUMMYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VqNdYIeUI/AAAAAAAADvQ/cy0y2y8oRfU/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VqNdYIeUI/AAAAAAAADvQ/cy0y2y8oRfU/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464390502340655426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall, if you ever know him well enough, he is a great guy and you should be honour if you're on his "favourite" list ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Cheong Chen Nam&lt;/span&gt; aka &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Nami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VqN78I45I/AAAAAAAADvY/UsqejfVGaV0/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VqN78I45I/AAAAAAAADvY/UsqejfVGaV0/s320/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464390510544741266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As you can see this cute boy over here who looks like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;FISH&lt;/span&gt; with those bubbly eyes and mouth which will never be closed. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VqOUo3PJI/AAAAAAAADvg/ZLeQ_EUlDLQ/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VqOUo3PJI/AAAAAAAADvg/ZLeQ_EUlDLQ/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464390517174779026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Funny enough. I never thought i would met someone who is as happy-go-lucky as he is. It's like, goodness. He is always so happy and flexible. Unlike some of us, always get emo and all -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, he can be a little unsensitive but he's smart ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9Vxyus2OUI/AAAAAAAAD0w/wVNZVxt-bMA/s1600/27243_383471827327_645702327_3660998_2662180_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9Vxyus2OUI/AAAAAAAAD0w/wVNZVxt-bMA/s320/27243_383471827327_645702327_3660998_2662180_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464398839227496770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, when he haven get involve with this gang, i kinda.. Sorry nami if you see this. But hey, it's my blog. I wanted to be open and i want to voice out. So here goes. That happened when we were in semester2. I kinda.. had a bad mindset on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in what way? In college, he was &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; with a bunch of girls. Yeah, i thought he was trying to show off and stuff since he is always having the chances of having the chicqs surrounding him. I thought he was arrogant and always trying to act cute whenever he can. Worst come to worst, he joined into the group out of a sudden. I was like URGH! Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9WIx2ZQgkI/AAAAAAAAD1I/sbIcDjZXopM/s1600/17140_1303564638947_1525432659_30792106_1898159_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9WIx2ZQgkI/AAAAAAAAD1I/sbIcDjZXopM/s320/17140_1303564638947_1525432659_30792106_1898159_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464424112880386626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after awhile, i knew that i was wrong. All those mindset are just shallow mindset. He &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; like that and that is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;HIS&lt;/span&gt; character. Which makes the things around him seem way much more happier and lighter instead of emo-ing. But sometimes he's jokes are a little lame -.- but his brain is seriously functioning superb fast! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sorry nami! I was wrong =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Zi Jian&lt;/span&gt;, aka &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VqPIiiGtI/AAAAAAAADvo/Nf_8VYCoI-8/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VqPIiiGtI/AAAAAAAADvo/Nf_8VYCoI-8/s320/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464390531106872018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another genius! I tell you. He's like the best best friend, teacher and listener i've ever met. I guess we have certain things in common like what we like to do and stuff. Amazingly =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun quite remembered how i got so close with him, i guess due to last sem's accounting? Maybe? We were like a crazy bunch of kids who were all doing accounts from evening til night time. And he was our teacher, oh, and jack too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VqPa06d9I/AAAAAAAADvw/SRFCd2muL84/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VqPa06d9I/AAAAAAAADvw/SRFCd2muL84/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464390536015804370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't for him, i might be retaking my accounts for this semester. The results seriously caught me off guard. I haven been concentrating throughout my whole semester because i dun understand a single thing about what my account teacher is saying because she teach so daRn fast til i couldnt even catch up. And i was actually giving up on myself. Until i met ken. I used two weeks time before our final exam to cover up all of my accounts chapter. Then results came out so shockingly til i dunno what to say but to say thank you to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Zi Jian&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VrijRs3cI/AAAAAAAADv4/U98e8SMYhtg/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VrijRs3cI/AAAAAAAADv4/U98e8SMYhtg/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464391964213173698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you so dearly when you fly to Sarawak! =(&lt;br /&gt;Must remember to come back oh!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure John and Kevin will miss you dearly too even though sometimes they acted like they dun care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Shir Gie&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VrjEI7QmI/AAAAAAAADwA/N0w7HkRNopc/s1600/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VrjEI7QmI/AAAAAAAADwA/N0w7HkRNopc/s320/12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464391973034738274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;* LOL! Dun kill me xP *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, i met her during semester1. Again, i dun remember how i know her but i do remember that when i saw her, she's always so quiet and alone. Seriously i cant stand people being quiet and alone la &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me so &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"nan shou"&lt;/span&gt; lol  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VrkQX5YQI/AAAAAAAADwQ/1mL9kHbnRVw/s1600/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VrkQX5YQI/AAAAAAAADwQ/1mL9kHbnRVw/s320/14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464391993498624258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, my first impression on her is that she's an innocent girl and gosh! She is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;PRETTY!!!&lt;/span&gt; =D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;* please -.- I'm not lesbian *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VvgPHpHHI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/v97gdKBNYjo/s1600/ENDY3373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VvgPHpHHI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/v97gdKBNYjo/s320/ENDY3373.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464396322489048178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During semester1, we always stayed back at the library to study our micoeconomics but we still &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;FAILED&lt;/span&gt;! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write so many notes but still so useless -.-&lt;br /&gt;Her boyfriend joined in after that =)&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her with him always makes me smile, because that's when i love most about her because she gets to be happy and active. Unlike when she's alone, with that&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; "lost"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"lonely"&lt;/span&gt; word written on her face. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9Vrjy2zVSI/AAAAAAAADwI/sanSwFfk54g/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9Vrjy2zVSI/AAAAAAAADwI/sanSwFfk54g/s320/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464391985575187746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kevin Chang&lt;/span&gt;! *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9Vrk32ON4I/AAAAAAAADwY/U7z1QUtSFuk/s1600/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9Vrk32ON4I/AAAAAAAADwY/U7z1QUtSFuk/s320/15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464392004094801794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, he can be so out of control at times =/&lt;br /&gt;But overall, he's okay =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was from the same primary school as he was. By then, he was such a show off -.-&lt;br /&gt;Always bragging and bragging and bragging. Not to mention, he's temper is very &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;. If you know what it means. But i can see changes in him. I'm sure that he's trying as well =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we all are grown up now. It's time for a change ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice something, he's a dominant type. But not&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; PURE&lt;/span&gt; dominant. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes he will still listen. But it was fun when he's around. At least he talks alot which makes the whole thing goes on =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtD5VBDwI/AAAAAAAADwg/LGhDONqllyc/s1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtD5VBDwI/AAAAAAAADwg/LGhDONqllyc/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464393636579970818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, the girl beside him is his girl, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Joyce&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them had been together for almost nearly a year? Or more? I dunno. But it should be around there, i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtEeqSQPI/AAAAAAAADwo/mJwE_ahPtZk/s1600/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtEeqSQPI/AAAAAAAADwo/mJwE_ahPtZk/s320/17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464393646601289970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What to say? She's our dai ka jie! lol&lt;br /&gt;Very cute one indeed ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her favourite post is the "peace" sign. lol.&lt;br /&gt;She's alright. I never got the chance to really know her &gt;&lt; But she had her F4 (her sisters) hanging around her in college =)  Sometimes talking to her was fun =) Especially when she and Jason Tai are having some disagreement, it's even funnier! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtEqZUG7I/AAAAAAAADww/C0Obl6D6g4w/s1600/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtEqZUG7I/AAAAAAAADww/C0Obl6D6g4w/s320/18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464393649751333810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;John TOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;. aka &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Big FaT Sotong&lt;/span&gt;! lol.&lt;br /&gt;Helpful man. Always fetch Kevin from his house and back to his house. What a friend right?!&lt;br /&gt;Drive up and down from one U to subang just to hang out with us. Wow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's alright =)&lt;br /&gt;Recently i just noticed that he &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt; to bully Shir Gie. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuTrupXMI/AAAAAAAADzY/VOttleexFg4/s1600/25596_343021606794_730086794_3699630_4000444_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuTrupXMI/AAAAAAAADzY/VOttleexFg4/s320/25596_343021606794_730086794_3699630_4000444_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464395007318908098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see from the picture, that, is his girlfriend. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jie Ling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Another couple. Aww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Jie Ling and I, we were once close friend back in primary. I can still remember how she looked like =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VvgrgnhQI/AAAAAAAAD0g/l-wIqncnmdo/s1600/P1010223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VvgrgnhQI/AAAAAAAAD0g/l-wIqncnmdo/s320/P1010223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464396330109994242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After all these years, i cant believe that she'd changed so much. We were like the most best friend when we were in standard3. But we separated after that because she was in 4B and I was in 4D. I still remember her handwriting are so neat. All her books are always kept systematically and tidily in her school bag. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we sat at the corner of the class which was placed by the window. Whenever there's a heavy rain, the whole class will be flooded and both of us always are the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"lucky ones"&lt;/span&gt; to get wet -.- lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. time really does flies, doesn't it? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuSz4jffI/AAAAAAAADzA/36pb7WOXvKY/s1600/24213_1222957107770_1644262698_488418_1798916_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuSz4jffI/AAAAAAAADzA/36pb7WOXvKY/s320/24213_1222957107770_1644262698_488418_1798916_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464394992328080882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This, is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Lik Sin&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Another innocent guy. At least he looks like one. LOL!!! Macam budak ni! lol&lt;br /&gt;Helpful =)&lt;br /&gt;Caring.&lt;br /&gt;What more else? My brain's jammed @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuTEPbBFI/AAAAAAAADzI/uEn_igN5vLQ/s1600/24213_1222964547956_1644262698_488535_3335146_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuTEPbBFI/AAAAAAAADzI/uEn_igN5vLQ/s320/24213_1222964547956_1644262698_488535_3335146_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464394996718961746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we've got a deal! You remember that right &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;LIK SIN&lt;/span&gt;? ;)&lt;br /&gt;Who loses owe 5meals! So you better watch out!&lt;br /&gt;I'll win this for sure! ;)&lt;br /&gt;One more year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuHxOhuKI/AAAAAAAADyw/9WPaBdp05xM/s1600/22458_238206622327_645702327_3102412_853995_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuHxOhuKI/AAAAAAAADyw/9WPaBdp05xM/s320/22458_238206622327_645702327_3102412_853995_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464394802636372130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Dominant boy/leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jack Yeong!&lt;/span&gt; LoL. Look at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another smart one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtTu1TnBI/AAAAAAAADxY/jxQmyK-PEMk/s1600/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtTu1TnBI/AAAAAAAADxY/jxQmyK-PEMk/s320/23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464393908640521234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;* look at him. aww, like small kid *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuHcKRbqI/AAAAAAAADyo/lzghldUNCk8/s1600/19379_217135696148_695281148_3208397_6689508_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuHcKRbqI/AAAAAAAADyo/lzghldUNCk8/s320/19379_217135696148_695281148_3208397_6689508_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464394796981382818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But he cant drink much. lol. Hey, it's a good thing okay!&lt;br /&gt;So you won't get addicted to alcoholic! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtFgWXvzI/AAAAAAAADxA/3RInpR6DjZw/s1600/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtFgWXvzI/AAAAAAAADxA/3RInpR6DjZw/s320/20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464393664234503986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Li Hoe&lt;/span&gt;! Weeee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another best man =)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9WDoMXD7UI/AAAAAAAAD04/Z90w5Ed--8g/s1600/27243_383469547327_645702327_3660752_3823229_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9WDoMXD7UI/AAAAAAAAD04/Z90w5Ed--8g/s320/27243_383469547327_645702327_3660752_3823229_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464418449419922754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dun make him mad, or else, it's damn scary &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen once, i wouldn't want to see the second time. lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtTECmEQI/AAAAAAAADxI/M8JOltW9EMc/s1600/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtTECmEQI/AAAAAAAADxI/M8JOltW9EMc/s320/21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464393897153532162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were from the same primary as well. Hmmm.. I dunno. I guess i'll missed his laughter because sometimes it makes me laugh along with him as well =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this, is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yong Wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtTZlsajI/AAAAAAAADxQ/mPXiEZS9L_4/s1600/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtTZlsajI/AAAAAAAADxQ/mPXiEZS9L_4/s320/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464393902937893426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I still remembered the time when i first hit MOS, he was the one who was leading me most of the time. Sorry Yong Wei! For the trouble. But i really did enjoyed myself that night =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excepted after that, i felt guilty for troubling you guys &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm seriously &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; drunk. I'm just.. spinning? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VvEJR0ePI/AAAAAAAADzw/-PrLA4Xb-jg/s1600/27243_383471852327_645702327_3661002_6229569_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VvEJR0ePI/AAAAAAAADzw/-PrLA4Xb-jg/s320/27243_383471852327_645702327_3661002_6229569_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464395839884785906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Siew Chee!&lt;/span&gt; This was like the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; picture that i've took with her =(&lt;br /&gt;Sad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say about you? You're a strong girl! =D&lt;br /&gt;Remember the time when we drove back from Tanjung Sepat? During the trip, you, Lik Sin and I, we had our small chats ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I'm really amazed that we can actually talk something that is so daRn fun! I kinda miss it tho =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtT3i6oEI/AAAAAAAADxg/BAdO2btTAfQ/s1600/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtT3i6oEI/AAAAAAAADxg/BAdO2btTAfQ/s320/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464393910979305538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;WAI KEI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken when we were in sem 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then she become this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuG3kvs8I/AAAAAAAADyg/kHBtF4mOSUA/s1600/17174_235501450193_653065193_3655934_7252247_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuG3kvs8I/AAAAAAAADyg/kHBtF4mOSUA/s320/17174_235501450193_653065193_3655934_7252247_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464394787160306626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AND THEN THIS!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuTYLXteI/AAAAAAAADzQ/Ua5sjm9yRac/s1600/25093_371771179148_645449148_3716979_6916955_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuTYLXteI/AAAAAAAADzQ/Ua5sjm9yRac/s320/25093_371771179148_645449148_3716979_6916955_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464395002070676962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big transformation! lol.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty liao woh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another girl who you dont want to mess with ;)&lt;br /&gt;Salute her man! She have brains but she keep staying that she's not smart -.- wth?&lt;br /&gt;Ish Ish Ish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside her, is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jacqueline!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VvE9dJjvI/AAAAAAAAD0A/YMHotJR4zwo/s1600/DSC02485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VvE9dJjvI/AAAAAAAAD0A/YMHotJR4zwo/s320/DSC02485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464395853890948850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another hot babe, yeah? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt really know her well. But if you want to know her more, find &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Wai Kei&lt;/span&gt;! HAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtUXRsOSI/AAAAAAAADxo/RIesJusR15g/s1600/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtUXRsOSI/AAAAAAAADxo/RIesJusR15g/s320/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464393919496993058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saw this soh po here? yeap. That's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tay Yuh Chiaen&lt;/span&gt;, aka&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; PIggy&lt;/span&gt;! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been awhile since we've separated. But memories were meant to be kept. So keep on rocking baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9Vvf_wfYhI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/8PTw0XwLAfk/s1600/DSC08102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9Vvf_wfYhI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/8PTw0XwLAfk/s320/DSC08102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464396318365409810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And as for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Nuga&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VthnuxtuI/AAAAAAAADx4/QR5RWPkGJSs/s1600/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VthnuxtuI/AAAAAAAADx4/QR5RWPkGJSs/s320/27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464394147252254434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Things do happened along the way. But who cares. That was the past! I enjoyed myself during those time, alot! =) Just wanna say Thank &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9Vth-gilRI/AAAAAAAADyA/8K3V2s3PQaM/s1600/28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9Vth-gilRI/AAAAAAAADyA/8K3V2s3PQaM/s320/28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464394153366557970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Danny boy&lt;/span&gt; with his citroen issue -.-&lt;br /&gt;I missed your driving =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtiId8xeI/AAAAAAAADyI/1v00v48ZmvU/s1600/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtiId8xeI/AAAAAAAADyI/1v00v48ZmvU/s320/29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464394156040046050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You and i know what happened ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtigMDvII/AAAAAAAADyQ/ja4IUAWLH2A/s1600/4690_1144667504738_1469023318_354258_3079013_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VtigMDvII/AAAAAAAADyQ/ja4IUAWLH2A/s320/4690_1144667504738_1469023318_354258_3079013_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464394162407455874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Khai Vern&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered during sem1, when i first saw you, you pretty much reminded me about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MYSELF&lt;/span&gt;. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i used to be like when i was back in form2 and form3. Although i'm not that close to you but.. well, knowing you is way much more better than anything ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuIWQJTgI/AAAAAAAADy4/SQRDkQukE4k/s1600/24043_1423148026577_1469023318_1102494_7603381_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuIWQJTgI/AAAAAAAADy4/SQRDkQukE4k/s320/24043_1423148026577_1469023318_1102494_7603381_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464394812575272450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yun Pyng&lt;/span&gt;, the most chubby girl i've ever met. lol. Not to mention, she's damn sweet too =) Like a baby. So cute la. I like the way when she talks. Seriously, it's so cute -.- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;* Okay, dun remind me about i'm les again *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VvDt8DtbI/AAAAAAAADzo/x5m2TAqXIaY/s1600/27243_383467157327_645702327_3660583_2705523_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VvDt8DtbI/AAAAAAAADzo/x5m2TAqXIaY/s320/27243_383467157327_645702327_3660583_2705523_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464395832545752498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;WAN HUI&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's also another damn cute one laa! She just joined our group recently. Still trying to get to know her =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuUNW3ZHI/AAAAAAAADzg/TwSzZHWC39U/s1600/27243_383467132327_645702327_3660578_6300884_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VuUNW3ZHI/AAAAAAAADzg/TwSzZHWC39U/s320/27243_383467132327_645702327_3660578_6300884_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464395016345969778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. This is freaking long. I'ma stop here.&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest whom i've left out, sorry i didnt write about you guys but i'll still remembered each and everyone of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like April, Nikki, Emira, Angela, Seng Chye, Adam, Sasi! Gosh! So many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever Happens, Until we meet again! ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-5344214262068576219?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/5344214262068576219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=5344214262068576219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/5344214262068576219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/5344214262068576219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-we-ever-meet-again.html' title='If we ever meet again...'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S9VpKqjbJGI/AAAAAAAADu4/JjB8biNSzBg/s72-c/3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-7011172730296721385</id><published>2010-04-15T13:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T13:51:39.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S8apLbQfqYI/AAAAAAAADug/7--37pEHUhQ/s1600/24322_384780437707_91064382707_3766606_7519249_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S8apLbQfqYI/AAAAAAAADug/7--37pEHUhQ/s320/24322_384780437707_91064382707_3766606_7519249_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460237611993901442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;When you feel like giving up, why not try to hang on a little longer?&lt;br /&gt;There is always a possibility you can achieved more then what u think!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="profile_status"&gt;Quoted by Ern Chean&lt;/span&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/6875094241890825548-7011172730296721385?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/7011172730296721385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=7011172730296721385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/7011172730296721385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/7011172730296721385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-you-feel-like-giving-up-why-not.html' title=''/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S8apLbQfqYI/AAAAAAAADug/7--37pEHUhQ/s72-c/24322_384780437707_91064382707_3766606_7519249_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-8303533285606047170</id><published>2010-04-13T13:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T13:28:35.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another thought which haunt me down to earth..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S8QAQr1Lv5I/AAAAAAAADuY/2-P3rGqX2_w/s1600/tumblr_kvo8i3pfYR1qau8tto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S8QAQr1Lv5I/AAAAAAAADuY/2-P3rGqX2_w/s320/tumblr_kvo8i3pfYR1qau8tto1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459488934923583378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess many people are trying to put a smiling face huh? But inside, they're breaking apart? Humans.. complicated. But to make the whole situation looks better, they rather put on a mask and tells the world that "I'm okay" =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder am i even worth to live and exist in this world? Because i was never once smart neither am i good at anything. I'm starting to doubt myself... What am i good at? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are my strengths? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What am i weak at? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I can list a whole long list for you if you want me to&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've look through from all angles, there was nothing that i have talent on. Piano? No, because I've put a stop to it ever since starting of this year. Unless i'm seriously not in the mood, probably i'll play a few pieces which it only goes with my mood. Parents are getting real disappointed with me for stopping the lessons but.. nevermind. Studies? Not really. I have no common sense. If it wasn't for Ken, I would have to retake my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. i'll stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-8303533285606047170?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/8303533285606047170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=8303533285606047170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/8303533285606047170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/8303533285606047170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-another-thought-which-haunt-me.html' title='Just another thought which haunt me down to earth..'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S8QAQr1Lv5I/AAAAAAAADuY/2-P3rGqX2_w/s72-c/tumblr_kvo8i3pfYR1qau8tto1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-1459585316041159846</id><published>2010-04-10T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:56:30.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fault!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S8CRZlZZpQI/AAAAAAAADuQ/jmJ2m2XgsLE/s1600/3726102573_c87354e03e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S8CRZlZZpQI/AAAAAAAADuQ/jmJ2m2XgsLE/s320/3726102573_c87354e03e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458522617094448386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I hate myself so badly for hurting people especially when you realized they are keeping things to themselves makes me hate myself even more. When will i learn to talk, act, speak, and behave like a grown up?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because this is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ALL MY FAULT&lt;/span&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/6875094241890825548-1459585316041159846?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/1459585316041159846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=1459585316041159846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1459585316041159846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1459585316041159846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-fault.html' title='My Fault!!!'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S8CRZlZZpQI/AAAAAAAADuQ/jmJ2m2XgsLE/s72-c/3726102573_c87354e03e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-3300570838625641478</id><published>2010-04-09T13:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:57:08.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be thankful</title><content type='html'>Hey you wonderful people! =D&lt;br /&gt;I shall start of this post with a story =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;..A story between a couple..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. he was always there for her. She told her boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"If I could only see the world, I will marry you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages was taken off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked her, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn't expected any of that. The thought of looking at them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S76-CMbIbEI/AAAAAAAADuA/GCGEUlKR1Lg/s1600/3294634648_944a3057e4_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S76-CMbIbEI/AAAAAAAADuA/GCGEUlKR1Lg/s320/3294634648_944a3057e4_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458008743323659330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her boyfriend left in tears and days later he wrote a note to her saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; "Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============*=============*==================*==================*====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the human brain often works when our status changes.Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Life Is a Gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S76-xPEmUZI/AAAAAAAADuI/bXIo9ivoa24/s1600/3843562037_166dc378ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S76-xPEmUZI/AAAAAAAADuI/bXIo9ivoa24/s320/3843562037_166dc378ce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458009551488307602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today....&lt;br /&gt;Before you say an unkind word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;:: Think of someone who can't speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before....&lt;br /&gt;you complain about the taste of your food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;:: Think of someone who has nothing to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;:: Think of someone who went too early to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before whining about the distance you drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;:: Think of someone who walks the&lt;br /&gt; same distance with their feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you are tired and complain about your job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;:: Think of the unemployed, the disabled,&lt;br /&gt;and those who wish they had your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when depressing thoughts seem to pull you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;:: Put a smile on your face and think:&lt;br /&gt;you're still alive and still breathing.&lt;br /&gt;BEcause you're far more blessed&lt;br /&gt;than those who were died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Life is wonderful when you know how you live your life &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Without&lt;/span&gt; regrets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers people!&lt;br /&gt;Have a great days ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;br /&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/6875094241890825548-3300570838625641478?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/3300570838625641478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=3300570838625641478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/3300570838625641478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/3300570838625641478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/04/be-thankful.html' title='Be thankful'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S76-CMbIbEI/AAAAAAAADuA/GCGEUlKR1Lg/s72-c/3294634648_944a3057e4_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-5001996347860778653</id><published>2010-04-07T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:10:05.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever Happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S7wSvcZL07I/AAAAAAAADt4/dD--LpaBRTk/s1600/4065563702_101fec0599_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S7wSvcZL07I/AAAAAAAADt4/dD--LpaBRTk/s320/4065563702_101fec0599_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457257454751175602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seriously &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;NO IDEA&lt;/span&gt; why whenever i lied down on my bed, thoughts came popping out from nowhere. No! It's not a good thing! Because this will only caused me to ended up making myself even harder to fall asleep. Screw those thoughts -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially those feelings...&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.. I'm sorry for being so over reacted but somehow i dun understand why these feelings were so strong. Weird enough. But they are only meant to be feel, not to fulfill because it'll never happen. I'll only sit and watch, while waiting for it to fade away. Keeping my heart close to myself and only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MYSELF&lt;/span&gt; so that it will not fall into the wrong hand. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*that is why i hate feelings because they will only make a fun out of you*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Whatever happens, it will pass anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-5001996347860778653?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/5001996347860778653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=5001996347860778653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/5001996347860778653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/5001996347860778653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/04/whatever-happens.html' title='Whatever Happens'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S7wSvcZL07I/AAAAAAAADt4/dD--LpaBRTk/s72-c/4065563702_101fec0599_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-2069496935977850573</id><published>2010-04-04T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T21:25:08.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S7iSXPszZ3I/AAAAAAAADtw/booPMat_ako/s1600/4427573232_3a4c256bbf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S7iSXPszZ3I/AAAAAAAADtw/booPMat_ako/s320/4427573232_3a4c256bbf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456271876608452466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally getting to spend some time within these few days with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; in such hours,these were the things that i wished to do most before when we were far apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened had made me realized that i couldn't &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NOT HAVE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my life. Because when you're around, i felt protected even though you still bullied me so often, but that is because you care  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S7iSWlJe9FI/AAAAAAAADto/VJaiu9c5UzM/s1600/photography-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S7iSWlJe9FI/AAAAAAAADto/VJaiu9c5UzM/s320/photography-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456271865186022482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am honor to be in one of your "favorite" list and lets just hope that this friendship will last til we get married or even whoever goes in to the coffin first. I just hope that we, this friendship will always be there for each other. Our weddings or even our funerals. We will still be there to give each other our blessings =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;PS :: You know I love you ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;*And you should understand that i dun use this word on people unless i really mean it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Lets Rock this friendship!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;With ♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;GraceKoh&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/6875094241890825548-2069496935977850573?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/2069496935977850573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=2069496935977850573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/2069496935977850573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/2069496935977850573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S7iSXPszZ3I/AAAAAAAADtw/booPMat_ako/s72-c/4427573232_3a4c256bbf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-4271387835229632891</id><published>2010-03-17T21:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:04:04.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥恩典之路♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S6DgzMG1PPI/AAAAAAAADtg/oqEQoSTIFj0/s1600-h/22740_1341001132647_1459763809_925343_7566468_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S6DgzMG1PPI/AAAAAAAADtg/oqEQoSTIFj0/s320/22740_1341001132647_1459763809_925343_7566468_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449602719146130674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;祢是我的主 &lt;br /&gt;引我走正義路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;高山或低谷&lt;br /&gt;都是祢在保護.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;萬人中唯獨&lt;br /&gt;祢愛我認識我.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;永遠不變的應許&lt;br /&gt;這一生都是&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;祝福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一步又一步,&lt;br /&gt;這是恩典之路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;祢愛, 祢手,&lt;br /&gt;將我緊緊抓住&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一步又一步,&lt;br /&gt;這是盼望之路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;祢愛, 祢手,&lt;br /&gt;牽引我走這人生路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S6DXBYh92pI/AAAAAAAADtI/30jnBkitABY/s1600-h/492438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S6DXBYh92pI/AAAAAAAADtI/30jnBkitABY/s320/492438.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449591967883057810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You are my guide, the shepherd of my life&lt;br /&gt;Through the hills and valleys&lt;br /&gt;You’re always by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling me by name, You’ve chosen me with love&lt;br /&gt;Blessing me abundantly&lt;br /&gt;Your promise will never change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step we take, You lead us with Your grace&lt;br /&gt;Your love, Your hand&lt;br /&gt;Will hold us close to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step we take, You lead us with Your grace&lt;br /&gt;Your love, Your hand&lt;br /&gt;Will guide us through the path of grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==============*==============*==============*===============*========&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S6DgWpiBjnI/AAAAAAAADtQ/YDQatCttKO8/s1600-h/jackoisfato21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S6DgWpiBjnI/AAAAAAAADtQ/YDQatCttKO8/s320/jackoisfato21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449602228828606066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在生命中，往往我们都想把我们手上的苦难与重担放下。&lt;br /&gt;甚至有时连生命都不想要了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是，&lt;br /&gt;耶稣说 ：： &lt;span class="chinese"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;凡 劳 苦 担 重 担 的 人 可 以 到 我 这 里 来 ， 我 就 使 你 们 得 安 息 &lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;夜里多次一个人望着月亮，&lt;br /&gt;那种寒冷又失露的感觉，&lt;br /&gt;在夜里特别清晰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;上帝的声音在夜里安静得听不着。&lt;br /&gt;只有诗歌在脑海里兜圈圈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生就是这样，与神的关系不好，就走失了道路。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;像羊群走失在某某的山脚上里，&lt;br /&gt;等待牧羊人的到来，&lt;br /&gt;把他们带离这又恐怖又虚空的地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;人生还有许许多多的功课还等着我们去学习。&lt;br /&gt;一步又一步, 這一生都是&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;祝福&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With ♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;GraceKoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S6DgXI3tIVI/AAAAAAAADtY/TpS9FfwaU_o/s1600-h/DSCF2810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S6DgXI3tIVI/AAAAAAAADtY/TpS9FfwaU_o/s320/DSCF2810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449602237241041234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-4271387835229632891?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/4271387835229632891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=4271387835229632891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4271387835229632891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4271387835229632891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='♥恩典之路♥'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S6DgzMG1PPI/AAAAAAAADtg/oqEQoSTIFj0/s72-c/22740_1341001132647_1459763809_925343_7566468_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-1060131706258382457</id><published>2010-03-07T19:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:09:49.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way back into LOVE</title><content type='html'>After years of running away and heartaches that were only shown during those nights, she has come to a point to take a U-turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S5ORrXLhCUI/AAAAAAAADsw/KORWuB27BCU/s1600-h/yayayayasdbukdjgs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S5ORrXLhCUI/AAAAAAAADsw/KORWuB27BCU/s320/yayayayasdbukdjgs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445856548563781954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Instead of finding the right person, why don't we start off by being the right person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're old enough to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; what is best for us and all of us should take&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; full responsible&lt;/span&gt; on what is coming and what is going. If there's a happy opening, there would be an ending too. Whether it's happy ones or sad ones, it will pass you by and it becomes a memory and a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;blessing&lt;/span&gt;. Something which you can learn from and grow from. Come to think of it, I'm quite happy and proud with myself for fulfilling my promise on "being a single". And I have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; regretted on being single after all these while =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reminded by Him, once again, that i'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt; but just a sinner who's not even worth &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;His grace&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;mercy&lt;/span&gt;. But amazingly, he had chosen me to be in His church and to be part of His people to share His glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S5ORrnHYfhI/AAAAAAAADs4/zWd4woPcPNo/s1600-h/beyondthis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S5ORrnHYfhI/AAAAAAAADs4/zWd4woPcPNo/s320/beyondthis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445856552841412114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never regret on making that first wish on my birthday =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came true after the day when my birthday ended 10minutes ago. I was told that i was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;selfish&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;arrogant&lt;/span&gt;. I looked at myself, and i know i was that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;selfish and arrogant person&lt;/span&gt; for quite awhile. And i'm slipping away slowly, i've knew it all along. It even came to a stage where &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hatred&lt;/span&gt; got in my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick and tired of seeing those peoples and that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;How can people that i once loved so dear became people that i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;How can a place which i love to run to and cry my heart out became the place where i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never realized my mistakes til when you said that sentence that caught me off guard, you said::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"I have one word for you. Disappointed. I am so so sooo disappointed with you. After all these years that i've helped you through, this? How old are you now? and etc.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, i see nothing but only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MYSELF&lt;/span&gt;, you were right.&lt;br /&gt;I was arrogant and i'm shameless.&lt;br /&gt;I brag about everything that i thought was right and fun.&lt;br /&gt;I was that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BAD&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S5ORrGYmXbI/AAAAAAAADso/GUyne2p3SeQ/s1600-h/17822_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S5ORrGYmXbI/AAAAAAAADso/GUyne2p3SeQ/s320/17822_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445856544055254450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guard me back to Your embrace so that i'll find comfort in you and learn your ways, LORD. And this is what You told me through your words ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Never let go of loyalty and faithfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Tie them around your neck and write them on your heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just hope that i'll stay on like this for as long as possible, or even possible, I'll stay this way &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;FOREVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I would not know when is the next fall but this was the first fall that i've experience and trust me, this feelings, this hatred, wasn't the best feelings in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-1060131706258382457?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/1060131706258382457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=1060131706258382457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1060131706258382457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1060131706258382457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-years-of-running-away-and.html' title='Way back into LOVE'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S5ORrXLhCUI/AAAAAAAADsw/KORWuB27BCU/s72-c/yayayayasdbukdjgs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-5285933943881152696</id><published>2010-03-02T00:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T01:13:15.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A shoutout to all you wonderful people through just one post ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4vvr79RvxI/AAAAAAAADrU/AEkCUGGGidw/s1600-h/abcccccccccccccccc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4vvr79RvxI/AAAAAAAADrU/AEkCUGGGidw/s320/abcccccccccccccccc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443708112715497234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, it was passed 12morning and i'm sitting in front of this desktop with my brain, not fully activating. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I would like to say that i had a blast on my birthday this year. Couldn't have all this happening events without you guys =) &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;*you know who you all really are*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm really really grateful to you guys especially &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Isaac&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; my college mates&lt;/span&gt; and also the two crazy girl, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;eleena and candy&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and not forgetting&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; Tam Chee Yoong&lt;/span&gt; as well =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not mentioning that i'm getting&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; older&lt;/span&gt;, doh. And all these people tend to celebrate my birthday early. That shows i'm even older. Blowing off the candles which are earlier than the original day? But.. ahhh.. who cares =)&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And it was my first time eating and having so many cakes on different days. I think I'm gonna get fat soon =/&lt;br /&gt;But all of you are just so sweet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, i haven been celebrating my birthday for like.. ever since standard6? Standard 5 was my last. I'm just not getting used to celebrating and people wishing me after such a long period of time =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;A few words for certain people....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Dear Isaac&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't expecting that you would actually invited me to join your group of friends for your open house because.. well, just wasn't expecting that laa. lol. But celebrating with another girl, which my bd was like.. 5days later?&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; *I dun rmb*&lt;/span&gt; =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4vu1Ddi2zI/AAAAAAAADq0/S5gfBMJIySQ/s1600-h/27060_318637020919_738740919_3620177_6602899_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4vu1Ddi2zI/AAAAAAAADq0/S5gfBMJIySQ/s320/27060_318637020919_738740919_3620177_6602899_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443707169837079346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sooooo shy&lt;/span&gt;, i admit!&lt;br /&gt;But it was very very &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; nice of you to remember my bd ;)&lt;br /&gt;But i didnt make a wish on that cake. hahahhaha. Because it all happened too fast til i dun even have the time to think what should i really wish for =/ and you have to understand it was my first time wishing on a birthday cake. No experienced. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was just freaking shy! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, thanks alot =) &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foods are wonderful, so is everyone there =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4vu02duPBI/AAAAAAAADqs/meDGkQsmKZw/s1600-h/24714_1186576238271_1644262698_418661_6196748_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4vu02duPBI/AAAAAAAADqs/meDGkQsmKZw/s320/24714_1186576238271_1644262698_418661_6196748_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443707166348164114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;As for my college mates, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys are like the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOM&lt;/span&gt;! lol. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Tai&lt;/span&gt;, you owe me by lying to me -.-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; *Doubt that you'll see this anyway*&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing was simple =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4vyXc5Ur1I/AAAAAAAADrc/VsTVlRNw-Es/s1600-h/24714_1186576118268_1644262698_418658_3741071_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4vyXc5Ur1I/AAAAAAAADrc/VsTVlRNw-Es/s320/24714_1186576118268_1644262698_418658_3741071_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443711059314913106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank y'all for taking out your precious time to spend the night over at John's. At least i've finally know how "in between" works =)&lt;br /&gt;Looks fun but no gamble for me, thank you. lol.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't expecting any of that coming and you guys blew me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4vyXkJLPoI/AAAAAAAADrk/zO2RJiNDkqY/s1600-h/24714_1186576158269_1644262698_418659_1476091_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4vyXkJLPoI/AAAAAAAADrk/zO2RJiNDkqY/s320/24714_1186576158269_1644262698_418659_1476091_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443711061260451458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;As for Candy and Eleena&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4vu2eeyUXI/AAAAAAAADrM/Unzs7INkpgM/s1600-h/26022010178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4vu2eeyUXI/AAAAAAAADrM/Unzs7INkpgM/s320/26022010178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443707194269913458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys are &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still crazy as usual. I cant believe i actually missed out all those fun times that we can actually share when we're stil back in secondary! Oh my God? And "thank you", eleena -.- For reminding what i looked like when i was back then because i kinda lost 30% of my memories back in secondary. lol. But the form3 part and crying part. Gosh, come to think of it, I'm really that a cry baby huh? LOL! I seriously didnt realized til you mention about it. But we had fun hanging out and just chill =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4vy0FqdJkI/AAAAAAAADr0/Np8Bv-H2dts/s1600-h/26022010157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4vy0FqdJkI/AAAAAAAADr0/Np8Bv-H2dts/s320/26022010157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443711551294744130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Candy for leading the way to Sepang.&lt;br /&gt;The beach was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go again laaa &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;And as for the rest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt that you guys wil be seeing this, but for those who wished me, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;no matter what day&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;where&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;through facebook&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;through phone calls&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; through sms&lt;/span&gt; or etc, I would like to say a hundred &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"thank you" &lt;/span&gt;because.. well.. Com'on! It's my first time celebrating this grand after primary? Of course i appreciate laaa. And if i was quiet or anti-social, don't blame me &gt;&lt; because......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The truth is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm SHY!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v0wfEXtHI/AAAAAAAADr8/LJIpJo6QN3g/s1600-h/18368_260210783137_716803137_3366007_5919249_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v0wfEXtHI/AAAAAAAADr8/LJIpJo6QN3g/s320/18368_260210783137_716803137_3366007_5919249_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443713688418104434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly appreciate every single thing that you people had did for me. God bless you all  ;)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care people&lt;br /&gt;And great days ahead =)   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;br /&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/6875094241890825548-5285933943881152696?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/5285933943881152696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=5285933943881152696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/5285933943881152696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/5285933943881152696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/03/shoutout-to-all-you-wonderful-people.html' title='A shoutout to all you wonderful people through just one post ;)'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4vvr79RvxI/AAAAAAAADrU/AEkCUGGGidw/s72-c/abcccccccccccccccc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-8439672145194872307</id><published>2010-02-16T23:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T23:16:38.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year or NO Chinese New Year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Yay! My skin is finally back to normal!!! =D *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Guess that this year's CNY result wasn't that pleasant after all.Been having a lot in mind to think about and most of all the weather's driving me crazy.But at least I've known that i have more cousins are having &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;MORE&lt;/span&gt; kids popping out from nowhere. I dont even freaking know that those kids exist til this chinese new year -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S3q1h2vqM2I/AAAAAAAADqk/lloOFfRk6HI/s1600-h/22740_1340836368528_1459763809_924876_6773409_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S3q1h2vqM2I/AAAAAAAADqk/lloOFfRk6HI/s320/22740_1340836368528_1459763809_924876_6773409_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438859093239018338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, i would rather stay in NS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; i ever had the chance to celebrate my CNY there. Wait.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Celebrate&lt;/span&gt; wouldn't be the exact word, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;PASS&lt;/span&gt; would sound more accurate for it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They come and go, like most things in life.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, there are times when one comes and lives forever in your heart ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to you people.&lt;br /&gt;And Happy Chinese New Year 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-8439672145194872307?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/8439672145194872307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=8439672145194872307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/8439672145194872307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/8439672145194872307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/02/chinese-new-year-or-no-chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year or NO Chinese New Year?'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S3q1h2vqM2I/AAAAAAAADqk/lloOFfRk6HI/s72-c/22740_1340836368528_1459763809_924876_6773409_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-2301271211811527733</id><published>2010-02-04T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T20:35:12.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Feet!</title><content type='html'>I'm bored!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;That's one thing that made me decide to update a very short post =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title said it all.&lt;br /&gt;As those who knows me well -.-&lt;br /&gt;I know my foot is small and now, i have finally decide to accept the fact tat it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;IS SMALL&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;And eventually post about it -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, it's kinda cute though =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During statistic tutorial, Louis and I kinda got a bored out at the back sit. I don't really know how it all happened but we start wearing each others flip flops =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S2q9bEks1dI/AAAAAAAADqU/OUEtVhrsPlg/s1600-h/DSC00678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S2q9bEks1dI/AAAAAAAADqU/OUEtVhrsPlg/s320/DSC00678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434364173157717458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to both of our surprise, my foot was actually smaller than we ever thought of. We had a great laugh there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S2q9b6FkWmI/AAAAAAAADqc/CR5mK05B9PM/s1600-h/DSC00679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S2q9b6FkWmI/AAAAAAAADqc/CR5mK05B9PM/s320/DSC00679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434364187522652770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie =)&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;Signing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-2301271211811527733?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/2301271211811527733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=2301271211811527733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/2301271211811527733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/2301271211811527733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-feet.html' title='Little Feet!'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S2q9bEks1dI/AAAAAAAADqU/OUEtVhrsPlg/s72-c/DSC00678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-8442969952683102573</id><published>2010-02-02T10:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:53:04.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>Ever notice that your words might caused someone on fire or even hurt their feelings without your realization?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S2eTRD_kSNI/AAAAAAAADqM/YcEBYAfoL_4/s1600-h/l_3e26c0f940c94bafaea052403e09d0-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S2eTRD_kSNI/AAAAAAAADqM/YcEBYAfoL_4/s320/l_3e26c0f940c94bafaea052403e09d0-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433473396784777426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i would have a chance, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; he/she knows that this is post is dedicated for him/her, I would ask for a hundred forgiveness from her if i ever hurt that particular person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-8442969952683102573?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/8442969952683102573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=8442969952683102573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/8442969952683102573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/8442969952683102573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/02/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S2eTRD_kSNI/AAAAAAAADqM/YcEBYAfoL_4/s72-c/l_3e26c0f940c94bafaea052403e09d0-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-9088357793208645598</id><published>2010-01-09T15:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T16:02:59.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since i'm bored then i shall make a post out of boredom now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0gy7h5f1qI/AAAAAAAADpE/lcOobqKVGGs/s1600-h/untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0gy7h5f1qI/AAAAAAAADpE/lcOobqKVGGs/s320/untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424641749460965026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's gonna be a sensitive issue if you're not used to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;religion&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But you can leave because i'm not forcing you to read this =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was doing my devotion earlier, I've been reminded by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; once more that none of us deserves to come before Our Lord Father in confidence. We are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;weak&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;frail&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;sinful&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; often broken&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little in our lives suggests that we might be worthy of an audience with God. And yet, God patiently listens to the mumbles of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;our unclean lips&lt;/span&gt; and becomes active in our prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0gzCdBrmgI/AAAAAAAADpk/ek3o-Hf1bpw/s1600-h/2334834-3-loneliness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0gzCdBrmgI/AAAAAAAADpk/ek3o-Hf1bpw/s320/2334834-3-loneliness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424641868412197378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, the Holy spirit helps us by cleaning up what we say, sorting it out, and presenting it before the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Father&lt;/span&gt;. He never throws up His hands in frustration over our failures. He never has "had enough" of our inability to make our lives conform to what he calls us to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Him because He not only listens to us and hears us, but he also knows best on &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;HOW&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;WHEN&lt;/span&gt; to answer our prayers. This doesn't means that He will always give us what we ask. If that were the case, he would be less than we'd expect Him to be. Instead, as we pray, the Spirit intercedes, and the Father grants us what we need, based on His knowledge of the entire scope of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0gzZvcVIQI/AAAAAAAADps/s9aOv6AxLhg/s1600-h/z72317106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0gzZvcVIQI/AAAAAAAADps/s9aOv6AxLhg/s320/z72317106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424642268492800258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best thing is that, those who &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;trust in Him&lt;/span&gt;, we were part of His Kingdom and His beloved &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sons and Daughters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==============*================*================*===============*====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at those years, come to think of it, i have never actually blame on things that comes around in my life, excluded &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;my parents&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, that was one i need to ask for forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i'm just so weak because i always complain about them.&lt;br /&gt;But as time flies, when i'm more stable in handling stuff and having my own view, I found that they were right all these while. They're just afraid that their child might fall, especially when having a child like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;, no doubt that they'll be more nervous to make any promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0g00cIcLMI/AAAAAAAADp8/cSFrOQCMr04/s1600-h/1_769866114l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0g00cIcLMI/AAAAAAAADp8/cSFrOQCMr04/s320/1_769866114l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424643826677198018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0g001MzP0I/AAAAAAAADqE/MYs_-2X6Cig/s1600-h/DSC_0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0g001MzP0I/AAAAAAAADqE/MYs_-2X6Cig/s320/DSC_0105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424643833406373698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that i'm one stubborn and childish kid back then, or even now still. lol =p&lt;br /&gt;But hey, at least i've improved =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(in some ways)&lt;/span&gt;     xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0g00CjNs8I/AAAAAAAADp0/EtDCeM96dP0/s1600-h/15467_208317158740_601913740_3112350_3109876_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0g00CjNs8I/AAAAAAAADp0/EtDCeM96dP0/s320/15467_208317158740_601913740_3112350_3109876_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424643819810173890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a story to share with you readers..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a man, not until he almost lost his wife, he finally learned to thank God for her. This couple had been married for many years. One evening, she suddenly collapsed from a massive heart attack. There was no pulse when the paramedics arrived. At the hospital, where she had revived somewhat, he was told that only an experimental drug might save her. Many prayed for her and the drug worked. He got his wife back and&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; this is what he said ::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Although i had always loved and appreciated my wife, yet i seldom made it a point to thank the Lord for her. Isn't it sad commentary that when i'm so near to lose her only i started to prompt thanksgiving. I've give thanks for so many things, except for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt;. The last time i actually give thanks for her is when we got married."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0gy85w6d8I/AAAAAAAADpc/A5oB3P_4yJI/s1600-h/09030616512992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0gy85w6d8I/AAAAAAAADpc/A5oB3P_4yJI/s320/09030616512992.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424641773047281602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it takes frightening storms in our lives to help us see how God blessed us.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes those who have the most reason to give thanks are &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;the least thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more we are thankful, the more we discover to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;Realizing one blessing in your life will lead to the discovery of many others =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;.......Dear Readers.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the people in your life and the great blessing they are.&lt;br /&gt;Think of the many ways God has spared you from pain, difficulty, and even death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, sometimes when people left us, we teared. Especially those whom you've bounded with. But that's when you should try to get up and stand strong on your feet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0gy8IsZvSI/AAAAAAAADpM/dPzSI471VTg/s1600-h/tear1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 47px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0gy8IsZvSI/AAAAAAAADpM/dPzSI471VTg/s320/tear1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424641759875022114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy say than done, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;But remember one thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Everything happen for a reason and when time passed, it might be a blessing to you and others as well &lt;/span&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets give thanks together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead people..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-9088357793208645598?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/9088357793208645598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=9088357793208645598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/9088357793208645598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/9088357793208645598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/01/since-im-bored-then-i-shall-make-post.html' title=''/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0gy7h5f1qI/AAAAAAAADpE/lcOobqKVGGs/s72-c/untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-4983016120784771275</id><published>2010-01-04T21:23:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:34:23.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Combination brief sharing and confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0H1AnDF7eI/AAAAAAAADo8/AT9GtFhnRjU/s1600-h/life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422884817161547234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0H1AnDF7eI/AAAAAAAADo8/AT9GtFhnRjU/s320/life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea how am i feeling now =/&lt;br /&gt;No idea how am i feeling towards this year, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;It felt like i'm still living that's all i can tell.&lt;br /&gt;But i knew that i'm one pain in the ass &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, simple things i cant even get it right. That's such a shitty thing. Then later that have to go all out of control in front of others. What shit is that man? (Not you readers lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422876941793114962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0Ht2NA8O1I/AAAAAAAADn8/BS-6JzQBzQM/s320/z69981730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to say but i dunno where to start off from. Sometimes i just wanna get myself drunk and numb myself just for one day before i even get back into reality but drinking those liquor is not going to help much, doesn't it? Instead, taking fresh air and looking out to nature is way much more better than gulping down those liquor, right? By taking a walk during the night might help a lot, for that moment. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HtZNQlEuI/AAAAAAAADnc/5g4TusblqLg/s1600-h/6611_145622100151_521885151_3450235_49917_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422876443642499810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HtZNQlEuI/AAAAAAAADnc/5g4TusblqLg/s320/6611_145622100151_521885151_3450235_49917_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know who am i anymore. I felt.. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Kinda&lt;/span&gt;. I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; lost my feelings as well. It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;daRn&lt;/span&gt; irritating when you have no idea how are you feeling sometimes. Sometimes you don't even know why are you living for. I know my purpose for life but.. sometimes as time goes by, i often asked, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Am i even going to survive to get into heaven?"&lt;/span&gt; I'm starting to doubt. Little by little, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; slipping away from &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a pastor told me................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Life is full of Crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;But in Crisis, there's a chance.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chance to learn, success and walk with others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0Hvu2Sb8lI/AAAAAAAADoM/3LsPbE7t9Sc/s1600-h/keenelanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422879014456652370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0Hvu2Sb8lI/AAAAAAAADoM/3LsPbE7t9Sc/s320/keenelanda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Come to think of it, life isn't as easy as i thought. Often enough, we look back into the passed but not the future. Often we said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; to be like that"&lt;br /&gt;" I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; to this.............."&lt;br /&gt;" I &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; to that..........."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;USED&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the world ends tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Am i even going to be in Your “Book of Life"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HsJtQYBiI/AAAAAAAADms/B016cNOOeAw/s1600-h/Ornithophobia_III_by_larafairie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422875077842044450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HsJtQYBiI/AAAAAAAADms/B016cNOOeAw/s320/Ornithophobia_III_by_larafairie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, i really doubt.&lt;br /&gt;Please held me back to your embrace.&lt;br /&gt;I admit that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; afraid that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not one of your daughter who can share your kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of the heat of the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;HELL&lt;/span&gt; will burn me for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Lord, please held me back to your embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============*=============*================*==================*===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Who Am I - Casting Crowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204); TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;PS:: If you're reading this, dear reader, do try to listen to it through YouTube or wherever you wanted too. Because it meant alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HtZX3HuEI/AAAAAAAADnk/WFwsS-NPAUI/s1600-h/22376_227093292295_609677295_2931271_3425843_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422876446488508482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HtZX3HuEI/AAAAAAAADnk/WFwsS-NPAUI/s320/22376_227093292295_609677295_2931271_3425843_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth&lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name&lt;br /&gt;Would care to feel my hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star&lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way&lt;br /&gt;For my ever wandering heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin&lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love and watch me rise again&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea&lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain&lt;br /&gt;And calm the storm in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; because of who You are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0Hs3Ezx46I/AAAAAAAADnM/19YW3PniQuQ/s1600-h/marghe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422875857258668962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0Hs3Ezx46I/AAAAAAAADnM/19YW3PniQuQ/s320/marghe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Vapor in the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;And You've told me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours, I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I am Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============*==============*==============*================*=========&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so tiny.&lt;br /&gt;Even tiny than the sand.&lt;br /&gt;But still, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; love &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt; more than you love your angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;每一个失败是成功的机会&lt;br /&gt;Every failure is a chance of success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有怕的人才往后看&lt;br /&gt;Only those who are afraid will look backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每一个痛苦都是能力的从生，别人的祝福与品格的塑造&lt;br /&gt;Every pain that we been through in Our lifes gives us the ability to raise again, become other people's blessings and character shaping ourselves into a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;痛苦是过去了，可是它却留下美好的结局&lt;br /&gt;When the pain is gone, it left with a beautiful ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HvvJbuJuI/AAAAAAAADoU/-6SWF-ZTsyM/s1600-h/z126049293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422879019595867874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HvvJbuJuI/AAAAAAAADoU/-6SWF-ZTsyM/s320/z126049293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that i would become a better person because i'm already losing myself and i'm sorry to those who i've hurt through my words without my realization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially Jason Tam Chee Yoong and Lee Chin Gen. You guys were more than friends to me and i really love both of ya, same way goes to Soo Teng but not as much as both of ya. I'm not sure how long this friendship will last because it seems like everyone's going to break up soon. But what we all could do &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;, is treasure the time that is left for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HsKsMqZkI/AAAAAAAADnE/LMNNIfWr8UQ/s1600-h/DSC07204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422875094737905218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HsKsMqZkI/AAAAAAAADnE/LMNNIfWr8UQ/s320/DSC07204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my confession to the both of ya, I know i've done a lot of wrong and i'm one annoying brat which sometimes annoyed the hell out of you guys. You guys had been very patience towards me even though i'm such a monkey at times and i'm such an asshole -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loud and i'm rough but you guys still accept me&lt;br /&gt;I'm stupid and stubborn but you guys still accept me&lt;br /&gt;I'm sometimes inpolite&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;(well.. many all the time) &lt;/span&gt;but you guys still accept me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I'm sometimes &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;brainless&lt;/span&gt; but you guys still accept me&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HtaFdmmcI/AAAAAAAADn0/8BxZcz44s7c/s1600-h/16633_1285357092182_1177784689_30929236_7669361_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422876458729511362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HtaFdmmcI/AAAAAAAADn0/8BxZcz44s7c/s320/16633_1285357092182_1177784689_30929236_7669361_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;So many more but I couldn't name out. As long both of ya know what i'm trying to say and those times we've been together, what i've&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; said&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt; that hurt both of ya, i'm truly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0Hz0y8rRjI/AAAAAAAADok/cv1ViHP4Klk/s1600-h/P1010301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422883514685802034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0Hz0y8rRjI/AAAAAAAADok/cv1ViHP4Klk/s320/P1010301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0Hz1Uy8lKI/AAAAAAAADos/Vaj5QXH_dUs/s1600-h/P1010305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422883523771798690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0Hz1Uy8lKI/AAAAAAAADos/Vaj5QXH_dUs/s320/P1010305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0Hz0a-Yt3I/AAAAAAAADoc/ni4F0i4UXsY/s1600-h/22458_236670362327_645702327_3094586_7093330_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422883508250523506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0Hz0a-Yt3I/AAAAAAAADoc/ni4F0i4UXsY/s320/22458_236670362327_645702327_3094586_7093330_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0Hz14HNERI/AAAAAAAADo0/bzAZwGdrATs/s1600-h/P1010270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422883533252006162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0Hz14HNERI/AAAAAAAADo0/bzAZwGdrATs/s320/P1010270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys were like my small little family that i couldn't live without, including Soo Teng. I'm not sure what will come next after this whole foundation year comes to an end but we'll just look at how God's plan goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;As for Gen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HsJ6rey0I/AAAAAAAADm0/ffYRyaYMDrw/s1600-h/7022_138775588137_716803137_2649717_29493_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422875081445395266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HsJ6rey0I/AAAAAAAADm0/ffYRyaYMDrw/s320/7022_138775588137_716803137_2649717_29493_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;I'm not sure about Jason but i'll be here with you when mummy leave. I'll be your ears and everything. I would do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt; to keep you alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;(not the really-go-die meaning la -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pump you up, i guess. And i know i suck at it &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HsKUBtPfI/AAAAAAAADm8/qrwzZopX_68/s1600-h/12131_200230428137_716803137_3095596_405790_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422875088249503218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0HsKUBtPfI/AAAAAAAADm8/qrwzZopX_68/s320/12131_200230428137_716803137_3095596_405790_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;I know i've hurt you &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;TOO MANY&lt;/span&gt; times til you felt numb but you have to understand that sometimes, i really am &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;brainless&lt;/span&gt; so you&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt; should&lt;/span&gt; point out whenever if my words burns you. Don't be afraid to tell me =)&lt;br /&gt;After all, we're brother and sister right? ;)&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many more but.. i guess i'll stop here because blog is kinda public. So.. that's all for today =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;&lt;span title="危机" style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;&lt;span title="危机" style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-4983016120784771275?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/4983016120784771275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=4983016120784771275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4983016120784771275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4983016120784771275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2010/01/combination-brief-sharing-and.html' title='Combination brief sharing and confession'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S0H1AnDF7eI/AAAAAAAADo8/AT9GtFhnRjU/s72-c/life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-430439012131651348</id><published>2009-12-22T12:03:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T17:59:51.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jam packed december, EVER!</title><content type='html'>Hello world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBXtQWNR1I/AAAAAAAADbE/o55uzfxICKM/s1600-h/P1010270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBXtQWNR1I/AAAAAAAADbE/o55uzfxICKM/s320/P1010270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417926786720548690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥ Favourite Photo for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;My lovely small family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've abandon my blog for quite awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not really an active blogger, to be honest &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I only blog when there's something i wanna share to people. And blogging seems like the best solution to throw all my point of view out so that everyone can read it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have the time now, i shall, for once, blog about what I've did during the passed few days or one month. So, i guess it's gonna be a long post? Hmmm..  =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an blink of an eye, 2009 is soon gonna be over. I was so not prepared for next year but.. ahh.. everyday does felt the same. So what difference will it make if tomorrow 's 2010? Except that we're becoming older. lol..     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, this year's december is jam packed with all kinds of activities.   &lt;br /&gt;Well, not that my passed december weren't busy, just that THIS, among all the years that I've lived, is the most packed. I was not at home almost&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; EVERY&lt;/span&gt; single day ever since semester break started &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(27november2009)&lt;/span&gt; At least today i am because tomorrow i'm going out again xD so must be a good girl and help mum with some house chores =D     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. so much to do yet so little time.   &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, we went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;MOS&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBbDX0Hk3I/AAAAAAAADc8/QKwwvi6cSIw/s1600-h/15854_220184625619_732735619_4169770_1168718_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBbDX0Hk3I/AAAAAAAADc8/QKwwvi6cSIw/s320/15854_220184625619_732735619_4169770_1168718_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417930465217057650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That was directly on the night that our finals ended. I have to say, it was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt; night! =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I look like a drunk girl out there &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, i drank a little too much but man, it will be my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; and last, OF course i wanna enjoy it to the fullest! How could i let that oppurtunity slip away just like that, right? But i know what i'm doing okay -.-   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOS's dancefloor was so jam packed. I dun even know how did we squeezed in there but i was more than grateful enough bcoz the boys were protective enough to protect the girls. I was actually quite impressed by that. lol..Not mentioning i was a burden for all of them &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, my brothers and i really appreciate what you guys had done for me. I'm perfectly fine actually, just that.. i'm kinda out of my head, i just wanna drink! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puke quite a few times when we're around the several places. Thank God i didnt puke &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;INSIDE&lt;/span&gt; the pyramid even though it's ald 5am in the morning. I have to say, first time in my life, i have never ever seen pyramid as empty as an abandon condo. lol.. But i did puke infront of the car park where we were suppose to pay our ticket, while we were waiting for Ken and Jason to walk over since Jack forgotten to give Yong Wei the ticket. I couldnt rmb how many times i've puked but i rmb there was a CCTV infront. lol.. On the way to fetch Jack, puke a little again when he was getting into the car. lol. That is so embarrassing -.- With 5ppl waiting and watching you puke, how embarrass can that be?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting that i was in a spinning world for almost a week only i was fully recovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second outing was going to&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Zoo Negara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBYL1o10jI/AAAAAAAADbs/_quikz7dbkw/s1600-h/DSC07194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBYL1o10jI/AAAAAAAADbs/_quikz7dbkw/s320/DSC07194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417927312126890546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. I know it's a childish act -.- but thank God, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Soo Teng&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Chee Yoong&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Lik Sin&lt;/span&gt; are nice enough to take out their time and accompany me to go to places like that =)   &lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;" class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;♥ Huggies to them!♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was desperate to go see &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;crocodiles&lt;/span&gt;! Because i think they're AWESOME! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBeADBWJyI/AAAAAAAADek/k8Qy3FPQaHQ/s1600-h/P1010214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBeADBWJyI/AAAAAAAADek/k8Qy3FPQaHQ/s320/P1010214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417933706630670114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But in the end, it was quite a disappointment tho. There were more tortoises and cows -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jason&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Chee Yoong)&lt;/span&gt; said that he can even just go back his kampung and look at those animals. lol. Which.. i kinda agree on that with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBd_CF4RNI/AAAAAAAADeU/HQDpvcO_AW4/s1600-h/P1010209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBd_CF4RNI/AAAAAAAADeU/HQDpvcO_AW4/s320/P1010209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417933689201378514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBeAqefZ1I/AAAAAAAADes/HAvzcb4kqWs/s1600-h/P1010217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBeAqefZ1I/AAAAAAAADes/HAvzcb4kqWs/s320/P1010217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417933717221893970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gen Gen a.k.a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo Teng a.k.a&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small kid! Dont look &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBgaXYaklI/AAAAAAAADfE/3Lla2CMq-Fw/s1600-h/P1010221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBgaXYaklI/AAAAAAAADfE/3Lla2CMq-Fw/s320/P1010221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417936357795992146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Happy Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBgZd84ArI/AAAAAAAADe0/oREvuznNe1E/s1600-h/P1010219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBgZd84ArI/AAAAAAAADe0/oREvuznNe1E/s320/P1010219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417936342379659954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kor Kor and Mei Mei =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;PS:: He always bully me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzB_CMUjEDI/AAAAAAAADhk/J8XUQRxL5hs/s1600-h/P1010255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzB_CMUjEDI/AAAAAAAADhk/J8XUQRxL5hs/s320/P1010255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417970027370582066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzB_CvIjMfI/AAAAAAAADhs/TOODB84Kqag/s1600-h/P1010256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzB_CvIjMfI/AAAAAAAADhs/TOODB84Kqag/s320/P1010256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417970036715500018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got scolded by Lik Sin =(&lt;br /&gt;Well.. actually it's just a ramdom shot =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;*I cant seems to update the rest of the pictures and i dunno why, only these =( *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After dropping &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Lik Sin&lt;/span&gt; back home, Four of us, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Gen Gen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Teng Teng&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt; and me, went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Look Out Point"&lt;/span&gt;. It was my first time up there. Not too bad =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBXt9odOdI/AAAAAAAADbM/1RCwemN4Sx0/s1600-h/DSC07204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBXt9odOdI/AAAAAAAADbM/1RCwemN4Sx0/s320/DSC07204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417926798876686802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us haven eat our breakfast and lunch ever since morning. Soo Teng was too hungry til she had a bad tummy ache &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;My guess is that she's having gastric &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is, Hopefully it'll get better  &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBXvCYlvdI/AAAAAAAADbk/m0Mv3BdBidE/s1600-h/DSC07208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBXvCYlvdI/AAAAAAAADbk/m0Mv3BdBidE/s320/DSC07208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417926817332182482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBYMTvp8YI/AAAAAAAADb0/EH00N1n6ju8/s1600-h/DSC07209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBYMTvp8YI/AAAAAAAADb0/EH00N1n6ju8/s320/DSC07209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417927320208535938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! This part &gt;&lt; I'll never ever forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Look Out Point"&lt;/span&gt;, I kinda have a small conflict with Gen. Basically, the main problem is with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; -.- I was annoying shit and I think i annoyed the hell out of him which after that, I keep telling myself,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; "You're such a bitch! Cant you just keep your mouth shut for one freaking day?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is screaming inside, that sentence kept repeating over and over again. I can feel the heat of my cheeks raising, maybe i'm blushing &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBXuGcR9oI/AAAAAAAADbU/fIhNiZd8GzU/s1600-h/DSC07206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBXuGcR9oI/AAAAAAAADbU/fIhNiZd8GzU/s320/DSC07206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417926801241536130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought we were posing. but i didnt know those two are ald standing by to bully me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBXulcoYYI/AAAAAAAADbc/PK8xDR3Zeog/s1600-h/DSC07207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBXulcoYYI/AAAAAAAADbc/PK8xDR3Zeog/s320/DSC07207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417926809564504450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See! -.-&lt;br /&gt;What did i tell you. zzz&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBYMiaJbGI/AAAAAAAADb8/skIjGBros94/s1600-h/DSC07210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBYMiaJbGI/AAAAAAAADb8/skIjGBros94/s320/DSC07210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417927324144856162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBYM8LfSEI/AAAAAAAADcE/iA58fDn48mY/s1600-h/DSC07211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBYM8LfSEI/AAAAAAAADcE/iA58fDn48mY/s320/DSC07211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417927331062696002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCIJLu92XI/AAAAAAAADlE/2R9OBI6BTsg/s1600-h/P1010287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCIJLu92XI/AAAAAAAADlE/2R9OBI6BTsg/s320/P1010287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417980043076688242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Play hide and seek =D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCGnyBGlMI/AAAAAAAADk8/W7u5Z3BzH2g/s1600-h/P1010286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCGnyBGlMI/AAAAAAAADk8/W7u5Z3BzH2g/s320/P1010286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417978369726125250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No, I am&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; NOT&lt;/span&gt; going to smack his ass -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCGnW2aWBI/AAAAAAAADk0/RIEa3riTbtk/s1600-h/P1010285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCGnW2aWBI/AAAAAAAADk0/RIEa3riTbtk/s320/P1010285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417978362433525778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*bluek!* &gt;&lt; Smelly!&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why Daddy and Mummy didnt smell anything  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCN89MheHI/AAAAAAAADmk/DGNzXaBQqBw/s1600-h/12131_189590723137_716803137_3057346_2619129_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCN89MheHI/AAAAAAAADmk/DGNzXaBQqBw/s320/12131_189590723137_716803137_3057346_2619129_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417986430085462130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That night, 4of us ate what 6people can eat. Gen and Soo Teng even have ice-cream banana for dessert! We were so full and round. lol.. okay -.- Maybe not the round part. Sounded so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCILAZVI-I/AAAAAAAADlk/vMvbIpCgEDQ/s1600-h/P1010294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCILAZVI-I/AAAAAAAADlk/vMvbIpCgEDQ/s320/P1010294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417980074392888290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monkeys&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCIJgqDa4I/AAAAAAAADlM/BLSnb7q2o3k/s1600-h/P1010289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCIJgqDa4I/AAAAAAAADlM/BLSnb7q2o3k/s320/P1010289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417980048693226370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Took a small walk after that and was taking pictures like crazy people but hell! It was fun! =D hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBZjfAkcxI/AAAAAAAADcU/OlxPe16dJPI/s1600-h/P1010307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBZjfAkcxI/AAAAAAAADcU/OlxPe16dJPI/s320/P1010307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417928817880888082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Act cute&lt;br /&gt;But failed, badly! Bahahaha!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBZj_IDBVI/AAAAAAAADcc/Cy_JtWDfq3s/s1600-h/P1010306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBZj_IDBVI/AAAAAAAADcc/Cy_JtWDfq3s/s320/P1010306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417928826502186322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBZk0pH-hI/AAAAAAAADcs/gULJnXabjJ0/s1600-h/P1010303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBZk0pH-hI/AAAAAAAADcs/gULJnXabjJ0/s320/P1010303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417928840868002322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBZlalPX6I/AAAAAAAADc0/5fMOBW6ZltE/s1600-h/P1010302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBZlalPX6I/AAAAAAAADc0/5fMOBW6ZltE/s320/P1010302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417928851052257186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCKVAhngQI/AAAAAAAADmE/D8hA5gam37M/s1600-h/P1010301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCKVAhngQI/AAAAAAAADmE/D8hA5gam37M/s320/P1010301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417982445249593602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBZkT-oLOI/AAAAAAAADck/g4XV_3101wE/s1600-h/P1010305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBZkT-oLOI/AAAAAAAADck/g4XV_3101wE/s320/P1010305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417928832099822818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No! I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; holding his hand! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Genting&lt;/span&gt; as well. But this time, it's a larger group. Gosh... I'm so lazy to type further more -.-&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBbDzfEOiI/AAAAAAAADdE/rIcwI6L04Kc/s1600-h/P1010140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBbDzfEOiI/AAAAAAAADdE/rIcwI6L04Kc/s320/P1010140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417930472644950562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might as well just let the pictures do the talking. So many more but i guess i'll just stop here =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBbEYK-N_I/AAAAAAAADdM/Tvb_RAvJ8_E/s1600-h/P1010170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBbEYK-N_I/AAAAAAAADdM/Tvb_RAvJ8_E/s320/P1010170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417930482492782578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John And Jie Ling &lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBbFNAxqVI/AAAAAAAADdU/uJTq8nalwGo/s1600-h/P1010176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBbFNAxqVI/AAAAAAAADdU/uJTq8nalwGo/s320/P1010176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417930496677095762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woot!&lt;br /&gt;Heavy Eye begs! @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBbFra8rRI/AAAAAAAADdc/x1Td8HY6AFE/s1600-h/P1010181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBbFra8rRI/AAAAAAAADdc/x1Td8HY6AFE/s320/P1010181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417930504839933202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBcUuG2F2I/AAAAAAAADd8/6UGSZO1hbTQ/s1600-h/P1010198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBcUuG2F2I/AAAAAAAADd8/6UGSZO1hbTQ/s320/P1010198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417931862770587490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy Mummy again!!! =D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBcUJB7fRI/AAAAAAAADd0/CTrPQ3IFdPQ/s1600-h/P1010196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBcUJB7fRI/AAAAAAAADd0/CTrPQ3IFdPQ/s320/P1010196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417931852817857810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBcVF0U02I/AAAAAAAADeE/U-T3Q6magTo/s1600-h/P1010201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBcVF0U02I/AAAAAAAADeE/U-T3Q6magTo/s320/P1010201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417931869135360866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack and Sean&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBd-neoU2I/AAAAAAAADeM/0WkLb3wq6nw/s1600-h/P1010206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBd-neoU2I/AAAAAAAADeM/0WkLb3wq6nw/s320/P1010206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417933682057433954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBd_ihMaEI/AAAAAAAADec/YIdcX5L4rtQ/s1600-h/P1010213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBd_ihMaEI/AAAAAAAADec/YIdcX5L4rtQ/s320/P1010213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417933697905879106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBgbOeobFI/AAAAAAAADfU/9qNpOpCYRGc/s1600-h/P1010223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBgbOeobFI/AAAAAAAADfU/9qNpOpCYRGc/s320/P1010223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417936372586015826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBhuT8-NjI/AAAAAAAADfc/StwYwu1goHg/s1600-h/P1010225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBhuT8-NjI/AAAAAAAADfc/StwYwu1goHg/s320/P1010225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417937799984592434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBhu3yeRII/AAAAAAAADfk/hV91dG8Zlno/s1600-h/P1010230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBhu3yeRII/AAAAAAAADfk/hV91dG8Zlno/s320/P1010230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417937809604232322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have no idea what i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;Jason's such a poser -.-&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBhvcCjitI/AAAAAAAADfs/n8k2-I1q9zU/s1600-h/P1010231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBhvcCjitI/AAAAAAAADfs/n8k2-I1q9zU/s320/P1010231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417937819335363282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stupid expression -.-&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBhvrV3s9I/AAAAAAAADf0/RBy4Q4f8ei8/s1600-h/P1010235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBhvrV3s9I/AAAAAAAADf0/RBy4Q4f8ei8/s320/P1010235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417937823442908114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBhwEAOExI/AAAAAAAADf8/3qUelj9TfPw/s1600-h/P1010241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBhwEAOExI/AAAAAAAADf8/3qUelj9TfPw/s320/P1010241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417937830062986002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBjBUowr5I/AAAAAAAADgE/Qq7LM4sdA4s/s1600-h/P1010244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBjBUowr5I/AAAAAAAADgE/Qq7LM4sdA4s/s320/P1010244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417939226097397650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason with Bi Bi&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBjBslQukI/AAAAAAAADgM/g4EhNyK43Yc/s1600-h/P1010247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBjBslQukI/AAAAAAAADgM/g4EhNyK43Yc/s320/P1010247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417939232525171266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mummy with BiBi &lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;=D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzB9vVojKUI/AAAAAAAADhE/augVXOVFuUc/s1600-h/P1010252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzB9vVojKUI/AAAAAAAADhE/augVXOVFuUc/s320/P1010252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417968603941251394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBjCLZHclI/AAAAAAAADgU/m-PcnIlq7Xc/s1600-h/P1010248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBjCLZHclI/AAAAAAAADgU/m-PcnIlq7Xc/s320/P1010248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417939240795730514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBjCigc-_I/AAAAAAAADgc/rsGzImwW2GQ/s1600-h/P1010249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBjCigc-_I/AAAAAAAADgc/rsGzImwW2GQ/s320/P1010249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417939247000517618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBjDLg1ItI/AAAAAAAADgk/JB89eIjPl3A/s1600-h/P1010250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBjDLg1ItI/AAAAAAAADgk/JB89eIjPl3A/s320/P1010250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417939258007954130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzB9ujAxE4I/AAAAAAAADg8/AAAmS2gvd_I/s1600-h/P1010251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzB9ujAxE4I/AAAAAAAADg8/AAAmS2gvd_I/s320/P1010251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417968590352618370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Screw Nammy for making me pregnant! xD&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzB9vnDhyyI/AAAAAAAADhM/bLi1jGF8nTc/s1600-h/P1010253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzB9vnDhyyI/AAAAAAAADhM/bLi1jGF8nTc/s320/P1010253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417968608617810722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to stuck my head into the dinosaur's ass -.-&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzB_B9pkuMI/AAAAAAAADhc/37fSmWPkxEA/s1600-h/P1010254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzB_B9pkuMI/AAAAAAAADhc/37fSmWPkxEA/s320/P1010254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417970023432239298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzB_DXePJZI/AAAAAAAADh0/WcZD4Kvh1aw/s1600-h/P1010257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzB_DXePJZI/AAAAAAAADh0/WcZD4Kvh1aw/s320/P1010257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417970047543879058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCAcUeo00I/AAAAAAAADh8/AyLBffIciQE/s1600-h/P1010258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCAcUeo00I/AAAAAAAADh8/AyLBffIciQE/s320/P1010258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417971575748612930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCAdROSalI/AAAAAAAADiE/9KPv7wKceFQ/s1600-h/P1010261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCAdROSalI/AAAAAAAADiE/9KPv7wKceFQ/s320/P1010261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417971592054598226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCAd0txMxI/AAAAAAAADiM/4l6Kj0IEPf8/s1600-h/P1010263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCAd0txMxI/AAAAAAAADiM/4l6Kj0IEPf8/s320/P1010263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417971601581880082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCAem1aQVI/AAAAAAAADiU/IinhzT5x3y8/s1600-h/P1010264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCAem1aQVI/AAAAAAAADiU/IinhzT5x3y8/s320/P1010264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417971615035703634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCAfRzYXXI/AAAAAAAADic/6g98lWXYT0g/s1600-h/P1010265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCAfRzYXXI/AAAAAAAADic/6g98lWXYT0g/s320/P1010265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417971626569915762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCCLRBsISI/AAAAAAAADik/vCeMdhiL27g/s1600-h/P1010266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCCLRBsISI/AAAAAAAADik/vCeMdhiL27g/s320/P1010266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417973481787367714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCCLzAc7II/AAAAAAAADis/kJKDHxyQ8vQ/s1600-h/P1010267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCCLzAc7II/AAAAAAAADis/kJKDHxyQ8vQ/s320/P1010267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417973490908982402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;During night time, four of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Us&lt;/span&gt;, the usual, Daddy mummy son and daughter went downhill to one of the mamak to makan dinner. We didnt join the rest due to the prize of the food at First World were too expensive &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCDlauv7RI/AAAAAAAADjs/lXuCxjB_qzk/s1600-h/P1010276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCDlauv7RI/AAAAAAAADjs/lXuCxjB_qzk/s320/P1010276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417975030580505874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest went back to the hotel after finishing up their dinner while four of us have to drag ourself with the world most heaviest tummy back uphill. Well, at least that's how i felt about my own tummy. lol. It felt like months only we've finally reached even though it's such a short distance. We then sat by the roadside while enjoyed the wind. Pity Jason because he had to walk all the way back to the hotel to pass the key to Li Hoe and he came all way down again after a few minutes.. Or maybe half an hour? I dunno. I got carried away by the touch of wind which was hitting on my cheeks with such flawless move. It felt as wonderful as someone's beside you and whisper in your ears til you giggles and telling you that they got the ability to take all your thoughts and sorrows away. Okay -.- this is too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind la =) &lt;br /&gt;Ah pek like him get to exercise aso good de ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============*===========*===============*===========*=============*==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCCMh2hrZI/AAAAAAAADi0/1M5mWMybqPM/s1600-h/P1010268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCCMh2hrZI/AAAAAAAADi0/1M5mWMybqPM/s320/P1010268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417973503483817362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Parents begger::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Please two handsome Sir, my wife's suffering from the cold due to this weather and she doesnt has a shoe which can keep her warm. Would you be so kind to give us some money to buy her a pair of shoe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCDjXMWlrI/AAAAAAAADjM/tX49EMbq3DI/s1600-h/P1010272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCDjXMWlrI/AAAAAAAADjM/tX49EMbq3DI/s320/P1010272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417974995271194290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason Tai :: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Hmmm.. what do you think about it nammy?&lt;br /&gt;Should we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheng Nam :: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Haih.. no life -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCCM4PxStI/AAAAAAAADi8/InQcyAnYKFQ/s1600-h/P1010269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCCM4PxStI/AAAAAAAADi8/InQcyAnYKFQ/s320/P1010269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417973509495278290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Children begger::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Please please Sir. Our mum really need a pair of shoes desperately. Would you be so kind to just give a little of your money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace whispering to Jason::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Stop smiling, you dummy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Or else they'll think that we're lying to them! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cant you see that black shirt dude's muscle? Or fats? =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;He can even crush us into dust with one of his finger -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==========*=============*==============*===============*=============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know it's a lame story line, But i couldnt think of any because i'm daRn sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCFMt78WaI/AAAAAAAADkM/ab76LbIcJXM/s1600-h/P1010280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCFMt78WaI/AAAAAAAADkM/ab76LbIcJXM/s320/P1010280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417976805262645666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCFL5XAXzI/AAAAAAAADj8/NK4N-XfCyCU/s1600-h/P1010278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCFL5XAXzI/AAAAAAAADj8/NK4N-XfCyCU/s320/P1010278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417976791149076274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leaving the Genting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCMsMKu8MI/AAAAAAAADmU/cGx7J54Dc0o/s1600-h/12854_210488747327_645702327_2971715_3312672_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzCMsMKu8MI/AAAAAAAADmU/cGx7J54Dc0o/s320/12854_210488747327_645702327_2971715_3312672_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417985042535084226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til then. Thanks for reading =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead people!&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;     ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-430439012131651348?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/430439012131651348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=430439012131651348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/430439012131651348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/430439012131651348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/12/jam-packed-december-ever.html' title='Jam packed december, EVER!'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SzBXtQWNR1I/AAAAAAAADbE/o55uzfxICKM/s72-c/P1010270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-6698693502670649544</id><published>2009-12-07T21:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:34:30.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The journey begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0MJfmyEnI/AAAAAAAADZs/ZFbOs9NF2-s/s1600-h/10841_192008302882_690157882_3111664_42002_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0MJfmyEnI/AAAAAAAADZs/ZFbOs9NF2-s/s320/10841_192008302882_690157882_3111664_42002_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412495684411724402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird that how fast time flies.&lt;br /&gt;And there she goes...&lt;br /&gt;Her new journey begins......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was my teacher.&lt;br /&gt;She's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;She's intelligent&lt;br /&gt;She's tough&lt;br /&gt;She's everything that I wanted to have a person like her in my life.&lt;br /&gt;If i am in her age and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; IF&lt;/span&gt; i'm a guy, I would definitely kill to have her as my wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0Q9lO3fiI/AAAAAAAADa8/SEF-GkXtTPU/s1600-h/DSCF1695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0Q9lO3fiI/AAAAAAAADa8/SEF-GkXtTPU/s320/DSCF1695.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412500977321737762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without her, I dont think i would be having my own thoughts and answers to all my questions when i was having, back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was like my guardian angel who is constantly there to remind me on where i'm standing now and then. She look at me on how i grow ever since when i'm still in Form1. She reminded me of how i used to be and who am i when i was back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0Q9MQZuCI/AAAAAAAADa0/P9ZyUqFrjDM/s1600-h/DSCF1693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0Q9MQZuCI/AAAAAAAADa0/P9ZyUqFrjDM/s320/DSCF1693.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412500970617288738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen a great deal in myself. She had shown me many things that i never thought of and nurture me like a mother do even though she's that young&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;(which is only 20plus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0PMVKT-aI/AAAAAAAADas/xOPqz06MRe4/s1600-h/DSCF1685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0PMVKT-aI/AAAAAAAADas/xOPqz06MRe4/s320/DSCF1685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412499031682447778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i even wish that she's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my mum&lt;/span&gt;. lol.. xD&lt;br /&gt;Because i knew that, if she really is, she'll be guiding me throughout my life and i would have more wisdom in making the right choice in my everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0NPt1hoFI/AAAAAAAADac/Zmca_zI2l5s/s1600-h/DSCF1705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0NPt1hoFI/AAAAAAAADac/Zmca_zI2l5s/s320/DSCF1705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412496890822500434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now she has her own life to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;Her new journey starts here and now. I'm gonna miss her miserably.&lt;br /&gt;Her single life.&lt;br /&gt;When she still has the time for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0MKHiCGJI/AAAAAAAADZ8/XovlOPGoImo/s1600-h/10841_192029187882_690157882_3111901_1767083_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0MKHiCGJI/AAAAAAAADZ8/XovlOPGoImo/s320/10841_192029187882_690157882_3111901_1767083_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412495695129221266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not know all her histories but after all these years of knowing her, she's not an easy leg to get and that's what i like about her. She's a lady-in-waiting. That shows a great testimony to all the girls out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0NOQC-qCI/AAAAAAAADaE/KcIckXdWTFY/s1600-h/10841_192029232882_690157882_3111908_3897797_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0NOQC-qCI/AAAAAAAADaE/KcIckXdWTFY/s320/10841_192029232882_690157882_3111908_3897797_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412496865645996066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Challenging&lt;/span&gt;, would be the best word to describe her ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0MJqr3RzI/AAAAAAAADZ0/7GkPjn6l_SA/s1600-h/10841_192039132882_690157882_3112113_2288399_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0MJqr3RzI/AAAAAAAADZ0/7GkPjn6l_SA/s320/10841_192039132882_690157882_3112113_2288399_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412495687385827122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to you, Yien Fang and Choon Chong. I'll always remember you both in my prayers and thanks for everything that you've done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0OGyFWWJI/AAAAAAAADak/WaqF-zxtEWY/s1600-h/DSCF1711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0OGyFWWJI/AAAAAAAADak/WaqF-zxtEWY/s320/DSCF1711.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412497836855416978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0NPLLofXI/AAAAAAAADaU/UNajIkXVkI8/s1600-h/10841_192045547882_690157882_3112156_5378455_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0NPLLofXI/AAAAAAAADaU/UNajIkXVkI8/s320/10841_192045547882_690157882_3112156_5378455_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412496881519983986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-6698693502670649544?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/6698693502670649544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=6698693502670649544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6698693502670649544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6698693502670649544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/12/journey-begins.html' title='The journey begins'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sx0MJfmyEnI/AAAAAAAADZs/ZFbOs9NF2-s/s72-c/10841_192008302882_690157882_3111664_42002_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-6225763234118050929</id><published>2009-12-02T14:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T15:50:47.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indescribable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SxYXrsca4AI/AAAAAAAADZU/PZzmGf7oIso/s1600-h/in_a_lonely_room_by_einalem06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SxYXrsca4AI/AAAAAAAADZU/PZzmGf7oIso/s320/in_a_lonely_room_by_einalem06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410538041764405250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny enough. I have no idea how time flies after getting drunk the other day. As though my brain cells are gradually dying. I have no sense on everything. I cant hardly remember a thing, including things that i've just said or did for the passed few seconds. I need at least a few seconds to disgust what others had just said but words that come out from my mouth, i hardly know what i'm saying til the sentence are fully out after a few seconds. How bad can that be? It's like a 100years old old lady's brain? I think they can even think better than me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt like as though this reality world is just a dream that i'm waiting on to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SxYYaANHv7I/AAAAAAAADZk/c-294TYnV78/s1600-h/photography28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SxYYaANHv7I/AAAAAAAADZk/c-294TYnV78/s320/photography28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410538837342928818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Here's a story of a girl.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she lied on her bed the other night, a rush of emotions took over her.&lt;br /&gt;If you've seen the movie "new moon", the scene where Bella's screaming in pain on her bed,&lt;br /&gt;Yes. That's how she felt that night except that she's not screaming, duh!  -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;It was so dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those emotions are so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;indescribable&lt;/span&gt;. They are like waterfalls that couldn't be stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SxYXsGwr7ZI/AAAAAAAADZc/GS3SnUcU9ok/s1600-h/atear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SxYXsGwr7ZI/AAAAAAAADZc/GS3SnUcU9ok/s320/atear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410538048828730770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A rush of.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Frustration...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Loneliness........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Annoyed...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Anger.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Sadness................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Sorrow....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Painfulness................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and more to come. One by one, Each of them flush in like there's nothing that can be done to stop them. Hit her hard on the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that this happened but it's weird.&lt;br /&gt;She cuddled up herself like a prawn on her bed to get some warm and comfort. Not knowing that tears suddenly started to will up against her closed eyes.&lt;br /&gt;She felt like smacking and hitting everything that comes in her way. Scream, but come to think of it, it look pretty much like some psycho ppl -.- no? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night, weird dreams haunted her for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Ridiculous dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Childish dreams.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Romantic dreams.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Scary dreams.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Separating dreams..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh? How hard is it to get a good night sleep?&lt;br /&gt;It's torturing! Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Save her, please? Any body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&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/6875094241890825548-6225763234118050929?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/6225763234118050929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=6225763234118050929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6225763234118050929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6225763234118050929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/12/indescribable.html' title='Indescribable'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SxYXrsca4AI/AAAAAAAADZU/PZzmGf7oIso/s72-c/in_a_lonely_room_by_einalem06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-8162537532864442061</id><published>2009-11-15T00:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T00:46:20.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sv7bMARH0fI/AAAAAAAADY8/tgwdc-EE0ss/s1600-h/kelly25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sv7bMARH0fI/AAAAAAAADY8/tgwdc-EE0ss/s320/kelly25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403997602167902706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;" Love is patient, Love is kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;It does not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;envy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;, it does not boast, it is not proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;It is not rude, it is not self-seeking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;does not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; delight in evil but rejoices with the truth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;It always protects,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Always trust,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Always hopes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;perseveres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love never fails."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sv7bMUJ3mAI/AAAAAAAADZE/Jp6jei4o-FU/s1600-h/LOVEhands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 105px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sv7bMUJ3mAI/AAAAAAAADZE/Jp6jei4o-FU/s320/LOVEhands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403997607506188290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just having a few thoughts on this after hearing it from somewhere. And this is my sharing for the day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times, we all thought that we know what &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"LoVe"&lt;/span&gt; means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is something that we feel for each other"&lt;br /&gt;"Love is something that cant be said with words."&lt;br /&gt;"It's just a rush of emotions that you cant define what it means but it's just there and so forward" ....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people with different kind of definition for the word &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"LOVE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're with someone, no matter what age we were in, we tend to say the word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" I LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU"&lt;/span&gt; to another person, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; we? Especially when we're in a relationship status. At that moment, it feels right because at that time, we thought that we know what love means and we say to another person with passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if things turn out ugly, will we still be telling that person that we love them?&lt;br /&gt;What if they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;back stab&lt;/span&gt; us from the back til we feel like falling apart, will we still love them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sv7bL2qK1gI/AAAAAAAADY0/XmxjNVbylo0/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sv7bL2qK1gI/AAAAAAAADY0/XmxjNVbylo0/s320/heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403997599588603394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even know what is the real meaning of love and this is when it gets complicated. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Without love, we're nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets take a look at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love = Sex = Pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what people nowadays are thinking. I'm not sure about Malaysian but it's all around America. After having a good think about it, i realized that when we said the word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU"&lt;/span&gt;, in real, it's just so&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; empty and shallow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what does God have to say for love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lay down your life for others&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By making a commitment/promise to each other, it doesn't mean that we have to use our body as a symbol to do so. Couples can make their promise to each other by making a commitment to protect each others purity. It's a way that we tell each other that............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"I want the best for you and I'm going to protect your purity"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how you show a person that you love them. But what is this gonna do with "lay down your life for others"? It means that you're putting the person that you love in the first place and putting your needs aside. True love is selfless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sv7bLq1jQDI/AAAAAAAADYs/EbgwlifBJEo/s1600-h/cuddle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sv7bLq1jQDI/AAAAAAAADYs/EbgwlifBJEo/s320/cuddle1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403997596415115314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, i thought that... I know how to love. Sacrifice for one and let them come first is a way of showing them that i love them. But somehow, i lose control and let myself get overboard at times and that is when people never return the favor by showing a little appreciation and I got hurt. It may sounds rather stupid and weak but that is who i am and i couldn't help it by taking things seriously, especially when it comes to people that i really want to build a relationship. It doesn't have to be a boy girl relationship, it can also stands for family and friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I'm really trying to say is that.. I realized that, I'm using &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; way to love people instead of what God had thought us what love is all about and how to love others. I thought I'm doing the right way, but i was wrong. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;So, so wrong&lt;/span&gt;. And that's the reason why I get hurt so easily and this is all because of my behavior which I'm only thinking about myself and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;MY WAY&lt;/span&gt; of loving others. I always thought about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What can I do for others to make them happy  &lt;/span&gt;so i wouldn't offend them and so forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sv7bqqChKtI/AAAAAAAADZM/7q-JhwVMnJk/s1600-h/bringit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sv7bqqChKtI/AAAAAAAADZM/7q-JhwVMnJk/s320/bringit1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403998128777013970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so selfish. I didn't use&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; LOVE&lt;/span&gt; in the correct way. When i used it in the wrong way, I felt unsatisfied and worst come to worst, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;jealousy&lt;/span&gt; took over me. Trust me, jealousy is a scary thing. But i was once again reminded by God that, I cant do this &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; way because this will leads to nowhere but to Satan. Once again, I thanked Him. There's so much that he'd gave me in life, but never once, i would know how to appreciate it. Maybe at times, I do. But often, i forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why, there are so many reasons for us to love each other because Jesus Christ had show it to us on the cross. This is what i had for the day. I'm off to hit the sacks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead people =)&lt;br /&gt;Good Night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-8162537532864442061?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/8162537532864442061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=8162537532864442061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/8162537532864442061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/8162537532864442061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/11/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sv7bMARH0fI/AAAAAAAADY8/tgwdc-EE0ss/s72-c/kelly25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-1394239737226420373</id><published>2009-11-09T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:14:48.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They Left</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SvfdQU-AGxI/AAAAAAAADYk/i2NJP4A4wWQ/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SvfdQU-AGxI/AAAAAAAADYk/i2NJP4A4wWQ/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402029550630607634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eventually people left again, don't they? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comes and Go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what life is all about, wasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-1394239737226420373?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/1394239737226420373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=1394239737226420373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1394239737226420373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1394239737226420373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/11/they-left.html' title='They Left'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SvfdQU-AGxI/AAAAAAAADYk/i2NJP4A4wWQ/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-2271936792458019715</id><published>2009-11-07T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T15:53:57.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I care!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry because you have to look at me like this,&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't help myself!!&lt;br /&gt;I never know it will come out,&lt;br /&gt; But it did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't do it. Please!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Please&lt;/span&gt;, i beg you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want you to lose yourself nor neither I don't want you to regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be right here if you ever need me, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;ANYTIME&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reacted like this because &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I CARE&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I CARE, FOR CHRIST SAKE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't do it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*You know who you are, and i hope you'll see this too*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-2271936792458019715?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/2271936792458019715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=2271936792458019715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/2271936792458019715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/2271936792458019715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-care.html' title='I care!!!'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-4066230520413787360</id><published>2009-10-24T15:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T16:40:01.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realize</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SuK1IlfNK_I/AAAAAAAADYU/fmSmKjsm-wU/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SuK1IlfNK_I/AAAAAAAADYU/fmSmKjsm-wU/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396074462649854962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things went well, we enjoyed and we never ever give thanks for what we have. Do we?&lt;br /&gt;But when things don't go our way, we complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;How izit that fair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you started to lose those who you love most, probably they died or they left, we complain and everything around us seems unfair. We would blame people, or even God for what had happened in our lifes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Why Why &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;? Why is this happening to me?"&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; [we might ask]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier, I've heard people sharing about how unfair is their life, for what they had been through, for what they have lost. I started thinking about myself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Did I lose anything?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing much that i wanted to complain about. My course and life is going as well as the way it is. And I'm happy at where i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;People around me comes and go.&lt;br /&gt;I was numb by the fact of that.&lt;br /&gt;If they choose to leave, I couldn't hold them back, even tho how much i wanted too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;One is not to control anyone's life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;but I've always believe that God will prepare better things for me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SuK1IeGP1vI/AAAAAAAADYM/KLuPmssehe8/s1600-h/citylights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SuK1IeGP1vI/AAAAAAAADYM/KLuPmssehe8/s320/citylights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396074460666124018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;What I've been through, I admit, sometimes i do complain but I'll try my best to forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears were the ones that can help me to feel better and God's word was my only medicine that heals my wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I wouldn't deny that the painful journeys are hard but what I'm trying to say is that, these journeys that we've been through might be hurtful and it's unfair for us to handle it but by the end of the day,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; it would actually be a blessing towards others and yourself&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe things aren't as bad as we think of. Okay~ What if you might ask me a question like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"How would you know? Because my dad/mum died! How is that fair?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we live, one day we might die too as well.&lt;br /&gt;We just never know when will that happen. After all, we are all humans and living creatures =) No?&lt;br /&gt;That is why we have to open our eyes and walk on path that are waiting for us now and then with faith in our hearts. Learn to bless those who had hurt you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always be prepare, because you never know what will happen tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verse that I've learn from, during this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"He helps us in all our troubles, so that we are able to help others who have all kinds of troubles, using the same help that we ourselves have received from God. Just as we have a share in Christ's many sufferings, so also through Christ we share in God's great help. If we suffer, it is for your help and salvation; if we are helped, then you too are helped and given the strength to endure with patience the same sufferings that we also endure. So, our hope in you is never shaken; we know that just as you share in our sufferings, you also share in the help we receive."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~2corinthians1:4-7~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;[It's okay if you dun understand =)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learn that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our everyday life, we're always learning and growing, no matter at what age we are.&lt;br /&gt;By then, you'll discover that we are all so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;limited&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Some people might have what you don't have, and vice verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by walking together with God through your difficulties, you would know the real meaning of the joy and peace =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this post might be a little hard to understand but.. but... oh nevermind -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SuK9BXK9EHI/AAAAAAAADYc/DTzdd8df58Q/s1600-h/fudr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SuK9BXK9EHI/AAAAAAAADYc/DTzdd8df58Q/s320/fudr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396083134640754802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead people  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;*Thanks for being my friend, grandpa pig. I hope this would last because eventually people will leave again, till then =) *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-4066230520413787360?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/4066230520413787360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=4066230520413787360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4066230520413787360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4066230520413787360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/10/realize.html' title='Realize'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SuK1IlfNK_I/AAAAAAAADYU/fmSmKjsm-wU/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-508077397488374914</id><published>2009-10-13T18:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T19:02:17.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain in the Ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/StRdPuC_3GI/AAAAAAAADX8/wEiwQAy3bd4/s1600-h/DSC06969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/StRdPuC_3GI/AAAAAAAADX8/wEiwQAy3bd4/s320/DSC06969.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392037178509352034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack and Lizzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word:: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;AWwwww~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this small cute little thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Well, yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She's one &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pain in the ass&lt;/span&gt;. Taking care of her is way harder than taking care of a baby. At least babies cries. But this dog.. Gosh, she bites, hard. She even poop everywhere around the house's corner -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/StRdQL1HwtI/AAAAAAAADYE/pFUC5NUp1mQ/s1600-h/DSC06967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/StRdQL1HwtI/AAAAAAAADYE/pFUC5NUp1mQ/s320/DSC06967.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392037186504213202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, she can be the most adorable thing in the world but most of the time, she's one pain in the ass -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, I have to clean her shits and her pees -.-&lt;br /&gt;Even in the middle of the night, she will wake me up just to open the door for her to go out and pee or either she wants to come in to sleep with me. I really need my sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; LOVEESSS&lt;/span&gt; to bite me. It's a way of her playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;But damn! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;It hurts and it even bleeds!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell her to "sit" she'll come all the way jumping on you -.- then soon, start biting my long pants off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when she screams, Gosh.. Your ears are gone case. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all for a short updates to keep my dead blog alive =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead ppl =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-508077397488374914?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/508077397488374914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=508077397488374914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/508077397488374914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/508077397488374914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/10/pain-in-ass.html' title='Pain in the Ass'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/StRdPuC_3GI/AAAAAAAADX8/wEiwQAy3bd4/s72-c/DSC06969.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-6533394624173791383</id><published>2009-10-04T17:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:41:56.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've met my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;SUNSHINE&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;She's like the only thing that I have my eyes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Ssh6olk8gQI/AAAAAAAADX0/3A5jaUYlp5o/s1600-h/photography-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Ssh6olk8gQI/AAAAAAAADX0/3A5jaUYlp5o/s320/photography-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388691791849226498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And she will always be ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met her when I was doing my project for Human Communication yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes couldn't resist her adoration when i first met her especially when it all came to the end of the day, it was even harder for me to resist her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;She was like an angel to me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. it all started by feeding the dogs at SPCA. She was in one of the cage with her buddy, a male actually. lol.. they are close friends &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;*(at least that's what the lady over there told me)&lt;/span&gt; I was so unsure whether should i buy her in. But i wanted too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, I've only booked her because i dun have enough money, besides, my parents aren't here so i'm not allowed to take back home even tho i have the money. Lucky enough for me, my parents approved and my mum seems to like her a lot, so does she ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. at least things are going well.. And I thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen..&lt;br /&gt;I give you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lizzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SshzoK617CI/AAAAAAAADXU/WZmat6UHxkw/s1600-h/DSCF1237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SshzoK617CI/AAAAAAAADXU/WZmat6UHxkw/s320/DSCF1237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388684088111918114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sshxg5bhleI/AAAAAAAADW8/sRXG4hMKooo/s1600-h/DSCF1234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sshxg5bhleI/AAAAAAAADW8/sRXG4hMKooo/s320/DSCF1234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388681764134819298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sshxhu-JPnI/AAAAAAAADXE/8GS7RxUM_HY/s1600-h/DSCF1235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sshxhu-JPnI/AAAAAAAADXE/8GS7RxUM_HY/s320/DSCF1235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388681778507103858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SshznooDWgI/AAAAAAAADXM/bRB8bo39Vho/s1600-h/DSCF1236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SshznooDWgI/AAAAAAAADXM/bRB8bo39Vho/s320/DSCF1236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388684078906300930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Ssh0jgrUGdI/AAAAAAAADXc/sCutrWASqfg/s1600-h/DSCF1259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Ssh0jgrUGdI/AAAAAAAADXc/sCutrWASqfg/s320/DSCF1259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388685107564648914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Ssh0kLYh2JI/AAAAAAAADXk/2j-y5I0hWpE/s1600-h/DSCF1260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Ssh0kLYh2JI/AAAAAAAADXk/2j-y5I0hWpE/s320/DSCF1260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388685119028582546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm.. she even know how to post. lol..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Ssh1lGY4qrI/AAAAAAAADXs/6_mIvSIp7dI/s1600-h/DSCF1261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Ssh1lGY4qrI/AAAAAAAADXs/6_mIvSIp7dI/s320/DSCF1261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388686234379397810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-6533394624173791383?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/6533394624173791383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=6533394624173791383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6533394624173791383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6533394624173791383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Ssh6olk8gQI/AAAAAAAADX0/3A5jaUYlp5o/s72-c/photography-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-6601355367519494974</id><published>2009-09-26T15:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T15:35:56.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I look at you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sr3BuJFw_1I/AAAAAAAADWs/71c6YXcRzpE/s1600-h/thswinginghigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sr3BuJFw_1I/AAAAAAAADWs/71c6YXcRzpE/s320/thswinginghigh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385673727863226194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs a soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;When the waves are flooding the shore,&lt;br /&gt;I can't find my way back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;when I look at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little changes had been going around and sometimes.. it's just hard to keep things on track like it used to be as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sr3Bt3XVcXI/AAAAAAAADWk/ME7ToSy7rcE/s1600-h/BeautifulWalkShot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sr3Bt3XVcXI/AAAAAAAADWk/ME7ToSy7rcE/s320/BeautifulWalkShot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385673723105079666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;No doubt that people changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't deny that because even me, myself, changed. Especially during holidays, the changes were big enough to break up a team. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Ever felt unsatisfied when you were alone in thoughts? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Well, i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since this year, I'm always left unsatisfied and i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; wanted to do something out of something else. I want to live my life and make something out of it instead of wasting any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Why is this happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;For 18years, I've never ever felt like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just somehow,&lt;br /&gt;I was easily annoyed?&lt;br /&gt;I get fed-up easily when I'm not learning things.&lt;br /&gt;I would get angry at people who never &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;keep their promises&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;not being responsible enough&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to meant what they've said&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the anger grows inside me, i would choose to ignore that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;*This is just so rare that i would actually get angry at people*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's a childish act but.. Sometimes, I just couldn't help it because it just hurts too much for seeing their faces especially when they're staring at you with those gorgeous eyes which melts you away even though they don't even know what they've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you know that you couldn't keep your promise, then &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; bother promising anyone unless you know that you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;CAN&lt;/span&gt; keep it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often enough I blame myself for getting angry and over-react at things that isn't that important from other people's point of view. I tried to tell myself that the others would never care about all this small matter, only I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the foolish one&lt;/span&gt; who puts too much hopes on them that's why it would caused this much of a break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;You're dumB..........when I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful......... when I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;You're irresistible..........when I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;You're like a vision.........when I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;You're hurting me.........when I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;You're like a dream to me.........when I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;You're tearing me apart.........when I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;You're making me confuse.........when I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sr3DZhAUYBI/AAAAAAAADW0/8mxRhhwWJvI/s1600-h/touchthesky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sr3DZhAUYBI/AAAAAAAADW0/8mxRhhwWJvI/s320/touchthesky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385675572528832530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no guarantee that this life is easy,&lt;br /&gt;But I've gotta try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PS:: This post wasn't related or dedicated to anyone so don't start guessing who's the people/person and I'm perfectly fine. Just letting out my thoughts and emotions which makes me feel better =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead people..&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-6601355367519494974?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/6601355367519494974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=6601355367519494974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6601355367519494974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6601355367519494974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-i-look-at-you.html' title='When I look at you'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Sr3BuJFw_1I/AAAAAAAADWs/71c6YXcRzpE/s72-c/thswinginghigh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-6067843017393650871</id><published>2009-09-25T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:15:57.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is always running out....</title><content type='html'>Sigh.. guess the title explains it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just not been doing anything lately. Well.. maybe a little, but this semester, I hardly settle down and study. There's been so many holidays. Especially most holidays were on Mondays -.-&lt;br /&gt;And this caused me to even felt lazier =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journals, assignments, presentations, quiz, test and more to come, are all waiting for me to keep them update and complete. Some even have to be done by next week and i've yet prepare neither of them. I'm doomed~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I've spend more time with a group of friends rather than stuck at home, waiting for time to pass and rot. They've been very reliable but often bully me when we're off to swimming =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SryYLof9x1I/AAAAAAAADWc/0l_4vtLKw5Q/s1600-h/8935_1177396389362_1061685915_30541934_5347833_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SryYLof9x1I/AAAAAAAADWc/0l_4vtLKw5Q/s320/8935_1177396389362_1061685915_30541934_5347833_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385346580045743954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, gosh! I'm in desperate in need for good night sleep? I'm always dreaming about so many stuff every single day and often woke up in the middle of the night for at least 10times, maximum. When I'm in class, I'm already half dragging myself. It had last for at least one week and I think I'm going insane soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i even felt like I'm half asleep and half awake in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;How suffer can it be when you don't have enough sleep??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It gives me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELL&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i think I'll be getting gastric real soon  &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been skipping breakfast often lately and often until &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;2-3pm&lt;/span&gt; only I'll have my brunch. It's not that I don't wanna to eat, human, it's just that my class are always&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; SOO&lt;/span&gt; packed and there's always not enough time especially when my next class are continuously joined. Until by the time i had food in front of me, I have to constantly remind myself to eat carefully and chew instead of swallowing the whole plate like a monster. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to shower. Weather's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-6067843017393650871?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/6067843017393650871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=6067843017393650871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6067843017393650871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6067843017393650871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-is-always-running-out.html' title='Time is always running out....'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SryYLof9x1I/AAAAAAAADWc/0l_4vtLKw5Q/s72-c/8935_1177396389362_1061685915_30541934_5347833_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-6674444974939309962</id><published>2009-09-08T17:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T17:53:09.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Already Gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SqYlbIZ5OlI/AAAAAAAADV8/wYQX71UC4nI/s1600-h/newgreen1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SqYlbIZ5OlI/AAAAAAAADV8/wYQX71UC4nI/s320/newgreen1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379027952983423570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the things we wanted&lt;br /&gt;Now all our memories,&lt;br /&gt;They're haunted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were always meant to say &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with our fists held high,&lt;br /&gt;It never would have worked out right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were never meant for do or die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want us to burn out&lt;br /&gt;I didn't come here to hurt you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;But..I can't stop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SqYpTAMnQwI/AAAAAAAADWU/esNzrCLo5ik/s1600-h/jfghjdghjh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SqYpTAMnQwI/AAAAAAAADWU/esNzrCLo5ik/s320/jfghjdghjh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379032211387794178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know...&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter where we take this road,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Someone's gotta go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't have loved me better&lt;br /&gt;But I want you to move on&lt;br /&gt;So..... I'm already gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you makes it harder,&lt;br /&gt;But I know that you'll find another.&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't always make you wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with the perfect conversation then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel the poison set in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Perfect" &lt;/span&gt;couldn't keep this love alive&lt;br /&gt;You know that I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I love you enough to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm already gone, already gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't make it feel right&lt;br /&gt;When you know that it's wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm already gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no moving on&lt;br /&gt;So.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already gone =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SqYotLzysLI/AAAAAAAADWM/rGCPiTS7N-w/s1600-h/z78638060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SqYotLzysLI/AAAAAAAADWM/rGCPiTS7N-w/s320/z78638060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379031561669882034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-6674444974939309962?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/6674444974939309962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=6674444974939309962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6674444974939309962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/6674444974939309962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/09/already-gone_08.html' title='Already Gone...'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SqYlbIZ5OlI/AAAAAAAADV8/wYQX71UC4nI/s72-c/newgreen1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-471674975610038369</id><published>2009-08-23T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T16:51:57.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky enough?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i just mentioned that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;my Bag got stolen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole night crying off and my eyes are swollen -.- lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course i did pray!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hard&lt;/span&gt;.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky enough, this morning, when my church service was bout to end, i received a call from Adrian, who's calling from Metropolitan College. He asked me bout whether is there any other &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Grace" &lt;/span&gt;at our foundation course and i dun recall any &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Grace"&lt;/span&gt; girl i known in our college, well, at least not in our batch that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian started off saying that there's this man bought a bag along with him and it belongs to some girl named &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Grace"&lt;/span&gt; My eyes twinkled. So, he started off saying that there's a diary inside and a diary which wrote alot of craps in it -.- which he obviously knew it's my diary and purposely talking crap some more -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After asking for further info bout what's inside the bag, i'm 100% sure that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;IT'S MY BAG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man told me that he founded my bag, dumped at some hokien industri area or smtg. Think it's some eating stuff place. Yeah.. it was down klang. He was kind enough to pick it up and browse through my stuff and somehow went online to check up for some further information which soon connected to my college and he dropped by in the morning to handle in the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never felt so lucky and relief in my whole life. Praise the Lord that He listened to my prayers =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was safe and sound except that my purse was missing. Which that means all my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;IC, license, ATM card&lt;/span&gt; all gone. But who cares anyway. Can make a new ones! As long my &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;RM260 sun glasses&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Jason's favourite new glasses &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Shi Yang's&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(my bestie)&lt;/span&gt; necklace&lt;/span&gt; is back and oh.. My fav book, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt; is back and all my other stuff.. i'm more than happy enough =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. i might have to go through all those application for new license and IC stuff =(&lt;br /&gt;which is kinda a troublesome thing to do. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant drive around anymore, unless i'm planning to drive illegally, again -.-&lt;br /&gt;Without &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the license&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;IC&lt;/span&gt;, parents wouldnt allow me to drive around as open as i wanted too. Well.. at least that's what &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;my Dad&lt;/span&gt; thinks, im not quite sure about my mum though i knew she wishes that i can be the one driving her around and not the other way round. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes another few cash for the car service and everything. Though we did claim insurance for our car's side mirrors but dad said it's not worth to ask them to pay for it bcoz it might double the payment towards the insurance company or smtg. ahh~ doesn't matter =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bag is back and that's wat really matters =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back to College tomorrow. Guess i'll be seeing familiar faces again and not forgetting to check out the new intake ppl ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SpECpvFnhhI/AAAAAAAADV0/QQiXqevK4lQ/s1600-h/Image231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SpECpvFnhhI/AAAAAAAADV0/QQiXqevK4lQ/s320/Image231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373078746467632658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;missed you guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thank You for staying beside me and give me a hug when i need you there, Joseph. And being supportive enough when the incident occur =) *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-471674975610038369?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/471674975610038369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=471674975610038369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/471674975610038369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/471674975610038369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/08/lucky-enough.html' title='Lucky enough?'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SpECpvFnhhI/AAAAAAAADV0/QQiXqevK4lQ/s72-c/Image231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-8268257861942801266</id><published>2009-08-22T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:56:23.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire Burning..</title><content type='html'>This post doesn't refer to anyone. Just &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt; who i do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went well today, until when my mum's car &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(which is not known as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; car bcoz my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;parents wouldnt allow me to have it) &lt;/span&gt;window got knock down by some &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;NOBODY&lt;/span&gt; and there goes my bag and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;MY EVERYTHING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just drop off my bag in the car for nearly only 10minutes +/- and i went up to the church hall so that i won't have to carry any heavy stuff when mum gets down. Soon, I received my mum's call. Telling me that the car's window had been knocked down and my bag was missing. I dun believe and i was actually smiling while i slowly take my time down the stairs from the hall. Yeah -.- i know it sounds stupid. Soon, seeing many ppl helping my mum out, cleaning the glasses of the broken window and i started running towards the car. Shouting repeatedly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Oh My God!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beg was gone, so were all my stuffs in the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Among all days, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;why today&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; day that i actually bring bag to church with stuffs that are my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My 5years old beg&lt;br /&gt;2. My 6years old pencil case&lt;br /&gt;3. My purse&lt;br /&gt;4. Bloody 20+ bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;(okay.. dun laugh -.- altho it's only 20+ but Gosh.. i used two weeks without any allowance from my dad to save those okay!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;5. My fav bottle&lt;br /&gt;6. My fav jacket&lt;br /&gt;7. My fav Breaking Dawn book, my heart ache miserably for that book -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SpDzF6T2tjI/AAAAAAAADVs/38bQ6bXlWXE/s1600-h/breaking_dawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SpDzF6T2tjI/AAAAAAAADVs/38bQ6bXlWXE/s320/breaking_dawn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373061638330431026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. IC&lt;br /&gt;9. License&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(which i just recently got it like.. one month ago. Bloody. now have to drive illegally, again -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. ATM card&lt;br /&gt;11. Pictures&lt;br /&gt;12. bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with these ppl man?! So desperate for money? sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why dun they just get a life and earn their own money. Gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i have the chance to find where are they. I dun care they even take a parang or watever. I'll use all my strength to run towards wherever they are and snatch my bag back!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just wan my bag and stuff back so desperately &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;You wan my money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Take it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I just wan my daMn stuff back!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just Give me back!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-8268257861942801266?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/8268257861942801266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=8268257861942801266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/8268257861942801266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/8268257861942801266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/08/fire-burning.html' title='Fire Burning..'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SpDzF6T2tjI/AAAAAAAADVs/38bQ6bXlWXE/s72-c/breaking_dawn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-5721335125829169079</id><published>2009-08-19T17:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:13:26.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P Cik Lai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SovTJ0C5WYI/AAAAAAAADVE/ClFGpt1s2d8/s1600-h/n118512429442_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SovTJ0C5WYI/AAAAAAAADVE/ClFGpt1s2d8/s320/n118512429442_11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371619146112522626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A picture of Cik Chai&lt;br /&gt;~ credits to YenMei =) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a School Fair this morning, helping out Adrian, a counsellor from my college. And all of a sudden, a message came in. It was from &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Bryan&lt;/span&gt;, a junior of mine from SMK USJ12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the message, he asked me bout do i know Cik Chai. So.. of course i said "yeah", with a smiley face on and i actually tease a lil. I felt funny after sending out the msg tho. Questions came popping out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Why is Bryan texting me early in the morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Shouldnt he be in school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Wassup suddenly mentioning bout Cik Chai? hmmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there it was. The second text came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"She passed away due to influenza H1N1 "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat there beside Adrian, start mumbling and soon became shouting "oh my god Oh My God.." i think i said it four time with increasing sound tone. I started pulling my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;What in the World???!!!&lt;br /&gt;How can this be??&lt;br /&gt;No Noo Nooo.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost started tearing there. I sat there in silence. Adrian was kind enough to give me my own space to think things off, i realized. lol. At least he just asked once and that's it. Instead of keep bugging "Are you okay?" lol.. it's sometimes annoying if ppl keep asking you that sentence too much -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue with the School Fair and my lift was over by noon. After lunch, i was back in my room again, chilling. Emotions shaking a lil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotted, a bulletin on the floor. Read it. Mentioning bout &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Death&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SovYZA12YSI/AAAAAAAADVU/PXFAvPyEz-8/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SovYZA12YSI/AAAAAAAADVU/PXFAvPyEz-8/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371624904803639586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is weak.&lt;br /&gt;Once it's gone, it's gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone will have their birthdays and someday.. eventually will have the end of their days.&lt;br /&gt;Some people are afraid of death and they try to hide from it.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow.. death will come to them, no matter how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible tells us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Everyone must die once, and after that be judged by God."&lt;br /&gt;~Hebrews9:27~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard you tried to hide from it,&lt;br /&gt;It will never go away.&lt;br /&gt;Be brave to face it,&lt;br /&gt;Try to find a way where you'll solve the judgement later on after you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that after death,&lt;br /&gt;Everything will turn into memory..&lt;br /&gt;Only His word and promises will stay with us.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will last..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Heaven, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is where we'll meet again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SovaPqu5KhI/AAAAAAAADVk/LO94UjIJ2OQ/s1600-h/Heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SovaPqu5KhI/AAAAAAAADVk/LO94UjIJ2OQ/s320/Heaven.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371626943273314834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Pn Yek&lt;/span&gt;, my most most most favourite teacher is now under quarantine because her desk was next to Cik Chai. God.. i pray that she'll be alright. If not.. i'll go insane bcoz she's like the best teacher that i've known and she knows me well enough. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;=========*==============*==============*============*================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank You.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Cik Chai, for being patient with us. You've been a great teacher and we'll never forget the things that you've done for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, for listening to my ramble. We manage to chat a lil back in the olden days.&lt;br /&gt;Talks, just between &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;Flashing back.. I laughed at myself for thinking how childish i was back then.&lt;br /&gt;Just a girl who's living in her fantasy world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, for educating me. Yes, we've all been a jerk back then in secondary.&lt;br /&gt;We laughed and teased at you in some ways, but i've always look up to you =)&lt;br /&gt;Things changed after we manage to have that talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, for asking my mum and tell her to take good care of me.&lt;br /&gt;And my mum said.. it's a lost to have a teacher like you...&lt;br /&gt;May we meet again back in Heaven =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to you, Cik Chai~!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-5721335125829169079?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/5721335125829169079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=5721335125829169079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/5721335125829169079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/5721335125829169079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/08/rip-cik-lai.html' title='R.I.P Cik Lai'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SovTJ0C5WYI/AAAAAAAADVE/ClFGpt1s2d8/s72-c/n118512429442_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-5644815430983409324</id><published>2009-08-15T22:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T19:01:18.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SobINlQq0eI/AAAAAAAADU0/gI_1lRYIGPo/s1600-h/130756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SobINlQq0eI/AAAAAAAADU0/gI_1lRYIGPo/s320/130756.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370199741351776738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you see through life&lt;br /&gt;You will see that there is so much more that we dun understand...&lt;br /&gt;And the only thing we really know is......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Things don't always go the way we planned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead us to a place,&lt;br /&gt;Guide us with your Grace.&lt;br /&gt;To a place where we'll be safe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you'll be our eyes...&lt;br /&gt;And watch us where we go........&lt;br /&gt;Help us to be wise.........................&lt;br /&gt;In times when we don't know........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this be our prayer..&lt;br /&gt;When we lose our way....&lt;br /&gt;Guide us back to the the path that you wan us to stay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SobI5YZ4DkI/AAAAAAAADU8/W37b5GlmZHc/s1600-h/abcdeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SobI5YZ4DkI/AAAAAAAADU8/W37b5GlmZHc/s320/abcdeg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370200493814976066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray we'll find your light..&lt;br /&gt;And hold it in our hearts.......&lt;br /&gt;When stars go out each night...&lt;br /&gt;Eternal light will shine..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this be our prayer&lt;br /&gt;When we lose our way,&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we'll know which place is the safest place to stay =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random post which doesnt mean anything. Well.. maybe a lil.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Edit:: I finally get to drive my dad's Vios for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;           It was awesome~!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-5644815430983409324?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/5644815430983409324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=5644815430983409324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/5644815430983409324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/5644815430983409324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/08/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SobINlQq0eI/AAAAAAAADU0/gI_1lRYIGPo/s72-c/130756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-5039777814449909998</id><published>2009-08-14T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:04:50.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G.I.Joe was awesome!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SoWKV8MxMjI/AAAAAAAADUc/JBEU1VZ0hR0/s1600-h/rn493ce7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SoWKV8MxMjI/AAAAAAAADUc/JBEU1VZ0hR0/s320/rn493ce7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369850240250753586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for G.I.Joe movie with Gen and Jason after finishing my working hours over at college, yesterday that is. Not to admit that it was kinda scary walking around without wearing a mask on when H1N1 is so hot on the news nowadays. Can die anytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.. the movie wasnt that bad tho. =)&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome~!!! Not to say the best la.. but it's good =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So humans.. it's worth the money to go watch that movie! =) lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SoWKWniuIVI/AAAAAAAADUk/zAAeyNjS_Nk/s1600-h/GIJoe.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SoWKWniuIVI/AAAAAAAADUk/zAAeyNjS_Nk/s320/GIJoe.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369850251885551954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a lil too overwhelming. The gadgets are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; but sadly it doesnt exist in our world =( ohh well.. just a random updates bout a movie bcoz this blog is real dead -.- doubt that anyone will read this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently having Sem break and yeah.. it's daRn bored. Holidays are suppose to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;!!! But i've gotta admit. The first week was bored like shit -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn.. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short and Sweet =)&lt;br /&gt;I'ma hit the sack. Nitez ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-5039777814449909998?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/5039777814449909998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=5039777814449909998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/5039777814449909998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/5039777814449909998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/08/gijoe-was-awesome.html' title='G.I.Joe was awesome!!!'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SoWKV8MxMjI/AAAAAAAADUc/JBEU1VZ0hR0/s72-c/rn493ce7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-4874374226558456316</id><published>2009-07-25T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T19:24:34.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bummed out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrlzUpVq6I/AAAAAAAADS8/1xGmOeUQY_I/s1600-h/DSCF0960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrlzUpVq6I/AAAAAAAADS8/1xGmOeUQY_I/s320/DSCF0960.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362350976216181666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Yawn..I'm freaking tired but i couldn't sleep now because if i sleep now, im never gonna be able to sleep tonight~!!! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Sigh.. how good is it if im like some people who can just sleep during the afternoons and can still sleep at night. Used to be that kinda person, but sadly im not one now anymore -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Not knowing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What To Do&lt;/span&gt;.. might as well just choose to update my blog =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went Nilai Inti College with piggie, daniel and ian today. Man, it was a long day. Thank God we drove over if not we'll be stuck there till God knows when. We were hanging around there, not til one hour, we took off. lol.. Some 40mins ride turn out to be less-than-an-hour-of-visitting. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;(forgive me, i dunno how to put it in sentence)&lt;/span&gt; -.- lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrkYTxaYwI/AAAAAAAADSs/ObWnJoEcEQk/s1600-h/DSCF0958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrkYTxaYwI/AAAAAAAADSs/ObWnJoEcEQk/s320/DSCF0958.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362349412613513986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;set to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrlzMX29WI/AAAAAAAADS0/CBBPJWOnBhw/s1600-h/DSCF0959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrlzMX29WI/AAAAAAAADS0/CBBPJWOnBhw/s320/DSCF0959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362350973995382114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;look at both of them man.. solid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Basically, it's just boring and there's nothing much we can to do. At last, we decided to hit somewhere else. Darn la.. disappointed man. No chicks around nilai inti -.-  this is what dan and ian said.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrlzwxYYeI/AAAAAAAADTE/NfByefC709I/s1600-h/DSCF0961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrlzwxYYeI/AAAAAAAADTE/NfByefC709I/s320/DSCF0961.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362350983766106594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;on the way back to the car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;tooken by Ian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Smrmx7ofCRI/AAAAAAAADTM/K9iUocfQ9qw/s1600-h/DSCF0962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Smrmx7ofCRI/AAAAAAAADTM/K9iUocfQ9qw/s320/DSCF0962.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362352051833473298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;tooken by Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;~yeap.. we're the two stalker at the back of those two xD~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Drove to sunway later on and 3 of us accompany piggie on her shopping spree. LoL.. we just followed and watched her trying on some dresses, shoes, belts and etc. Seriously, now i finally know how&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A GIRL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;really shops. It's insane man! But it's worth the ride and all =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;You know.. when you get to look at hot babes trying on some breath-taking dresses or clothes, why wouldn't you feel worth it? LoL.. no? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I just hope Ian and daniel wont go all work out tonight after looking at how breath taking piggie was today by trying on those gorgeous dresses etc.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;College life is not that bad after all.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;At least it's better compare to secondary =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Just cherish whatever there is that we have right now, because we'll never know how things will turn out later on =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Lastly, just some pictures to share bout during the passed few weeks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This is the life&lt;/span&gt; when you're happy hanging out with your friends&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrjZoM6vwI/AAAAAAAADRk/UJqdDZsT854/s1600-h/5335_1026378477518_1766998742_50996_8172690_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrjZoM6vwI/AAAAAAAADRk/UJqdDZsT854/s320/5335_1026378477518_1766998742_50996_8172690_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362348335765831426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i think this pic was taken by nuga if im not mistaken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;ian was stuck in the middle and daniel and i are squeezing him to death. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;we(dan and i) were both "fighting".. in some ways..LoL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrjZ8cyluI/AAAAAAAADRs/VghYPnkJzr8/s1600-h/5335_1026378517519_1766998742_50997_63951_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrjZ8cyluI/AAAAAAAADRs/VghYPnkJzr8/s320/5335_1026378517519_1766998742_50997_63951_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362348341201114850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;yup.. you can see how sufferring his face was LoL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrjaJjdSeI/AAAAAAAADR0/ldsOYIBlsTo/s1600-h/5335_1026378557520_1766998742_50998_5617252_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrjaJjdSeI/AAAAAAAADR0/ldsOYIBlsTo/s320/5335_1026378557520_1766998742_50998_5617252_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362348344718739938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;finally ian moved away and his arm is gone case la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;im just... exhausted. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Smrjaml0I8I/AAAAAAAADSE/c7AnPrzaKe4/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Smrjaml0I8I/AAAAAAAADSE/c7AnPrzaKe4/s320/DSC00266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362348352513254338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;one of the days when we're having our dinner at KFC b4 hitting nuga's place to study..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrkXG13cgI/AAAAAAAADSM/MEy8Py3TJX0/s1600-h/DSC00215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrkXG13cgI/AAAAAAAADSM/MEy8Py3TJX0/s320/DSC00215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362349391962665474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Checking out some chicks thru facebook at Nuga's place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;randomness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrkXRuHlBI/AAAAAAAADSU/G7RT-jPpalY/s1600-h/DSC08138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrkXRuHlBI/AAAAAAAADSU/G7RT-jPpalY/s320/DSC08138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362349394882958354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Chilling in the college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Dunno what are we looking at tho -.-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrnfSUWxKI/AAAAAAAADT8/9XfF8Wn8wi0/s1600-h/Image188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrnfSUWxKI/AAAAAAAADT8/9XfF8Wn8wi0/s320/Image188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362352831017174178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Smrnf4ooEBI/AAAAAAAADUE/pfbRhSjOimg/s1600-h/Image189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Smrnf4ooEBI/AAAAAAAADUE/pfbRhSjOimg/s320/Image189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362352841302741010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Smrmywh4YUI/AAAAAAAADTc/xNh4m_ApeiU/s1600-h/Image132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Smrmywh4YUI/AAAAAAAADTc/xNh4m_ApeiU/s320/Image132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362352066032853314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;lol.. emo-ing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrkXhHBjoI/AAAAAAAADSc/MwK9m3oFOEE/s1600-h/DSC08219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrkXhHBjoI/AAAAAAAADSc/MwK9m3oFOEE/s320/DSC08219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362349399013953154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Girls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;they just couldn't resist to camwhore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Have to just tag along -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrkX5y5xRI/AAAAAAAADSk/Bv3R0iuyarM/s1600-h/DSC08220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrkX5y5xRI/AAAAAAAADSk/Bv3R0iuyarM/s320/DSC08220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362349405640443154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrnfBJrmSI/AAAAAAAADT0/5uxdVLCJl6k/s1600-h/Image148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrnfBJrmSI/AAAAAAAADT0/5uxdVLCJl6k/s320/Image148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362352826408999202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Smrmzvz6CVI/AAAAAAAADTs/uVNOajSnRis/s1600-h/Image145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/Smrmzvz6CVI/AAAAAAAADTs/uVNOajSnRis/s320/Image145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362352083019893074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrmzRvaKfI/AAAAAAAADTk/JOTb-rHOyXA/s1600-h/Image144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrmzRvaKfI/AAAAAAAADTk/JOTb-rHOyXA/s320/Image144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362352074947963378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrmyaikioI/AAAAAAAADTU/-2KeeWbJGFQ/s1600-h/Image125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrmyaikioI/AAAAAAAADTU/-2KeeWbJGFQ/s320/Image125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362352060130167426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;yeah, i know.. -.- im in a mess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i was sweating man. the weather is just so daRn hot~!!! &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrngeBU0aI/AAAAAAAADUU/I-u-j4Jh1bE/s1600-h/Image177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrngeBU0aI/AAAAAAAADUU/I-u-j4Jh1bE/s320/Image177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362352851338449314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;br /&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/6875094241890825548-4874374226558456316?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/4874374226558456316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=4874374226558456316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4874374226558456316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4874374226558456316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/07/bummed-out.html' title='Bummed out'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmrlzUpVq6I/AAAAAAAADS8/1xGmOeUQY_I/s72-c/DSCF0960.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-4427268496759567474</id><published>2009-07-19T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T19:49:37.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Return Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmL_Vq7i7rI/AAAAAAAADRE/380Qyt2s-IQ/s1600-h/Picture1312252253vvv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmL_Vq7i7rI/AAAAAAAADRE/380Qyt2s-IQ/s320/Picture1312252253vvv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360127254290689714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Ever in your life, you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; that you're always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Running..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Hiding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Skipping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Bumming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Always hoping things will get better and better as each day passes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;But it only got worse when you're all alone and bumming into stuff which are unexpected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Whatever age we are, we can all think of a time when we wanted to be sure of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time when things are really true to us.&lt;br /&gt;A time when things can last...&lt;br /&gt;A time with no doubts but trust...&lt;br /&gt;A time to settle down and be true..&lt;br /&gt;A time when things will never end...&lt;br /&gt;A time when there's no more playing and hurting each other again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Life is like a highway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmL_VjdhHdI/AAAAAAAADRM/QxAU67pHQqE/s1600-h/speeding-highway-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmL_VjdhHdI/AAAAAAAADRM/QxAU67pHQqE/s320/speeding-highway-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360127252285693394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;You can speed as fast as you wan when you felt frustrated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Or even stop by to see some beautiful scenery along the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;You can see many different kinds of scenery as you drive down the long highway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Some may be &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;pleasant&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Some may be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;heartbreaking&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; anger&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Certain people knows what road they're taking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;But most, they just keep on driving down the road with no direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;It's true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Somehow things will come to an end, so does the highway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmMDoBJFuGI/AAAAAAAADRc/Xgj68JSjyMg/s1600-h/4ly5op2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmMDoBJFuGI/AAAAAAAADRc/Xgj68JSjyMg/s320/4ly5op2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360131967537231970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Ever since the beginning, we knew things were getting awkward..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Til i finally left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;When i got back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Things got worst and soon, it all became silence, like an ocean without living creatures in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Dead, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Lifeless, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;No movement, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and all things were hid underneath the surface.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;In a blink of an eye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;A year passed by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I left again, and this time, no turning back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I drive down the highway with a fragile heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Speeding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Not wanting to turn back and have a second look at it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Even tho deep down, i know this is the place where i belong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I knew..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SOMEDAY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SOMETIME..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SOMEHOW..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I would have to take a U-turn from this highway that im driving down now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Until you said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;My mind is spinning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;You're leaving soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I knew that all along...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Time is running out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;What am i suppose to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Turn back and forget everything and face the awkwardness again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I couldn't even remember how you even look like anymore~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Just a blurry image that i couldn't even remember even tho i tried to flashback my memories..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Gradually, i began to lost myself on the highway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Feeling all alone and locking myself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Thought that i could find new friendships to build up and grow together to cover up that pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Until, I bummed into a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I thought i was doing it right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I thought.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;"hey..hmmm..maybe this friendship will work out? why not give it a try?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;And there it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;But.... i was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I didnt know what else to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Was it all a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;It was obvious enough that the answer is&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"YES"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I got knock down in the end, hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Im just trying to be a good friend and be there for them when they really need someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;And all i ever get...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Is just a shoots and bullshit crap..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Not even a single &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"thank you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; LoL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Not to deny that i was broken....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Until one day, i read a versus in the bible.. it said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Remember, I will be with you and protect you wherever you go, and I will bring you back to this land. I will not leave you until I have done all that I have promised you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Genesis28:15~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Recalling another versus when Jesus was hung on the cross..  He used to say :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Forgive them Father, for they do not know what they're doing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;It really warm me up.. more or less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;On the second day, a sister in Christ told me that it's all bout humbling yourself down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;People makes mistakes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Things happen and that's why we learn from there and grow instead of blaming others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmL_VHJ5axI/AAAAAAAADQ8/dbj0ArwxNCQ/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmL_VHJ5axI/AAAAAAAADQ8/dbj0ArwxNCQ/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360127244687207186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;So, finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Things were getting back to path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I made my final decision by taking a U-turn from that highway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Im coming back to a place where i knew what's best for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Im not gonna drive down on highways that i know that in the end i'll find &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Few days later, i found another few friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I doubt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I struggle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Not knowing how will it turn out again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;But.. why not give it another try?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Life is always bout learning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Wasn't it? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes, we dun know what we have until when it is gone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;==========*==========*==========*============*==========*============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmMAmBPy8zI/AAAAAAAADRU/Mf0BToDRpBg/s1600-h/80df.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmMAmBPy8zI/AAAAAAAADRU/Mf0BToDRpBg/s320/80df.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360128634670740274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;So dear readers, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;(if you're ever reading this til the last that is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Here's a few questions for you and me to think bout.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Do we ever live for the moment and have eyes only for what is attracting us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Do we ever take advantage of others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;What scale do we use to make our decisions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Because sometimes, out of our realization, we hurt others in some ways when we did those decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Sometimes, we even hurt them and we blame them at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;How focus are you on some pain from the past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;The pain may not only still pierce your heart but also lead you to wonder if you'll ever see a day without it. &lt;/span&gt;No?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Im sure more or less.. some of us been through it and the taste wasnt pleasant =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;So.. if you wan how others to treat you, you should start by treating others too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Think bout it, alright? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Great days ahead ppl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Cheers~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-4427268496759567474?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/4427268496759567474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=4427268496759567474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4427268496759567474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/4427268496759567474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/07/return-trip.html' title='Return Trip'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmL_Vq7i7rI/AAAAAAAADRE/380Qyt2s-IQ/s72-c/Picture1312252253vvv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-1670606200180156773</id><published>2009-07-17T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T18:44:34.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBHt2FrPQI/AAAAAAAADOU/Tkdq1e99fEQ/s1600-h/DSC00252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBHt2FrPQI/AAAAAAAADOU/Tkdq1e99fEQ/s320/DSC00252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359362409509895426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Hmmm.. dun really have much to update tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Accounting test is coming up next tuesday and final is just two weeks ahead and im enjoying myself still. Die la &gt;&lt; Been over to Nuga's place very often these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Yesterday, Daniel just saw some babes there when we're on our way in to the condo. But oh well.. his too scared and shy to stay and watch them swim. Awww~ LoL.. but.. they look so tall and old for him -.- hmmm.. maybe he just love older chicks? xD hahaha..    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Been skipping classes lately. No motivation. Yes &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; but i really couldnt stop myself from yawning, espec for Mr Andrew's class. Sometimes, even the way when he look at you, gosh.. *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Yawn.. Just a short update and now.....  im off...    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBHuB5yAUI/AAAAAAAADOc/w_bWD4aO9Uk/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBHuB5yAUI/AAAAAAAADOc/w_bWD4aO9Uk/s320/DSC00255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359362412681232706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is what we do when we're bored&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBHucO_kZI/AAAAAAAADOk/eXRxiuFB7F8/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBHucO_kZI/AAAAAAAADOk/eXRxiuFB7F8/s320/DSC00256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359362419749523858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBItLUNkoI/AAAAAAAADPs/cVj2J0epG9Y/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBItLUNkoI/AAAAAAAADPs/cVj2J0epG9Y/s320/Image030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359363497539768962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeap.. she just got out from tanjung rambutan&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBItWFciVI/AAAAAAAADP0/4tYJ_XarLYU/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBItWFciVI/AAAAAAAADP0/4tYJ_XarLYU/s320/Image031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359363500430625106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBSRebqfMI/AAAAAAAADQ0/qF9fIbUk7Es/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBSRebqfMI/AAAAAAAADQ0/qF9fIbUk7Es/s320/Image037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359374016751238338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBHupRrEzI/AAAAAAAADOs/VT4mDQqJxEs/s1600-h/DSC07578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBHupRrEzI/AAAAAAAADOs/VT4mDQqJxEs/s320/DSC07578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359362423250424626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBIt-iOc5I/AAAAAAAADP8/Rog9J98ga5M/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBIt-iOc5I/AAAAAAAADP8/Rog9J98ga5M/s320/Image033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359363511288755090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;nuga and wai kei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBIuFRGvpI/AAAAAAAADQE/36kAwyUq-d4/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBIuFRGvpI/AAAAAAAADQE/36kAwyUq-d4/s320/Image035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359363513095995026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBPgHvNFdI/AAAAAAAADQM/vN3XzYbRIDA/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBPgHvNFdI/AAAAAAAADQM/vN3XzYbRIDA/s320/Image036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359370969822336466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBPgpoen0I/AAAAAAAADQU/5F2nmD9fMAY/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBPgpoen0I/AAAAAAAADQU/5F2nmD9fMAY/s320/Image038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359370978920931138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBPiRZRBJI/AAAAAAAADQs/tkGebhPHGQY/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBPiRZRBJI/AAAAAAAADQs/tkGebhPHGQY/s320/Image042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359371006774412434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;shir gie and nuga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBPhfDOJQI/AAAAAAAADQc/25E7B0CqRLk/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBPhfDOJQI/AAAAAAAADQc/25E7B0CqRLk/s320/Image039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359370993260176642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i just love playing with her hair =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBPh1EKb_I/AAAAAAAADQk/zPfGud8XJcw/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBPh1EKb_I/AAAAAAAADQk/zPfGud8XJcw/s320/Image041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359370999169708018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBIRxLFldI/AAAAAAAADPU/Wx7zPadMSlE/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBIRxLFldI/AAAAAAAADPU/Wx7zPadMSlE/s320/Image018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359363026665706962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;look at her, trying to show off but at the main time look so hot xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;*that sounded so wrong &gt;&lt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;but im right, right? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Back at Nuga's condo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBISEbvriI/AAAAAAAADPc/e9qw0rSj3JA/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBISEbvriI/AAAAAAAADPc/e9qw0rSj3JA/s320/Image025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359363031835848226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBIQ_TZDdI/AAAAAAAADO8/doryH7pX51M/s1600-h/DSC08183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBIQ_TZDdI/AAAAAAAADO8/doryH7pX51M/s320/DSC08183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359363013278764498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;nothing else better to do -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBIRsETXvI/AAAAAAAADPM/l2bjKUwuSPg/s1600-h/DSC08185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBIRsETXvI/AAAAAAAADPM/l2bjKUwuSPg/s320/DSC08185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359363025295073010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;oh yeah, she's pulling me face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBIRIm35ZI/AAAAAAAADPE/g1DBsj6Hjvo/s1600-h/DSC08184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBIRIm35ZI/AAAAAAAADPE/g1DBsj6Hjvo/s320/DSC08184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359363015776396690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;, we're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;making out~!!! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead ppl.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*Daniel:: if you're reading this, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NEVER EVER EVER&lt;/span&gt; use that stupid "PeTer" guy of yours -.- thank God i still can sleep at night, if not im so gonna stomp over to your house and make you not to sleep for the whole night -.- And i'll &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;DO IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-1670606200180156773?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/1670606200180156773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=1670606200180156773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1670606200180156773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1670606200180156773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/07/short-update.html' title='Short update'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SmBHt2FrPQI/AAAAAAAADOU/Tkdq1e99fEQ/s72-c/DSC00252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-1617427177536731914</id><published>2009-07-09T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:03:34.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Climb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlXNbWsq5_I/AAAAAAAADOM/ICXMI0k-128/s1600-h/DSCI05832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlXNbWsq5_I/AAAAAAAADOM/ICXMI0k-128/s320/DSCI05832.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356413201660176370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I can almost see it,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dream I'm dreaming.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's a voice inside my head says&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never reach it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step I'm taking..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make feels lost with no direction&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My faith is shaking&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've gotta keep trying,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep my head held high.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be an up-hill battle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Climb&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;The struggles I'm facing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chances I'm taking.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes might knock me down but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No~!!! I'm not breaking.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not know it,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but these are the moments that I'm gonna remember most, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta keep going..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;And i gotta be strong...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on.....&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on moving&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep climbing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It's all about the climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your faith...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;===========*================*=============*===============*===========&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song really inspire me in someways.&lt;br /&gt;Every night when i found it hard to sleep, im always tuning in to this song. lol..&lt;br /&gt;It has become my lullaby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.. miley cyrus's  voice wasn't that nice &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;(sorry to her fans)&lt;/span&gt; but seriously la.. sometimes her voice really gives me the shivers =/ lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. just a short update. Something to talk bout =) no harm right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something is seriously wrong with me man. I think im getting insomnia and my appetite is totally off the hook. I can lie on my bed for 2hours then only finally dozed off, sometimes even more than that. I skipped breakfast, lunch. sometimes even dinner and not feel hungry at all. Used to be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;BIG EATER&lt;/span&gt; but somehow everything changed starting from last wed  -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. what's happening man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. i just hope i'll get over with it soon. I need some desperate sleep and a good appetite like b4 man. &gt;&lt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn.. tired. Just got back from station one bout one hour ago after our Malaysian Studies class. Hanging out with daniel, nuga and piggie =) and daniel dropped me off. Gosh.. puke on the way for like how many times weh. crazyness.. thank God didnt puke in Daniel's car la if not.. man. Wouldn't wanna imagine wat happen next. probably have to help him clean his car and not allow to sit his car in the future or i have to walk back home by myself. lol.. xD   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wookie~ im'a buzz now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get going to go down klang for church =)    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great days ahead ppl..   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~!!! =)    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~    &lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Love is life.&lt;br /&gt;And if you miss love, you miss life =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-1617427177536731914?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/1617427177536731914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=1617427177536731914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1617427177536731914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1617427177536731914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/07/climb.html' title='The Climb'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlXNbWsq5_I/AAAAAAAADOM/ICXMI0k-128/s72-c/DSCI05832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-3945752098823284220</id><published>2009-07-05T11:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T12:09:31.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAbEZc0WUI/AAAAAAAADM0/uTHr_129c8s/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAbEZc0WUI/AAAAAAAADM0/uTHr_129c8s/s320/DSC00232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354809719308704066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll let my post start off with a picture of a monster, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt;. lol.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;*hope he'll not kill me for this even tho i doubt he'll ever read this xD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Things are getting better and better in college =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I almost died from boredomness for the passed one month. lol.. but i'll take that back now =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Obviously, things do happened along the way. Just that.. well.. all we could do is just forget and forgive. That's all it takes to heal that fragile part of your body =) maybe that person might not felt it.. ahh.. but as long they're happy, things are cool. Just a lil time out will do the rest of the work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been out almost everyday ever since wed night. LoL. Just hanging with a bunch of jokers. lol.. i've made them gone crazy and wild and everyone's crazy laughing and all. And i hope it's a start of something new =) but honestly, i haven been laughing and feeling so good and joyful ever since form3. lol.. it really made my day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAbD983-AI/AAAAAAAADMk/YWN562HQyI0/s1600-h/DSC00230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAbD983-AI/AAAAAAAADMk/YWN562HQyI0/s320/DSC00230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354809711926966274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Nuga, teaching daniel. fuiyo.. she's staring. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAbEBpn3vI/AAAAAAAADMs/J1-ddQDY9QM/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAbEBpn3vI/AAAAAAAADMs/J1-ddQDY9QM/s320/DSC00231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354809712919961330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;It's a wednesday night. Daniel and I went over to Nuga's condo to study math. Since nuga is one of the good-in-explaning type of person and i suck at it -.- so why not? And this is when nuga and daniel first met and talk =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;We have so so much fun and everyone's always laughing. LoL.. but of course, we do our work at the same time too la. Not forgetting, me and piggie are always interrupting when nuga's teaching daniel. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Later tat night, Daniel sent piggie home and he dropped me too. All thanks to him. Why? Because of him telling me that we might have dinner first only head over to Nuga's condo, ended up we were there at 7 and by the time we left and send piggie home, it's nearly 11. How to eat dinner la? Didnt eat in the end lo and the next day i hit the toilet for like 3times due to terrible tummy ache -.-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;On thursday night, wow. After 2killing papers, at night go eat steamboat as a celebration with another gang~!!! Damn full weh.. We are allowed to eat as much as we like and it only cost for RM22 per head. Had ice cream as a closing too =) Was suppose to go for pool with them, but haih.. better go home. Parents wouldnt be happy if i come home at 11.30pm, or later =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;On friday, nuga, piggie and shir gie came over to my house. They're doing their malaysian study thingy while I left them at my house and went out with daniel to accompany him to eat his so-called-lunch. I cant even believe tat he had a bubble tea during lunch time with a fren of his and not eat anything later that.. and tahan til 6pm only go makan -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;And lastly, on saturday. Just an outing with the girls. Daniel was suppose to come~!!! im gonna whack and smack that fella, hard when he comes to pick me up on monday -.- lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAiZ9Uo2LI/AAAAAAAADM8/LGNoWwmChoM/s1600-h/DSCF0790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAiZ9Uo2LI/AAAAAAAADM8/LGNoWwmChoM/s320/DSCF0790.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354817786296719538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Yawn...That's all for today.. man.. like grandma story -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;sorry. ntg nice and special. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Great days ahead ppl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;i'll let the pictures do the talking =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAiacbTrHI/AAAAAAAADNM/Xhfs_2ssWTM/s1600-h/DSCF0792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAiacbTrHI/AAAAAAAADNM/Xhfs_2ssWTM/s320/DSCF0792.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354817794646191218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;piggie and nuga =)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAibPmOO8I/AAAAAAAADNc/dMuIiOLwfak/s1600-h/DSCF0794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAibPmOO8I/AAAAAAAADNc/dMuIiOLwfak/s320/DSCF0794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354817808382180290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAkNAAhmlI/AAAAAAAADNk/Gt5QaGIE3Gc/s1600-h/DSCF0795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAkNAAhmlI/AAAAAAAADNk/Gt5QaGIE3Gc/s320/DSCF0795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354819762702621266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAkOvUBkAI/AAAAAAAADN8/_tHGHETUK8c/s1600-h/DSCF0798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAkOvUBkAI/AAAAAAAADN8/_tHGHETUK8c/s320/DSCF0798.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354819792580743170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAkOAuUyVI/AAAAAAAADN0/U-ab-RUTy3A/s1600-h/DSCF0797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAkOAuUyVI/AAAAAAAADN0/U-ab-RUTy3A/s320/DSCF0797.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354819780074588498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;face problem. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;me of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;nuga's perfectly beautiful ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAnX-Y30lI/AAAAAAAADOE/ZMVaASatrXI/s1600-h/DSC08102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAnX-Y30lI/AAAAAAAADOE/ZMVaASatrXI/s320/DSC08102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354823249781314130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAiaHuxLOI/AAAAAAAADNE/j5xyxrLek3U/s1600-h/DSCF0791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAiaHuxLOI/AAAAAAAADNE/j5xyxrLek3U/s320/DSCF0791.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354817789090671842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Toodles~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-3945752098823284220?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/3945752098823284220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=3945752098823284220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/3945752098823284220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/3945752098823284220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekdays.html' title='The weekdays'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SlAbEZc0WUI/AAAAAAAADM0/uTHr_129c8s/s72-c/DSC00232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-390370920803837253</id><published>2009-06-29T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:30:50.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SkiI-gsTpdI/AAAAAAAADMc/z-C3oRVEQs8/s1600-h/art3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SkiI-gsTpdI/AAAAAAAADMc/z-C3oRVEQs8/s320/art3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352678764638873042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Sometime, when all life's lessons have been learned,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;The sun and stars forevermore have set,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;The things which our weak judgments here have spurned,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;The things over which we grieved with lashes wet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Will flash before us out of life's dark night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;As stars shine most in deeper tints of blue;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;And we shall see how all God's plan are right,&lt;br /&gt;And how what seemed reproof was love most true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Then be content poor heart;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;God's plans, like lilies pure and white, unfold;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;We must not tear the close-shut leaves apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Time will reveal the chalices of gold.&lt;br /&gt;And if, through patient toil, we reach the land&lt;br /&gt;Where tired feet, with sandals loosed, may rest,&lt;br /&gt;When we shall clearly see and understand,&lt;br /&gt;I think that we will say ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"God knew the best!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SkiIgi0kqnI/AAAAAAAADMU/X2bYnzWxGME/s1600-h/reach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SkiIgi0kqnI/AAAAAAAADMU/X2bYnzWxGME/s320/reach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352678249814338162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-390370920803837253?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/390370920803837253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=390370920803837253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/390370920803837253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/390370920803837253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometime.html' title='Sometime'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SkiI-gsTpdI/AAAAAAAADMc/z-C3oRVEQs8/s72-c/art3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-1082218063903548409</id><published>2009-06-28T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:37:48.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson, memorable of the king of pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SkdvrFiLAbI/AAAAAAAADL0/SzTwiwLfsCU/s1600-h/michael_jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SkdvrFiLAbI/AAAAAAAADL0/SzTwiwLfsCU/s320/michael_jackson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352369468163686834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Wowww.. it really blew me away. The news of Michael Jackson's death is shocking. I know it's been like 3days or 4days ago that he'd passed away. But well.. i just didnt get the chance to update bout it due to computer got reformat -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Knew it from my sister when i was picking her up from her tuition and she told me. The news is so shocking til i almost lose my focus on the road @.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Anyway.. i've been reading as many articles bout him.And i've been thinking bout it. so.. my prediction is that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Why and how he'd ended up like this today is because that.. well.. probably the lack of a father's love? Maybe? i dunno.. But that's what i predict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A father's love is very precious and unique.&lt;br /&gt;Different fathers express their love in different ways.&lt;br /&gt;Some thru words, some thru actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Earlier, I've read bout a friend writing a post bout his dad on father's day and i cherish that man because he had, and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; IS&lt;/span&gt; a successful man bcoz he had taught his son well and build a successful family =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Im sure &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A father&lt;/span&gt; is an every guys idol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;The way a Dad treat his child and the things that he do in front of them will be recorded like a recorder into their minds, espec for young boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;In the future, their sons will treat their children as how'd their dad had once taught or treat them =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Well.. i felt sorry for Michael Jackson bcoz he had never tasted a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Father's love&lt;/span&gt;. He always wanted that but all he got from his father was abusement. His life had been harder than anyone else. Although im not him or not knowing him much but im positively sure bout that =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SkdvrLtdFCI/AAAAAAAADL8/ZVXIcOkbv-E/s1600-h/n92678699554_5200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SkdvrLtdFCI/AAAAAAAADL8/ZVXIcOkbv-E/s320/n92678699554_5200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352369469821621282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;His whole life was on the wrong track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And his life ended just like that.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;So boys/guys out there, do the right thing and make right decisions because in the future, you might be telling your kids how their father was once was. LoL. And more testimonies will be share between you and your child ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;*huGz!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Great days ahead ppl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Love is the immortal flow of energy that nourishes, extends and preserves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's etermal goal is life.&lt;/span&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/6875094241890825548-1082218063903548409?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/1082218063903548409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=1082218063903548409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1082218063903548409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/1082218063903548409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-memorable-of-king-of.html' title='Michael Jackson, memorable of the king of pop'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SkdvrFiLAbI/AAAAAAAADL0/SzTwiwLfsCU/s72-c/michael_jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-5847593048297154977</id><published>2009-06-16T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:49:22.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is there more in life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SjdN24ieDWI/AAAAAAAADLk/WGK03tT4YYM/s1600-h/z63238010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SjdN24ieDWI/AAAAAAAADLk/WGK03tT4YYM/s320/z63238010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347828687810989410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it's all bout giving up and let go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what is there more that i have to lose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SjdOUHbhyPI/AAAAAAAADLs/l3WxyRyqVGE/s1600-h/benchgreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SjdOUHbhyPI/AAAAAAAADLs/l3WxyRyqVGE/s320/benchgreen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347829190024612082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;~GraceKoh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6875094241890825548-5847593048297154977?l=small-littlegrape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/feeds/5847593048297154977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6875094241890825548&amp;postID=5847593048297154977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/5847593048297154977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6875094241890825548/posts/default/5847593048297154977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://small-littlegrape.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-there-more-in-life.html' title='what is there more in life?'/><author><name>little grapie =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08652220911481679381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/S4v3RaCq1eI/AAAAAAAADsI/y7aNzs8xGe4/S220/19634_1349397384737_1525432659_30886753_7687630_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SjdN24ieDWI/AAAAAAAADLk/WGK03tT4YYM/s72-c/z63238010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875094241890825548.post-8009840858136926747</id><published>2009-05-30T15:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T15:48:27.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day, rotting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SiDhdnrkzjI/AAAAAAAADLM/rWVDb7Ijvuk/s1600-h/DSC00185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vBGD4lQ5xIc/SiDhdnrkzjI/AAAAAAAADLM/rWVDb7Ijvuk/s320/DSC00185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341517057045614130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Bored......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;BORED.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Currently rotting at home and im bored out. It's saturday and the weather is so hot. Ever since yesterday there's been thick haze around, especially if you ever went down to Klang, it's way much more worse compare to subang area. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So ppl, do drink lots of water and take good care of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Anyway.. i'll just update a lil and im off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Yesterday had my first presentation in college. Everyone's been preparing ever since monday or so.. i just prepared on thursday night. weell.. at least it's a late late night.. bout
