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/><category term="hot" /><category term="health" /><category term="Man Utd" /><category term="infants" /><category term="miley cyrus" /><category term="akma" /><category term="full moon" /><title>My Thoughts....</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" 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this past year.</title><content type="html">So here I am again snailing towards my 17th day of the challenge. As how the title says, am gonna talk about how 2011 was. I did a post about 2011 a few days after the new year countdowns but I think I didn't put in enough stuffs in there hence here I am.&lt;br /&gt;
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Above is the link for my overview of 2011. Basically 2011 was a year where I didn't really have much significant highs but I certainly had 1 significant low which I think I will never ever be able to overcome for the rest of my life regardless of whatever I was to do.&lt;br /&gt;
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Before I go into details of that event, I shall talk a little about 1 of my mini achievement and how it fell short of being a proper 1.&lt;br /&gt;
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So yea I bought that bike. My 1st ever bike and it was a 180cc scooter! But how it fell short of being a proper high?&lt;br /&gt;
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Yep I had an accident. Why? I got no idea and I still don't know how I even crashed all I remember is me sliding on the road. I was lucky because my friend was behind me and she saved me. Since then bike key has been taken away from me. No more bikey. ='(&lt;br /&gt;
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Now about the big low point that I was talking about earlier. I am the biggest fool of 2011 as I threw away the one person who really loved me for reasons that I still can't exactly comprehend. Ever since both of us have gone some distance with memories we would love to forget.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've realized my mistake ever since and have been trying to make it up but I know that what I did has no retribution to it. Regardless of whatever that I was to do even to serve for the rest of my life would not be enough. Something I would certainly not forget for the rest of my life. The pain I caused has caused me more pain.&lt;br /&gt;
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Words are never gonna be enough and I've run outa words to explain about the whole thing. However I have pledged myself to make things better though.&lt;br /&gt;
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So yea part of my 2011 over here. You could also check below url for more details on my review of 2011.&lt;br /&gt;
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I shall end this post. I wish I could say it but I rather not piss or upset you.&lt;br /&gt;
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I shall be back with more updates. Sorry for such an emotional post. Till the next time, cheers people!&lt;br /&gt;
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Below is the official trailer and followed by the plot.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Kate Beckinsale, star of the first two films, returns in her lead
 role as the vampire warrioress Selene, who escapes imprisonment to find
 herself in a world where humans have discovered the existence of both 
Vampire and Lycan clans, and are conducting an all-out war to eradicate 
both immortal species.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Six months after the events of Underworld: Evolution, Selene (Kate Beckinsale)
 was captured by humans. Eventually both government officials and the 
public learn about the existence of the two immortal species of Vampires
 and Lycans (Werewolves). A crusade and all-out war has begun: study and
 eradicate.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt; After being imprisoned in cryogenic suspension for 12 years,
 Selene manages to escape the facility. During the same time, another 
suspect has also escaped the same facility that Selene was in. The 
suspect was Eve (India Eisley), a hybrid who is the key to ending the war.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So that's the main plot for the movie but be prepared for lots and lots of action as this is packed with it though Selene's role sticks mostly to her favorite hand guns. Would have loved to see her wielding those metal weapons though.&lt;br /&gt;
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Watching this show on 3D was awesome since I watched the previous sequels on DVD. Well as we all know there is gonna be another edition to this the 5th Underworld and I am looking forward for it. Just before that I am biting my nails waiting for ......&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FlWv0nSLkOM/TxZf4rO_htI/AAAAAAAAAK8/FB_j3h78GFY/s1600/resident_evil_retribution.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FlWv0nSLkOM/TxZf4rO_htI/AAAAAAAAAK8/FB_j3h78GFY/s400/resident_evil_retribution.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So that's all for now. But just to let you guys know, I might have a slow month from now onwards but I will certainly be back after my birthday! Don't know when its my birthday? Do your research! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-7299720082489237420?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/OO65ErF6VpY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7299720082489237420/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=7299720082489237420" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/7299720082489237420?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/7299720082489237420?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/OO65ErF6VpY/underworld-awakening.html" title="Underworld : The awakening." /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h_hjlbtBwSI/TxZb2qD9UcI/AAAAAAAAAKc/3aRHppdeUqU/s72-c/hr_Underworld_Awakening_4.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/underworld-awakening.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4NRXYyfCp7ImA9WhRVFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-5483828326304833269</id><published>2012-01-14T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T14:53:14.894+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-14T14:53:14.894+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="challenge" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><title>Day 16 : Your views on mainstream music.</title><content type="html">Wow, this is a tough 1 to talk about. I am a music lover but I only listen to music that I find catchy. So basically I don't really support 1 particular band or artist but I support their work. I don't know if I am kinda contradicting myself. *poker face*&lt;br /&gt;
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However, recently I am really attracted to some youtube talents who do covers of established singers. Though it isn't their own, I find that they produce much better versions compared to the artists themselves. No disrespect to them artists, but sometimes certain type of songs suites better with certain type of music.&lt;br /&gt;
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For instance, recent hit by Katy Perry - The one that got away. The original version took away the feel of the song as it was too hyped up for quite an emotional song. Then I found 1 version by Boyce Avenue&lt;br /&gt;
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And via their post, I found&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="The One That Got Away - Katy Perry (Cover by Tiffany Alvord &amp;amp; Chester See)"&gt; Tiffany Alvord &amp;amp; Chester See's cover of the same song and I thought to myself, "OMG! This version is way more complete than any that I ever came across."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="The One That Got Away - Katy Perry (Cover by Tiffany Alvord &amp;amp; Chester See)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="The One That Got Away - Katy Perry (Cover by Tiffany Alvord &amp;amp; Chester See)"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/K0-ucWKiTps" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="The One That Got Away - Katy Perry (Cover by Tiffany Alvord &amp;amp; Chester See)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="The One That Got Away - Katy Perry (Cover by Tiffany Alvord &amp;amp; Chester See)"&gt;This version really carries a lot of emotions in it. If you really understand the lyrics am pretty sure that this version would leave a mark within you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="The One That Got Away - Katy Perry (Cover by Tiffany Alvord &amp;amp; Chester See)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="The One That Got Away - Katy Perry (Cover by Tiffany Alvord &amp;amp; Chester See)"&gt;Anyways, coming back to the main topic, the music nowdays come in every styles. Some suitable and some aren't. While some you might be thinking " Why the f*** was this even made in the 1st place!" kinda stuff. But however, am sure there are people who enjoy them cause everybody have their own preferences.*wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="The One That Got Away - Katy Perry (Cover by Tiffany Alvord &amp;amp; Chester See)"&gt;While for me, I listen to any language song as long as it catches my attention. For instance, my phone has English, Korean, Japanese, Tamil, Chinese, Malay, and Spanish songs. So if you know nice songs do share with me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="The One That Got Away - Katy Perry (Cover by Tiffany Alvord &amp;amp; Chester See)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="The One That Got Away - Katy Perry (Cover by Tiffany Alvord &amp;amp; Chester See)"&gt;Am done with my day 16th post. Though am not quite sure if I even did hit the topic or not. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="The One That Got Away - Katy Perry (Cover by Tiffany Alvord &amp;amp; Chester See)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long-title" dir="ltr" id="eow-title" title="The One That Got Away - Katy Perry (Cover by Tiffany Alvord &amp;amp; Chester See)"&gt;More updates coming your way guys!! &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/6235334795991544021-5483828326304833269?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/WfnofD4FxRs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5483828326304833269/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=5483828326304833269" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/5483828326304833269?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/5483828326304833269?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/WfnofD4FxRs/day-16-your-views-on-mainstream-music.html" title="Day 16 : Your views on mainstream music." /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/Aro4UBXVa-c/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-16-your-views-on-mainstream-music.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04DQnwzfSp7ImA9WhRVFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-7697550319116792103</id><published>2012-01-14T14:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T15:46:13.285+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-16T15:46:13.285+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="challenge" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><title>Day 15 - Your favourite Tumblrs</title><content type="html">Oh well since I got some time to kill might as well I just get another update going right? So later on atleast I could brag that I made it to the half line of this challenge!! (though it took me a year to reach it... =.=")&lt;br /&gt;
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So day 15 topic would be my favourite Tumblrs. Though I don't have any Tumblr account, I do check this 2 Tumblr accounts once in a blue moon. Am not gonna say anything but just click on the URL below here to get access to them aight?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://liveinalovestory.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://liveinalovestory.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://secret-letter.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://secret-letter.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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However, there is this 1 particular blog that often steals my heart everytime I see an update. I forgot how I came across this blog but honestly, the author puts everything so beautiful that it is just purely for those who could understand those deep meanings.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iwrotethisforyou.me/"&gt;http://www.iwrotethisforyou.me&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It's not Tumblr but a normal blog with lotsa awesome photography and quotes. I've followed this group since I think about 2 years now. Go check them out!&lt;br /&gt;
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So these are a few sites that I often play around with. I rarely go blog hopping as I don't know many bloggers except a few friends like them below.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://alletsstella.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://alletsstella.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://iamnotperfect-waimun.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://iamnotperfect-waimun.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://annejuicy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://annejuicy.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingpauline.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://beingpauline.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Each blog has different styles compared to mine but still I like their stuff. Some of you guys might have dropped by 1 of these blogs but I assure you, follow them so you can keep updated with their stuffs! It's always nice to make friends, no? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;
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I suppose am done with 15th day topic for now. LOL Ciao ciao!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyways, getting back to the topic. My earliest memories..... Hmmm.... This is really tough as my childhood memories are really jumbled up as I moved quite a lot here and there but don't quite know which comes first and so on.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, 1 memory that would always be in my head is when I was about 4-5 years old or maybe even 3 plus I don't remember. Well I used to have this pedal car (remember it was a blue BMW) which I used to ride everyday from 5.00-6.30pm without fail. And I used to do all sorts of stun car driving that some people actually thought that I had some good driving skills since back then!&lt;br /&gt;
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Though I don't quite remember what happened to it and until when I was riding it, I still remember the feel of driving it. I remember the pain I get from stepping on those metal pedals just for the sake of my own thrill of driving fast.&lt;br /&gt;
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I remember it kinda looked like this picture above though it was blue and it was BMW! LOL. Other than this memory I remember I used to have a mini BMX bike too! That was when I was around 5-6 years old.&lt;/div&gt;
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Another toy brings another memory. Used to cycle around as fast as I could go overtaking my sisters and cousins who used to play together. When they were not around I would cycle around my housing grounds as my house during those times were often corner lot houses hence we had quite some space. During those times I would practice those X-games styled moves some with precised success rate while some other not even close.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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But once I kinda tried to jump over a small drain in my house ground which normally I would have passed with my hands of the bar, I crashed straight into that drain while the bicycle handle just stabbed into my stomach and I hung there too scared to ask for help from my mom and also due to shock. After getting off the bike, parked it and sat in the house very quietly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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My ever observant mom knew something was not up as I never come back in as early as 5.30pm when I just went out at 5pm to play. So she asked me and somehow found out that I was hurt. I will never forget the beating I got for being an idiot. :'(&lt;/div&gt;
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Well I suppose this are a few memories I have of my younger days. I shall return with the 15th day post soon!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-6690748962525223964?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/JB-00A5h6d4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6690748962525223964/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=6690748962525223964" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/6690748962525223964?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/6690748962525223964?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/JB-00A5h6d4/day-14-your-earliest-memory.html" title="Day 14 : Your Earliest Memory" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ahEqQ93pXQ/TxEEncSwLHI/AAAAAAAAAKM/hGsyHAFAY-8/s72-c/6361680232_large.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-14-your-earliest-memory.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYMRnk_eSp7ImA9WhRWFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-4594184775617001705</id><published>2012-01-02T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T19:03:07.741+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-02T19:03:07.741+08:00</app:edited><title>A Year That Was</title><content type="html">So 2011 has swiftly ended and 2012 is merely 2 days old. I suppose this is the best time to talk about what the previous year was about without effecting my this year. Countdown for 2012 wasn't much different from 2011 as I was single and I was home alone! Well am sure a lot of you guys out there might think I must be sad but it was a nice experience to be home.&lt;div&gt;
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Coming back to 2011, it certainly wasn't a year to brag about at all. But I would certainly say that 2011 was a year that I would certainly remember as a year to have taught me the most. Amazing year it was in terms of lessons and experiences that I got from 2011.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I really can't cover everything with words but I will share as much as I could over here. I have always had a certain problem dealing with people. I normally get branded as "cocky", "idiot", "snob", and I don't know what else. I always complained that sometimes people misunderstand me due to communication break downs but then I realized that mostly I expected from people more than they were willing to show hence all the trouble.&lt;/div&gt;
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Since I realized that, I've tried to just be myself and only myself by not expecting anything much from whoever I come across. Observing people and things has always been a habit to me so 2011 taught me just to be better at it. So if you met me and I am quiet then it obviously means I am observing so that I can adapt to you. I totally understand that everybody is different hence communication is also a little different so I rather adapt to people than expect people to adapt to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes I talk a hell lot of things to new people but that's because I am trying to&amp;nbsp;analyze what is their stuff. Well 1 person has to take up the effort, no? So why not it be me instead of waiting right? *wink*&lt;/div&gt;
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Last year also marked a time when I lost 2 good friends in quick successions 1 after another. A nice couple they were and their departure was a huge shock for that it took me some time to get over it. They were a good example for me and meeting them had got me change a lot of perspective of life.&lt;/div&gt;
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Betrayal, back-stabbed, robbed, and hurt were among those that really got me down but I think the worst that I felt was when I threw away love. Now I pay the price of being a fool but what doesn't kill you will only make you stronger. That is my tale, so I've grown from last year for sure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I know what I need to do and what I must further improve to live the life that I am hoping for. It's not wrong to hope for something because even our brains have a small&amp;nbsp;column for hope hence it's just a natural human habit. Always look the brighter side I was told but I do know that we also have to acknowledge the dark side too in order to be prepared.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I was never a fan of maths but I did okay in maths. Maths gave me a mindset that there is always a solution for a problem while my working experiences has taught me to also have options to choose. This is how I lead my life right now with added patience which I always lacked. I guess me being almost close to becoming 24 have finally grown up!&lt;/div&gt;
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I know I keep saying this but doesn't seem like happening but I will try to catch up with more updates! Thank you for all the support that you guys have been giving. Happy new year people!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-4594184775617001705?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/Ytkj6_qjGPk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4594184775617001705/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=4594184775617001705" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/4594184775617001705?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/4594184775617001705?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/Ytkj6_qjGPk/year-that-was.html" title="A Year That Was" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-that-was.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8CRXwzfip7ImA9WhRQFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-8570410841632834227</id><published>2011-12-10T14:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T15:07:44.286+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-10T15:07:44.286+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="football" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Man Utd" /><title>Glory Glory!!</title><content type="html">Yes the Great Devils have been dumped out of the Champions League. It is hurtful to admit that we've got no one to blame but us as we've been quite depleted off the amazing start to the season that saw our free scoring team steam roll the opposing teams.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now it is an unfamiliar zone to be in the Europa League for the 1st time since I've ever known the existent of the Devils (who by the way were the only team that existed while I was a kid other than Brazil and Bayern Munich). I've always been a United fan though there were tough times but I always knew they'd bounce back and they've never failed me.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's been a tough season so far after humilating defeat at home by the Blue Half as well the 3-3 draw at home againts Basel. Add together the injury problems that seems to be extending as the season ticking away is worrying.&lt;br /&gt;
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It would be wise if the Gaffer was to purchase some emergency players as cover up or Wesley Sneider atleast to bolster the Midfield which has a huge hole gaping since the retirement of Paul Scholes. Giggs might not have much football in his boots to carry on for another season so before the headache of replacing Giggs and Scholes, I would say it would be wise to atleast get 1 replacement for Scholes in Sneider.&lt;br /&gt;
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Atleast lesser headache and no need to press any panic button to purchase potential flops. However, football now has changed alot thanks to those 2 morons Abramovic and Sheikh Mansour who have got all the stability of the game upside down. Because of their money, even a player who isn't worth a million pounds would cost atleast 5-6 million pounds!&lt;br /&gt;
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This is bad bad situation but United have always upstaged the odds and am sure they would be able to do the same. Sir Alex wouldn't have been so succesful nor would have been there for 25 Years if he hadn't had that strength in him.&lt;br /&gt;
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News, pundits, critics or whoever can question whether he has what it takes to run the club in this era however, nobody have ever upstaged the gaffer more than his ownself. So tonight againts the Wolves, I hope we would start our engines and wouldn't have to shift down our gears to edge closer to the pace setters.&lt;br /&gt;
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Glory Glory Man Utd!&lt;br /&gt;
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Ps: This post was meant in no harm to other club fans. This is solely based on my view of the club I have supported all my life. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-8570410841632834227?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/PtWpzMwABVk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8570410841632834227/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=8570410841632834227" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/8570410841632834227?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/8570410841632834227?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/PtWpzMwABVk/glory-glory.html" title="Glory Glory!!" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/glory-glory.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQHQ3s4eyp7ImA9WhRQEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-1074364007780279386</id><published>2011-12-07T12:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T13:05:32.533+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-07T13:05:32.533+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="review" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie" /><title>Real Steel</title><content type="html">I watched this movie quite some time back and since due to my forgetfulness and also lack of chances to blog, I haven't been able to put this post up. Plus I was dying to watch this movie but didn't have a partner to watch it with. And it came randomly when a friend called me for movie in the last minute and I got what I wanted! As usual the storyline is below so those who didn't watch this movie, read it and go watch it! Those who watched it, enjoy this post guys!!&lt;br /&gt;
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In 2020, humans have been replaced by robots in boxing. Charlie Kenton (Hugh Jackman)
 is a former boxer who owns such a robot, Ambush, competing in 
unsanctioned matches and in exhibitions with it. At a rural fair, Ambush
 is destroyed by Black Thunder, a bull belonging to promoter Ricky (Kevin Durand). Having made a bet that Ambush would win, Charlie now owes Ricky $20,000, which he doesn't pay before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;
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Charlie is informed his ex-girlfriend has died, and that he must attend a hearing to decide the fate of his preteen son Max (Dakota Goyo). Max's wealthy aunt Debra (Hope Davis) and uncle Marvin (James Rebhorn)
 want full custody, which Charlie gives them in exchange for $100,000, 
half in advance, on the condition that Charlie take care of Max for 
three months while the couple are away on a second honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;
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Charlie and Max meet with Charlie's childhood friend Bailey Tallet (Evangeline Lilly),
 who runs the boxing gym of her deceased father, Charlie's old coach. 
There, Charlie buys a secondhand World Robot Boxing league (WRB) robot, 
the once-famous Noisy Boy, and arranges for it to fight the illegal 
circuit's champion, Midas, at a venue belonging to his friend Finn (Anthony Mackie).
 Partly due to both his inexperience with Noisy Boy's combinations and 
his overconfidence, Charlie ends up losing control of Noisy Boy and 
Midas destroys it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Charlie breaks into a junkyard with Max to steal scraps that he can 
use to put a new robot together. There, Max falls over a ledge, where he
 is saved from doom by getting snagged on the arm of a buried robot. 
After Charlie pulls Max back up, Max digs out the entire robot, called 
Atom. On Max's insistence, Charlie takes it back to Bailey's gym, where 
they discover Atom is an obsolete Generation-2 sparring bot built in 
2014. Atom has been designed to sustain massive damage, but is unable to
 deal much damage itself. Partly due to both Max's insistence and 
Charlie needing money, the duo takes Atom to fight an unsanctioned 
outdoor match against a robot called Metro, and Atom wins, earning back 
some of Charlie's money.&lt;br /&gt;

Max later upgrades it to take vocal commands using spare parts from 
Noisy Boy and Ambush and successfully convinces Charlie to train the 
robot. Atom's string of subsequent wins and high-speed maneuvers, which 
were rarely seen from a robot, attracts the attention of a promoter from
 WRB, who offers Atom a professional fight against a robot called Twin 
Cities. Charlie accepts, and Atom wins again, thanks to Charlie's boxing
 experience allowing him to locate and take advantage of a small tell
 in Twin Cities' punch. Revelling in their subsequent novelty attention,
 Max challenges WRB champion Zeus, designed by genius Tak Mashido (Karl Yune) and sponsored by wealthy Farra Lemcova (Olga Fonda), who before the match tried to buy the upstart Atom.&lt;br /&gt;
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As Max and Charlie leave after the Twin Cities fight, Ricky and his 
men attack them, and steal their winnings. Feeling guilty, Charlie 
returns Max to his aunt and uncle, feeling Max will be safer with them, 
but Bailey convinces him that he can be a better father. Debra allows 
Charlie to take Max out for one last night, to the Zeus-Atom match. Zeus
 severely damages Atom while also getting injured, a first for Zeus. 
Ricky, who had bet Finn $100,000 that Atom would not last the first 
round, tries to slip away, but is cornered by Finn and his colleagues. 
In the last round of the five-round match, Atom's vocal receptors are 
damaged, and Atom must fight in shadow-boxing mode, copying Charlie's 
moves from the aisle. Zeus, now controlled manually by a furious 
Mashido, expends energy on trashing the defensive Atom, running low on 
power and turning sluggish as a result. Atom then begins to pummel Zeus,
 even knocking the seemingly invincible champion down once, but not 
winning before the round ends. The judges declare Zeus the winner on 
points, but that robot's reputation is tarnished, and Atom has become 
famous as the "People's Champion".&lt;br /&gt;
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These are some of the screenshots of the movie. Overall it was quite a predictable storyline however, the visuals were very good for this movie as the effects looked good. All the characters played their roles perfectly well. Though this movie might not be running for the Oscars or the Grammys, it was worth the money spent to watch this.&lt;br /&gt;
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I wouldn't mind to watch it again provided a nice LCD TV and super good sound system! *wink* Basically a mini cinema at home. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyways I hope you guys enjoyed this post. Would be coming with another update later in the evening or so. Till then, signing off for now is the one and only TY. (Always wanted to say that. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-1074364007780279386?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/5p7YwyiX178" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1074364007780279386/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=1074364007780279386" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/1074364007780279386?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/1074364007780279386?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/5p7YwyiX178/real-steel.html" title="Real Steel" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V3xPZk5EY78/Tt7xnkn6KZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/G6TeYJSc-rI/s72-c/real-steel-poster_size1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/real-steel.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04DRHw7fip7ImA9WhRTGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-7977252690966651535</id><published>2011-11-09T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T23:19:35.206+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-09T23:19:35.206+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="story" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="part II" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="emo" /><title>Cursed or is it just meant to be? (Part II)</title><content type="html">It's been really damn long since I have kinda abandoned this story to be honest. I am really really sorry for that. As you all would know that I have been deprieved of the chance to update my blog regularly and I truely appologize for that. Anyways I shall continue this story's 2nd phase from where I left it off previously. You can read the 1st phase @ &lt;a href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/cursed-or-is-it-just-meant-to-be.html"&gt;http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/cursed-or-is-it-just-meant-to-be.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Previously,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
Seeing her without make up for the 1st time made things harder for Jay. He felt he has met his match finally but should he be doing what he is doing? That was his thought. He wants but he can't. So trying not to waste much time, he decided to take her out instead. So..................&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Part II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So he reached out for her hand and without much hesitation just dragged her along to his bike and hopped on board. Looking at her warm eyes, Jay handed her a cute turtle shell helmet and&lt;br /&gt;
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"Trust me! Let me take you for a ride that could last for a life time!"&lt;br /&gt;
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Beth on the other hand, with a little hesitation took the helmet and got on the bike. *VrrooOOoomMmm!!!*&lt;br /&gt;
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Off they went rounding the city which is half asleep both thinking of different things. All that mattered for Jay was that he was with Beth for the mean time and nobody could ever take them apart. Halfway through Beth asked Jay to take her to a hilly place to chill.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jay took Beth to a small hill nearby the outskirts of the city which was called the "Heavenly Realm". Learning about the name of the place, Beth wanted to know the story behind it. &lt;br /&gt;
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"This place got it's name because of it's unexplainable happening during the full moon period whereby this place gets lid up by the full moon. There was a myth that angels and goddess come down here during this period of time to gather the festive the full moon's ambiance"&lt;br /&gt;
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The moment he finished his explanation, Beth just lid up as bright as the full moon whom itself shines majestically in the naked sky of a starry night. How he wished he could just recite all those poems that seemed to be oozing out of his heart and head that could potray the beauty that was right in front of him but words were never enough. &lt;br /&gt;
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So he just stood there mesmerized of the beauty before his eyes. Seeing him speechless, Beth turned around and asked what was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jay, " No nothing is wrong dear. I am just lost of words to explain how I feel. It is just too perfect" with a faint smile. &lt;br /&gt;
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As sparkly as the brightest star in the sky, Beth's warm brown eyes gazed upon Jay's. The moment was more than perfect and it seemed to be begging to be made complete by a kiss. Both were leaning towards each other when Jay realized what was about to happen and pulled away. He walked away to the edge of the hill looking at the moon. &lt;br /&gt;
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Beth had statued in her place staring with a dismay look on her face. Jay kneeled down to his knees and gazed up to the moon as if he was longing for the moon's embrace which he knew would never happen. Straightening herself, Beth walked up to Jay and sat down beside him leaning herself on Jay. &lt;br /&gt;
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"Thank you." said Beth after some silent moment. &lt;br /&gt;
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"I don't think I would ever be able to explain how I feel tonight. This place, the atmosphere, you, and I don't what else have made me feel so alive. I have never experienced such beautiful.. erm stuff? Thingy? Feelings? I don't know exactly what to say but it's something that I'll never be able to forget for the rest of my life! I wish I could just...."&lt;br /&gt;
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Jay covered Beth's mouth with his palms, and whispered&amp;nbsp;"shhh, I know." Smiling faintly he pulled Beth closer as they both lied down gazing upon the stars. Lying there thinking that the night could never get better, Jay closed his eyes...........&lt;br /&gt;
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Now then, am sorry if I had cut short your excitement. I would admit that this was one of the toughest part that I had to come up with. Thanks to the help of my bestie Anita Marianne&amp;nbsp;who cracked her head with me&amp;nbsp;to finish the 2nd part. Hope&amp;nbsp;to get your response of this so I could come up with the 3rd and the final chapter of this story.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hope you guys enjoyed it.&amp;nbsp;Stay tuned!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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PS: I know the pictures don't really mean much but they are merely fillers. Sorry. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-7977252690966651535?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/PThJcdb3_4M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7977252690966651535/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=7977252690966651535" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/7977252690966651535?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/7977252690966651535?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/PThJcdb3_4M/cursed-or-is-it-just-meant-to-be-part.html" title="Cursed or is it just meant to be? (Part II)" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V26LlbcFDqY/TrqWduDIpaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Fh08V1GXfn8/s72-c/211229by2sshlgx1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/11/cursed-or-is-it-just-meant-to-be-part.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQESXg9eip7ImA9WhdUE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-473289368432114576</id><published>2011-09-29T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T20:45:08.662+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-29T20:45:08.662+08:00</app:edited><title>Voice from up above...</title><content type="html">Last Monday night, after coming back home from badminton I just felt so awake and empty. Not knowing what to do, I turned on the tv and "The Voice" and then came Javier Colon. I have already been enchanted by his superb singing skills and voice and he was performing this song "Angel" by Sarah Mclahlan. &lt;br /&gt;
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Seriously the way he sang was so beautiful and that this song felt so soothing. It literally touched the very deep core of my heart and I teared. I maybe a man but am not shy at all that this song got me tearing. So I thought I'd share with you guys. &lt;br /&gt;
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Though Javier Colon didn't win "The Voice", but for me he was the winner. Anyways, below is the studio edition.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Spend all your time waiting&lt;br /&gt;for that second chance&lt;br /&gt;for a break that would make it okay&lt;br /&gt;there’s always some reason&lt;br /&gt;to feel not good enough&lt;br /&gt;and it’s hard at the end of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD5"&gt;the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some distraction&lt;br /&gt;oh a beautiful release&lt;br /&gt;memory seeps from my veins&lt;br /&gt;let me be empty&lt;br /&gt;oh and &lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD6"&gt;weightless&lt;/span&gt; and maybe&lt;br /&gt;I’ll find some peace tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;In the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;fly away from here&lt;br /&gt;from this dark cold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD4"&gt;hotel room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the endlessness that you fear&lt;br /&gt;you are pulled from the wreckage&lt;br /&gt;of your silent reverie&lt;br /&gt;you’re in the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;may you find some comfort here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;So tired of the straight life&lt;br /&gt;and everywhere you turn&lt;br /&gt;there’s vultures and thieves at your back&lt;br /&gt;the storm keeps on twisting&lt;br /&gt;you keep on building the lies&lt;br /&gt;that you &lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD3"&gt;make up for&lt;/span&gt; all that you lack&lt;br /&gt;it don’t make no difference&lt;br /&gt;escaping one last time&lt;br /&gt;it’s easier to believe&lt;br /&gt;in this sweet madness oh&lt;br /&gt;this glorious &lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD2"&gt;sadness&lt;/span&gt; that brings me to my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;In the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;fly away from here&lt;br /&gt;from this dark cold hotel room&lt;br /&gt;and the endlessness that you fear&lt;br /&gt;you are pulled from the wreckage&lt;br /&gt;of your silent reverie&lt;br /&gt;you’re in the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;may you find some comfort here&lt;br /&gt;you’re in the arms of the angel&lt;br /&gt;may you find some comfort here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Javier Colon – Angel Lyrics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Already in a paranoid with even the smallest tiniest things, it really scared me and I panicked! Not knowing what to do, I just told another friend about it and rushed of to the hospital. At first, everything seemed as if it was just a normal happening as everyone seemed kinda relaxed and still smiling. Until the 1st reports came in, I shall say that. The bleeding in the brain was too much and operation can only be done if the bleeding was to stop.&lt;br /&gt;
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After waiting for awhile, I got the chance to take a look at her. I still remember the sight in my head. The cold shrill up to my spines, heartbeat speeding up, cold sweat and I was literally shaking from my knees. Standing there trying to look strong in front of her sister, I felt as if I was going to pass out anytime soon. It was really saddening. &lt;br /&gt;
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However, after a brief battle of almost 4 days in the ICU, she passed away last monday. I was there when they took her off the life support unit. Speechless and numbed disgusted feeling from deep inside looking at those teary eyes staring at me with a questioning look. I would have done something if I could! I really would have but all I could do at that time was just to stare as the procedings took part.&lt;br /&gt;
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Weirdly enough my best friend's funeral was the ever 1st funeral I've been to and though I didn't get to see his face for the last time, I still did feel the so aweful. While on Monday, 1st time I ever see someone's pulse and heartbeat go down after being plugged off the life support unit. Both situation being so new and being in such a situation where I was lost for words and action really killed me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Even now that I am writing this post, I still am shaking and with cold sweat running down my back. My experience knowing these 2 beautiful souls has been nothing but inspiring. Learned a lot of things from them but ultimately they thought me the beauty of love.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;It's not about how long you love a person but how much you love a person that counts the most in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Something I learned knowing them. Their relationship may have been very brief as they barely knew each other for 3 months and been together for mere 2 months but their love and bond was so strong that they proved that even by death they will never part. This kinda made me think about the quote of "match made in heaven" and also that "eternal love never die". They didn't get to engage nor marry when they were alive but am sure they have met each other again in heaven to be together forever. &lt;/span&gt;Which also means that their love is eternal and would never die. &lt;br /&gt;
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Both their lost has touched me deeply and I feel their lost, especially during late nights when either 1 would message me or so. Every now and then I do feel like wanting to contact either 1 of them just to realize that they are no more around and its a sickening feeling. I know that seeing me hurting or struggling isn't what they'd want from me. &lt;br /&gt;
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So I am gathering up the pieces one by one and live a life that they'd be proud off. Lastly below is the only pictures I have of these 2 lovely souls. May both of you R.I.P. friends.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nurul Akma (1987 - 2011)&lt;/div&gt;
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Ahmad Ariffin (1988 - 2011)﻿&lt;/div&gt;
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Anyways some other might be wondering where is my Day 12, right? Hehe... I skipped it as for today I had nothing great to talk about so I'll just leave it for now.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, coming back to the topic, I would love to say that somewhere would be Paris!&lt;br /&gt;
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Paris Hilton!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;
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Lame joke, I know. I have seen Paris only in pictures or movies and it has captivated me to the max! Though everyone told me that being the "city of love", there would be a lot of couples wondering around. That's even better, no?&lt;br /&gt;
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As for me, watching beautiful love is cool. And I find the place itself to be so beautiful!! (based on pictures of course.)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqO2EbqOsWM/Tk0IpRPDYxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9ZiiDPfWcAU/s1600/The_Arc_Paris_France.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqO2EbqOsWM/Tk0IpRPDYxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9ZiiDPfWcAU/s320/The_Arc_Paris_France.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
As a person who loves photography, I think this place would be the best place I could ever live in as I could spend all my time to capture as much images of the artistic buildings over there.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O-oS47Y72Pg/Tk0IoPLYVTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/mIge79WVBlw/s1600/paris_gargola_g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O-oS47Y72Pg/Tk0IoPLYVTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/mIge79WVBlw/s320/paris_gargola_g.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Europe in general have a lot of awesome artistic sculptures but Paris is on a whole different scale. I even saw in a movie where they showed a group of artists!! Watching them do their work is wonderful. I admire beautiful art just the same as how I wish everything is meant to be beautiful. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3NbFHS09gs/Tk0Iol53-gI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGRlfe98WKY/s1600/paris-france.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3NbFHS09gs/Tk0Iol53-gI/AAAAAAAAAII/NGRlfe98WKY/s320/paris-france.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Other than that, who would forget the Great Paris Fashion Shows?! Paris is well known for it's fashion style. Watching beautiful people dressed beautifully strutting down the road beautifully is a fulfilling feeling. =D&lt;br /&gt;
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Who doesn't admire beautiful clothes? Dresses? Come on it's the reality!&lt;br /&gt;
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There we go, am done with my Day 13th post. I have a feeling that since I haven't been blogging much recently, I am losing my touch. LOL&lt;br /&gt;
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Kinda blur not knowing what to write. * =X&lt;br /&gt;
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Would try to update soon. There is a lot of stuffs to be done since I have been hooked with certain things for now. When the time is allowing, I would update u guys about it yea! For now, tata!! Titi!! Tutu!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-250939675713538356?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/hMwqAYioNGI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/250939675713538356/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=250939675713538356" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/250939675713538356?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/250939675713538356?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/hMwqAYioNGI/day-13-somewhere-youd-like-to-move-or.html" title="Day 13 - Somewhere you'd like to move or visit" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eIo6_ASsXwc/Tk0InkalP1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/IL9RZICJ-cM/s72-c/tour-eiffel-at-sunrise.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-13-somewhere-youd-like-to-move-or.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEGQX86fSp7ImA9WhdREUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-9148300123881077421</id><published>2011-08-01T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T05:10:20.115+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-01T05:10:20.115+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="playlist" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="challenge" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music" /><title>Day 11 - Put your ipod on shuffle and write 10 songs that pop up</title><content type="html">Well unfortunately I don't own an iPod already for more than 3 years now. But then I could still pull out some shuffled song list from my phone. Though the playlist is not exactly updated, I shall list them down here.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shuffle Playlist.&lt;br /&gt;
1.&amp;nbsp;2AM - You Wouldn't Answer My Calls&lt;br /&gt;
2.&amp;nbsp;Anuar Zain - Sedetik Lebih (ost. Hikayat Merong Mahawangsa)&lt;br /&gt;
3.&amp;nbsp;2NE1 - Lonely&lt;br /&gt;
4.&amp;nbsp;Chris Brown-Yeah 3x&lt;br /&gt;
5.&amp;nbsp;Spider - Relaku Pujuk&lt;br /&gt;
6.&amp;nbsp;Ne-yo - One In A Million&lt;br /&gt;
7.&amp;nbsp;Lmfao - Party Rock Anthem&lt;br /&gt;
8.&amp;nbsp;Rihanna Ft. David Guetta - Who's That Chick&lt;br /&gt;
9.&amp;nbsp;Shontelle - Perfect Nightmare&lt;br /&gt;
10.Avril Lavigne - When You are Gone&lt;br /&gt;
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Well i think that's what I could get from an un-updated playlist. Basically haven't really got much of proper internet connection over here so it is really difficult to download songs especially when my internet connection is super duper muper buper slow when I have 1.&lt;br /&gt;
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Bad luck? Perhaps. Plus not having much time is also 1 of the main course is also that I have time management problems. I never tend to remember my time tables and hence that makes me super busy at times.&lt;br /&gt;
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I supose that is among 1 of the main reason for my lack of updates too. Been trying to work myself on this bad habit. Really sorry fellow readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-9148300123881077421?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/9w5zNGpHIGk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9148300123881077421/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=9148300123881077421" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/9148300123881077421?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/9148300123881077421?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/9w5zNGpHIGk/day-11-put-your-ipod-on-shuffle-and.html" title="Day 11 - Put your ipod on shuffle and write 10 songs that pop up" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-11-put-your-ipod-on-shuffle-and.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AFQH89eSp7ImA9WhdSEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-6996330262088309551</id><published>2011-07-19T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T21:21:51.161+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-19T21:21:51.161+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="review" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2ne1" /><title>Lonely~</title><content type="html">Well 1st I came across this lyrics on my ex's twitter then I thought it seemed nice so checked out that song and kinda got hooked up to it. But then it hit me that I actually had more than enough reasons to be attached to this song.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hehehe... no details would be uncovered here... =P&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyways here is the video of the song and lyrics with the translation below the vid! Listen and enjoy guys!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5n4V3lGEyG4" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;[CL] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;지금&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;내가&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;하는&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;얘기&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;널&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;아프게&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;할지&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;몰라&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;아마&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;날&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;죽도록&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;미워하게&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;될꺼야&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;민지&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;내가&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;예전&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;같지&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;않다던&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;네&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;말&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;모두&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;틀린&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;말은&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;아니야&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;나도&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;변해버린&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;내가&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;낯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;설기만해&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;다라&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;너무&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;착한&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;넌데&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;넌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;그대로인데&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;오&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[CL] I don’t know I don’t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;내가&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;왜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;이러는지&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;다라&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;그토록&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;사랑했는데&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;넌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;여기&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;있는데&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;오&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;민지&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;다라&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;이제&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;날&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;찾고&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;싶어&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;봄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] Baby I’m sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;너와&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;있어도&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;난&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;사랑하긴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;내가&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;부족한가봐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;이런&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;못난&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;날&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;용서해&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;민지&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] I’m sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;이게&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;너와&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;나의&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;사랑이란&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;내겐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;과분한가봐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;네&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;곁에&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;있어도&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;봄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[CL] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;네가&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;잘못한게&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;아냐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;내가&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;이상한거야&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;이미&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;오래&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;전부터&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;난&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;준비&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;했나봐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;이별을&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;봄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;정말&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;잘해주고&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;싶었는데&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;하필&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;사랑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;앞에서는&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;왜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;이렇게&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;한없이&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;작아지고&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;외로운지&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;다라&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;너무&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;착한&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;넌데&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;넌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;그대로인데&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;오&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[CL] I don’t know I don’t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;내가&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;왜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;이러는지&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;다라&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;그토록&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;사랑했는데&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;넌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;여기&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;있는데&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;오&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[CL] I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;다라&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;이제&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;날&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;찾고&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;싶어&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[CL] Baby I’m sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;너와&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;있어도&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;난&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;사랑하긴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;내가&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;부족한가봐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;이런&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;못난&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;날&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;용서해&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;민지&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] I’m sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;이게&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;너와&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;나의&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;사랑이란&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;내겐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;과분한가봐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;네&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;곁에&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;있어도&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[CL] Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;민지&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] Cuz I’m just another girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;이&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;밤이&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;외로워&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;난&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;봄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;더는&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;견딜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;수&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;없어&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; Good bye&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;다라&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] Cuz I’m just another girl&lt;br /&gt;
[CL] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;너무나&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;외로워&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;봄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;지금&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;네&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;곁에&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;있어도&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;민지&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;] Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[CL] Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Translation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;[CL]&lt;br /&gt;
The words I'm saying right now, I don't know if they'll hurt you&lt;br /&gt;
They'll probably make you hate me forever&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[MINZY]&lt;br /&gt;
You, saying that I'm not the same as I used to be, is not completely untrue&lt;br /&gt;
This changed me is a stranger to myself as well&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[DARA]&lt;br /&gt;
You are so kind but&lt;br /&gt;
That's the way you are but oh&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[CL] I don't know I don't know&lt;br /&gt;
Why I am like this&lt;br /&gt;
[DARA] We were so in love, and you're here now but oh&lt;br /&gt;
[MINZY] I don't know&lt;br /&gt;
[DARA] I want to find myself now&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[BOM]&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I'm sorry, even when I'm with you, I'm Lonely&lt;br /&gt;
I must be lacking when it comes to love, please forgive this horrible person I am&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[MINZY]&lt;br /&gt;
I'm sorry, this is your and my story&lt;br /&gt;
I must not be worthy of this thing called love, even though I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[BOM]&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[CL]&lt;br /&gt;
You didn't do anything wrong, I'm the strange one&lt;br /&gt;
It seems I've already been prepared long ago, for our breakup&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[BOM]&lt;br /&gt;
I really wanted to treat you well, out of all the times, why is it when I'm confronted by love&lt;br /&gt;
I am shrinking away &amp;amp; am lonely endlessly&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[DARA]&lt;br /&gt;
You are so kind but&lt;br /&gt;
That's the way you are but oh&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[CL]&lt;br /&gt;
I don't know I don't know&lt;br /&gt;
Why I am like this&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[DARA] We were so in love, and you're here now but oh&lt;br /&gt;
[CL] I don't know&lt;br /&gt;
[DARA] I want to find myself now&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[CL]&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I'm sorry, even when I'm with you, I'm Lonely&lt;br /&gt;
I must be lacking when it comes to love, please forgive this horrible person I am&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[MINZY]&lt;br /&gt;
I'm sorry, this is your and my story&lt;br /&gt;
I must not be worthy of this thing called love, even though I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[CL]&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[MINZY]&lt;br /&gt;
Cuz I'm just another girl&lt;br /&gt;
This night is lonely, I&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[BOM] Can't take any more, Good bye&lt;br /&gt;
[DARA] Cuz I'm just another girl&lt;br /&gt;
[CL] I'm so lonely&lt;br /&gt;
[BOM] Even though I'm by your side right now&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[MINZY] Lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[CL] Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;br /&gt;
Baby I’m so lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Hope u guys love this song. I am not much of a youtube junkie but through this song, i came across a few nice songs too. Soon when I've got more time I would certainly put it all up together for you guys to enjoy!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-6996330262088309551?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/jU2ZNtbO_1g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6996330262088309551/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=6996330262088309551" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/6996330262088309551?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/6996330262088309551?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/jU2ZNtbO_1g/lonely.html" title="Lonely~" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/5n4V3lGEyG4/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/lonely.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcGRnc8eip7ImA9WhdTGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-386196724962973406</id><published>2011-07-17T04:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T04:10:27.972+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-17T04:10:27.972+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="challenge" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kiss" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><title>Day 10 - Discuss your first love and kiss</title><content type="html">Wow... What a topic! Now it got me going back digging through tons and tons of memories trying to remember them. Think I can remember tiny bity stuff about my 1st experiences though. *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I ain't mistaken, my 1st love would be someone I would call as "Black Rose" with whom I fell in love with at 1st sight. I am a shy person when it comes to love and all. *blush* I think I was about 11 years old when it happened when I 1st laid my eyes on her. Gosh I still have those goosebumps!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;
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We were from 2 different family background and basically our parents were not exactly friends but rivals. Sounds like a tragic story ? Anyways, since I saw her, I think I went totally "goo goo gaa gaa" over her. Anything I did, didn't really go well due to my new found feelings. I got my 1st chance to talk to her just a couple of weeks later where there was some classical dance show which we went to watch.&lt;br /&gt;
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Surprisingly enough, her seat and mine were next to each other. So I took that chance to talk to her and got to know her. Think a few days later we both got hooked up with each other. Though I honestly can't remember how long it lasted, it was a great relationship. I know at 11 years old, what can would I know about love?&lt;br /&gt;
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But that particular relationship actually thought me a lot about how to love a person. The sad thing is that I never learned how to love a person enough as whenever I fell, I fell too deep. The deeper you fall, the deeper the scar they say. Though I've moved on from so many relationships, I still carry the good memories and the scars along the way. Tried to forget but history just kept repeating itself on me that I gave up trying to forget.&lt;br /&gt;
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Moving onto my 1st kiss experience, I think I got my 1st kiss under a full moon at exactly 12am of my birthday 14th February. The 1st and last valentines day that I ever got to celebrate. Been wanting to celebrate it so badly with that special someone but it just never seemed to happen. Hoped and got hurt.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ish, keep getting to the wrong side. *face palm*&lt;br /&gt;
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I remember we were counting down for my birthday under the full moon, at the highest hill nearby a coastal highway. There was a shooting star exactly few seconds before 12am so being the young and silly kid, I closed my eyes making my wish. Halfway through my wish, I got my 1st kiss and birthday wish.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't know if it was a curse or she wished that I would not celebrate valentines with anyone else, things never worked out for any other valentines days ever since. It's been 8 years since. Somehow we were forced to break up when she moved away all of sudden. That was the last I ever saw nor heard from her. Wonderful girl she was.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hmm... Did I cover the topic? Hehehe... Not gonna give out too much details of course! =P&amp;nbsp; Now don't you all think too far yea.... Fortunately enough I got to write so soon. Though I would have loved to write about something else, since I've been taking forever to finish this thought I'd go on with this challenge 1st.&lt;br /&gt;
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Since this mean there is more stories are coming by, stay tuned guys!! Thanks for the support once again! *bows* Signing out for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-386196724962973406?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/ghXGQ6TDlCQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/386196724962973406/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=386196724962973406" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/386196724962973406?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/386196724962973406?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/ghXGQ6TDlCQ/day-10-discuss-your-first-love-and-kiss.html" title="Day 10 - Discuss your first love and kiss" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R1R84xhjpE8/TiHvdcpJjsI/AAAAAAAAAHw/TYT5e_7mRSw/s72-c/emoLove.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-10-discuss-your-first-love-and-kiss.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8DQ3oyeCp7ImA9WhdTFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-290610667914711771</id><published>2011-07-14T06:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T06:07:52.490+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-14T06:07:52.490+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="challenge" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title>Day 09 - How you hope your future be like</title><content type="html">Well here I am again going at it with the 30 days challenge. Yea I've been taking forever to finish up, ain't I? Thousand&amp;nbsp;apologize my fellow readers, there has been a lot of things that's gone out in my life. Growing up, becoming matured, planning stuff and blah blah. I hope I'd be able to write them when I am ready.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyways, coming back to the topic "How you hope you future be like" . Can I say, I wanna have a huge mansion with a collection of all the super cars and bikes, a special wardrobe to keep all my clothes and shoes, all the cool gadgets in the world, and blah blah? =P&lt;br /&gt;
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Just joking. I think I would like to find my&amp;nbsp;rhythm in life where career matters. Of course along the way I would love to meet someone who could eventually sweep me off my feet away. Though it's been quite some time since I've moved, I think I still miss certain things from then. But I do know that going back is just wasting whatever effort and work that I've actually put up.&lt;br /&gt;
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Since I've got Scarlet, (which is my 1st ever bike!!) things seem kinda different for me. I think I've grown up but at the same time I think I am still the old me somehow. Confusing? It's okay I know how it feels. It took me sometime to get in par with that too. LOL&lt;br /&gt;
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I am looking to set my own business and would love to build a huge network all around the world. Stamp a mark of me so that I would be able to help those people who needs help. Yea that's been my ultimate dream since as far as I could remember.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's not anyone's fault that they've been born in a poor family or not a great environment and it's also not their fault too if they don't get the resources they need to build them. Even me, at once I struggled to get some student scholarship so that I'd be able to chase my dreams only to be broken to bits and pieces which kinda ended my last ever flame to study. (am a person who hates studies)&lt;br /&gt;
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So I think there are a lot of them out there who needs help. Genuinely and desperately needs help! I would love to be there to rescue their hopes and dreams. Money comes and money goes but wouldn't it be nice if you know it went for a good reason?&lt;br /&gt;
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Last but not least, I would love to get married of course! Simple and nice but big and HUGE party to kick off my union day with future wife. And of course I would love to have my juniors! Though having kids comes with great responsiblity, I think I could handle it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Though am not sure if I actually fulfilled the title, I hope I didn't bore you guys. *wink* Once again, sorry about the pics. They are just so adorable!! &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-290610667914711771?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/UZMJzh0Xawc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/290610667914711771/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=290610667914711771" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/290610667914711771?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/290610667914711771?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/UZMJzh0Xawc/day-09-how-you-hope-your-future-be-like.html" title="Day 09 - How you hope your future be like" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6iBXEONOt0M/Th4V288qb9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/w3YvadH35R4/s72-c/EmoCartoonSmilingHeart.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-09-how-you-hope-your-future-be-like.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IBQH0yfSp7ImA9WhdTFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-6766193799350261190</id><published>2011-07-13T05:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T05:19:11.395+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-13T05:19:11.395+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bike" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scarlet" /><title>Scarlet~!</title><content type="html">Finally after so long, now am back here to give you all a teaser post about something that I've been working on recently. Though I didn't really have much chance to take pictures, I promise that I will unveil my baby Scarlet more officially later on.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well this is the pic that I took when I 1st set my eyes on her. Sexy baby, ain't she? Had to wait 3 hours to get my hands on her but all the anger, frustration all was just gone the moment she pulled up.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then, all the way from Klang I brought her home. That was like the best moment and feeling I've had in such a long time. So this is just a teaser! So wait for the real post to come up guys!! And there are more shockers coming too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-6766193799350261190?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/7kR1h_eIKZI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6766193799350261190/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=6766193799350261190" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/6766193799350261190?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/6766193799350261190?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/7kR1h_eIKZI/scarlet.html" title="Scarlet~!" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yq_wwZ2X6-4/Thy3TQeJyoI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VA-KNRrC59A/s72-c/266871_10150237288486814_656111813_8000356_4194948_o.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/scarlet.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcMR306eyp7ImA9WhZaFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-7506754830402465592</id><published>2011-07-01T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T01:48:06.313+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-01T01:48:06.313+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="girls" /><title>Secret bout girls~</title><content type="html">I learned this almost 2 years plus ago when I first got to know more my ex personally cause we only met for the 2nd time that time but I was madly in love with her. So I wanted to learn a bit more of girls so that I'd be able to handle her regardless the situation.&lt;br /&gt;
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So hope you guys enjoy reading it and guys would be able to learn some info about them, the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;
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When a GIRL is quiet, &lt;br /&gt;
Millions of things are running in her mind &lt;br /&gt;
When a GIRL is not arguing, &lt;br /&gt;
She is thinking deeply &lt;br /&gt;
When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full of &lt;br /&gt;
questions, &lt;br /&gt;
She is wondering how long you will be &lt;br /&gt;
around &lt;br /&gt;
When a GIRL answers "i'm fine" after a &lt;br /&gt;
few seconds, &lt;br /&gt;
She is not at all fine &lt;br /&gt;
When a GIRL stares at you, &lt;br /&gt;
She is wondering why you are lying &lt;br /&gt;
When a GIRL lays on your chest, &lt;br /&gt;
She is wishing for you to be hers forever &lt;br /&gt;
When a GIRL calls you everyday, &lt;br /&gt;
She is seeking for your attention &lt;br /&gt;
When a GIRL sms's u everyday, &lt;br /&gt;
She wants you to reply at least once &lt;br /&gt;
When a GIRL says I love you, &lt;br /&gt;
She means it &lt;br /&gt;
When a GIRL says that she can't live &lt;br /&gt;
without you, &lt;br /&gt;
She has made up her mind that you are &lt;br /&gt;
her future &lt;br /&gt;
When a GIRL says "i miss you", &lt;br /&gt;
No one in this world can miss you more &lt;br /&gt;
than that.  &lt;br /&gt;
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- Unknown&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGsrza0QRYk/Tgy0cpXtdFI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3IcO6t5Xi2U/s1600/three-pretty-girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGsrza0QRYk/Tgy0cpXtdFI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3IcO6t5Xi2U/s400/three-pretty-girls.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well girls are generally soft creatures compared to guys. Though times are changing and there are a lot of strong females living right now, they still need the special care. They eager for such tender touch of feelings, words, and affection.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFgISpEF6P8/Tgy0F-sgOmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xlhd6jNeiCk/s1600/girl_12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFgISpEF6P8/Tgy0F-sgOmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xlhd6jNeiCk/s400/girl_12.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;But regardless guy or girl, everyone loves to see the pretty elegant ladies strutting around. But we do have ego clashes a lot these days. These things make our world a living hell as people break each others hearts due to a lot reasons. Since previously I've posted about 20 things guys should never do to girls before, I hope this post would help make life easier for both the guys and girls.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cheers all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-7506754830402465592?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/MFtyb2-7vbc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7506754830402465592/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=7506754830402465592" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/7506754830402465592?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/7506754830402465592?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/MFtyb2-7vbc/secret-bout-girls.html" title="Secret bout girls~" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7QIl0eIJhqg/TgyzxOvolkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/eYSACrqAIGk/s72-c/attracts-the-girls.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/secret-bout-girls.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIESH0yfip7ImA9WhZaFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-7392210011155627593</id><published>2011-07-01T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T01:21:49.396+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-01T01:21:49.396+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="story" /><title>Second Chances: I Will Never Take You For Granted Again</title><content type="html">The following story was written for entertainment purposes only. It is a  fictional work derived from the mind of the writer and in no way should  be taken as a factual account of any past or planned event. Anyone  mentioned in this story is done so in a fictional fashion. Any names  used are purely coincidental and does not mean that the characters have  any life outside the writer’s imagination. &lt;br /&gt;
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I strongly advise  you to only read what you are personally comfortable with. I will not  feel personally responsible for any discomfort you feel after reading my  post since I have given you ample warning to its content. Once again  the following post is meant to be read by mature audiences capable of  making consensual decisions. If this is not you please stop reading  immediately. &lt;br /&gt;
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I stood staring out the window  waiting as I had done so many evenings before.  He was late again but  this was really no surprise; he is late frequently. In fact Jay rarely  ever arrived home on time. I normally do not allow myself to get angry  about it because love helps people accept your lover’s inadequacies, but  this night as I watched my ice cream cake melt and the lasagna grow  cold I lost myself in anger. I knew my anger would never change anything  but it felt good to lose myself in the passionate fury.&lt;br /&gt;
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As I  stood there in my lace lingerie and high heeled shoes I thought about  how many times he had been late over the last year but it was always  with a good excuse.  Minutes turned into an hour as my high heeled shoes  impatiently tapped against the hardwood floors. &lt;br /&gt;
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Finally I  heard a car outside and then a knock on the door. I thought he must have  forgotten his key and ran to the door to answer it. Two men in full  military uniform were standing at my front door.  I grab the curtain to  hide my body.  They introduce themselves to me and I reciprocated.  I  didn’t hear anything after the older man said, “Dreadfully sorry ma’am…”   I stood there still half dressed with the curtain across my half naked  body. &lt;br /&gt;
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Just as the men walked away my cell phone rings and he  is on the other end.  “I was called into a last minute meeting  sweetheart. I will be home soon.”  Now the man’s words came to me  clearly, “Dreadfully sorry ma’am to inconvenience you. We have the wrong  address.”  I watched in deep sorrow as the car pulled into my  neighbor’s driveway; however I felt like I was given a second chance to  show him how much I love him and leave the petty jealousies and anger  behind.  Isn’t life really so much more valuable to me than cold food?  I  can always warm it in the microwave but once he is gone that is  forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was waiting for him at the door as he arrived. I  wrapped myself around him as he carried me through the house removing  his uniform as we went.  I remained wrapped around him the rest of the  night as I held him tighter than ever before. This day was a turning  point in our relationship and I will never take him for granted again.  I  am a very lucky woman to have him in my life and I will never forget  that again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-7392210011155627593?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/T8_9yvJ_vBI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7392210011155627593/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=7392210011155627593" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/7392210011155627593?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/7392210011155627593?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/T8_9yvJ_vBI/second-chances-i-will-never-take-you.html" title="Second Chances: I Will Never Take You For Granted Again" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/second-chances-i-will-never-take-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QNRn0zfCp7ImA9WhZaEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-8674178038572761146</id><published>2011-06-27T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T01:29:57.384+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-27T01:29:57.384+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="challenge" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title>Day 08 - A moment you felt the most satisfied with your life.</title><content type="html">Well recently my timing have become bad to worst as I rarely have time to do anything at all. I have enough time to do this and that, when I realize that I have to spare time for someone or something I feel drained out already. Yet still I try my best to make people pleased but often as hard as I try, I fail the same extend. It's depressing to the extend that I feel so tired.&lt;br /&gt;
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But this post is supose to be about the moment I was suposed to be satisfied with my life. LOL ok ok, coming back to the topic. I think I have managed to achieve and live a few dreams on my own more than once. I am a person who thinks living the dream is talking the real deal. So I tend to do things that I have dreamed of doing hence I think I've felt satisfied quite some times.&lt;br /&gt;
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1 of my proudest moment was a few years back. When I went to Japan with no knowledge of their language while my peers had months and years of learning experience. Hence being the odd 1 left out, I needed a lot of help for translation from friends who spoke english whenever I had an encounter with a Japanese. It made life difficult for me as well anyone who spoke english around me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then surprisingly enough it took me merely 3 months to pick up the language. From understanding, reading, and writing normal daily conversation became almost close to natural to me. I think the time I spend learning the language is kinda blur to me. But my life in Japan is very fresh in my memories.&lt;br /&gt;
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1 thing that I think I miss the most is those times and probably a part where I was satisfied with my life until everything came crumbling on me. I've felt that regardless of whatever that I feel is working out for me, crumbled on me eventually. At some point I even felt I was cursed or a big failure.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yet still, ever since I think I've grown a lot and matured to see the positive side of these things. So now reminiscing those times, I don't feel depressed or regrets but only glad that I actually went through with all of those. Because the experience that I've got of life, is way more than most people of my age group. Due to this probably the way I see life is different compared to others. This kinda makes people to misunderstand me most the time maybe because of the differences of our point of views.&lt;br /&gt;
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Confusing? Alright then I rather not confuse you all no more. Plus this lappie I hijacked to blog is running outa battery. So sorry guys for the M.I.A. state but I am working on it. Thanks for the support once again to my readers.&lt;br /&gt;
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Looking forward for more time to blog out more interesting stuffs that's been happening in my life! So till then, bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-8674178038572761146?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/c544aTQ9Tfk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8674178038572761146/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=8674178038572761146" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/8674178038572761146?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/8674178038572761146?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/c544aTQ9Tfk/day-08-moment-you-felt-most-satisfied.html" title="Day 08 - A moment you felt the most satisfied with your life." /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-08-moment-you-felt-most-satisfied.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEMRns8eip7ImA9WhZUGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-5152619274818254302</id><published>2011-06-13T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T23:24:47.572+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-13T23:24:47.572+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="busy" /><title>Busy Busy Days....</title><content type="html">I understand that I haven't been updating much lately and I supose probably some of the readers just got bored with what I've left so far. This is not a proper update but I am here to tell you guys that I am really sorry for the slow updates as I've been so tired with so much drama going in my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Things that I can't say out, things that I can't avoid, everything seems to follow me all the way as much as how much I would like them to go away and leave me in peace. Well I supose life can be a bitch at times and I just feel like the bitch stuck to me for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yet still I wouldn't exactly say that I've had a bad time all the way, as I have my own share of good luck and all. Things at these moment are moving slowly, though I would love for it to pass by me at the pace I would like it to. Unfortunately we can't control time, though we get to choose only the path that we decide to walk on.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've chosen a path which I am still finding it hard to believe till now how I actually managed to come into terms with. I made a huge step in my life which I don't think I would've done a few months back. Things have split into different chapters right now, with some older chapter being eased of my mine while some new ones come banging at the door.&lt;br /&gt;
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Seriously, at the rate that I am actually going right now, I don't even know what and where would I be in the next 6 months! That's how crazy things have been with me. Work being as usual BUSY BUSY and just plain BUSY. So after work basically am drained out so I don't really do much after work. Coming home is already quite depressing so with all the drama at work, plus with that of at home I think it's worse than following 90210 series. (90210 fans no offense meant here yea.... *wink*)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I think I am at the peak of my maturing cycle as everything about me is starting change rapidly. The way I think, I act, I feel and etc seems to be so different compared to me of 6 months ago. And hey, 2011 is just freaking 6 months old?! So much changes in a span of just 6 months is freaky. But I would say that this part of my life seems to be going through new phase.&lt;br /&gt;
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Falling out of favor with different sets of people, work, love, and etc has made me a whole new person. Going through all these isn't a new thing for me as throughout I have experienced this but every single time it's a whole new experience and now with what I have earned through what life has offered me, I think I am ready to take my life into the next level.&lt;br /&gt;
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Chasing my dreams have always been a passion for me. And right now, I have a few that I would like to achieve and hopefully with everyone's blessing, I would be able to reach them with flying colours!&lt;br /&gt;
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So I supose I spoke a bit too much emo stuff already. But I have decided that I would wanna let my readers know more about me little by little from here. I would really love to meet everyone of you because I would love to get feedbacks, and also work harder to be better for you all! I have also been wondering if I should take up a writing job that was offered to me recently. What do you all think? Think I can handle that? Please let me know.... =)&lt;br /&gt;
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And for next post would be about the awesome team outing I had with my colleagues at Sunway Lagoon Theme Park! Still waiting for the pics to be up so I could write about it. So hopefully in the next few days, they will be up. *wink* Cheer people!&lt;br /&gt;
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Psst : Don't bother those pics. I just love them cz I think they are so adorable!! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-5152619274818254302?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/CVrgKYm4Ei8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5152619274818254302/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=5152619274818254302" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/5152619274818254302?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/5152619274818254302?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/CVrgKYm4Ei8/busy-busy-days.html" title="Busy Busy Days...." /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NmyBxLI17ME/TfYrT-nWH4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/y2JqgTkLR8U/s72-c/love-cartoon-emo-cloudy-31000.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/busy-busy-days.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcHSXk6cSp7ImA9WhZUE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-4873280251493884913</id><published>2011-06-06T06:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T06:47:18.719+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-06T06:47:18.719+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="challenge" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relationship" /><title>Day 01 - Your current relationship, if single discuss how single life is.</title><content type="html">LOL kinda abit late for Day 01 post right? I know. Well there is nothing to hide anymore as now I know exactly what my status is. I am SINGLE! Probably that might have got a few eyes popped out big, cause a lot of people that knew me gave the exact same reactions.&lt;br /&gt;
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I finally got myself out of my previous relationship of 2 and half years. Though a lot of people thought it was a bad relationship, in my point of view, I think that was 1 of my best memories in my life. Probably you might wonder than why end it right? Sometimes, you have to let go to be able to learn to move forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think the previous relationship really made me a whole new person in so many ways. How my temper is under control, how I try to read a situation, how I think and act and etc. I wouldn't deny the fact that I still miss her, love her but I had to let go.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am selfish. I couldn't get what I wanted and that got me frustrated. What I wanted so badly that I got frustrated? You might wonder but I ain't telling... *wink wink* Get to know me better than you will get the answer. Deal?&lt;br /&gt;
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Nobody can actually comprehend the bond we shared, even us. Because regardless of what happened, we ended up going back to each other all the time. We had a huge load of hurdles to pass and I would say we came through quite well most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, after the whole issue I find things are very different. Life is like a whole new experience to me. Meeting new people, going out on random dates (friendly dates), doing crazy things and all seems to be whole new thing for me. I don't remember the time when I last felt I wasn't exactly off a relationship as I was always in 1.&lt;br /&gt;
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At this point of time, I ain't gonna rush into a relationship. I am going to take things at my own pace this time around. If I meet someone who is suitable, or that someone comes back with what I want maybe it might change my mind. Is that a hint? I seriously don't know.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know the fact that walking away from this relationship was the biggest ever move I've ever made in my life in 23 years! Might sound ridiculous to most but that's the truth. Yet still, I think I had 1 of the best moments in my life with her and I ought to thank her for it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you sayang! I had the best time with you and I will cherish those memories! *hugs*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Wait! I am supose to be talking about my single life right? LOL ok coming back to the topic!&lt;br /&gt;
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Single life, hmm.... Let me see, I've been on and off work, sleep, yum cha, random dates, and 2 photoshoots! Basically that's all I been doing! And the dates, was merely anything close to romantic. I'd say too friendly to have anything going on. And I am actually looking for more as meeting new people gives new things for me talk about, new experiences, and I don't know what else. LOL&lt;br /&gt;
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So if you think you wanna know me, then buzz me up and we shall arrange for a meet up! =)&lt;br /&gt;
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Sorry for this backdated post guys. And not to forget, I am really sorry as I am unable to update as much recently with work, being sick, and a lot more other stuffs. Once settled with things, I am sure you can hope for more doses from me! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-4873280251493884913?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/ftCzzbvNWFg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4873280251493884913/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=4873280251493884913" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/4873280251493884913?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/4873280251493884913?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/ftCzzbvNWFg/day-01-your-current-relationship-if.html" title="Day 01 - Your current relationship, if single discuss how single life is." /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QU_CfI1NLRw/TewGlyl0coI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xyXzLWoQKBE/s72-c/tears_emo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-01-your-current-relationship-if.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUDQns8eCp7ImA9WhZUEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-916538730746296164</id><published>2011-06-05T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T22:14:33.570+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-05T22:14:33.570+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="review" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chris mendoza" /><title>What are words~</title><content type="html">I think most of the people would already know when you saw the title of what this post all means. Yes Chris Mendoza took me away with this song. Before I say more about the song, I shall share a little story about this wonderful song 1st.&lt;br /&gt;
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At  the heart of "What Are Words" are lyrics inspired by things Chris   Medina said and did during the audition and Hollywood week portions of   the show. When Chris Medina sings "what kind of guy would I be/if I was   to leave when you need me most," that lyric came straight from his own   mouth when describing his dedication to helping his fiance Juliana   overcome the injuries sustained in her car accident.&lt;br /&gt;
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The story of this song as touching as the lyrics itself, proves that pure LOVE still exist! I won't hide how much this song touched my soul. It's just wonderfully beautiful. What more can one do to express the love they have for that 1 person? Well this song was written inspired by his fiancee's story, he recorded it few days after his elimination from American Idol 10.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ok am done with my blah's for now. Enjoy the song people!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;br /&gt;
Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;
Anytime you whisper my name, you'll see&lt;br /&gt;
How every single promise I keep&lt;br /&gt;
Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;br /&gt;
If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;br /&gt;
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What are words &lt;br /&gt;
If you really don't mean them&lt;br /&gt;
When you say them&lt;br /&gt;
What are words&lt;br /&gt;
If they're only for good times&lt;br /&gt;
Then they don't&lt;br /&gt;
When it's love&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;br /&gt;
Those words, They never go away&lt;br /&gt;
They live on, even when we're gone&lt;br /&gt;
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And I know an angel was sent just for me &lt;br /&gt;
And I know I'm meant to be where I am&lt;br /&gt;
And I'm gonna be&lt;br /&gt;
Standing right beside her tonight&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I'm gonna be by your side&lt;br /&gt;
I would never leave when she needs me most&lt;br /&gt;
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What are words&lt;br /&gt;
If you really don't mean them&lt;br /&gt;
When you say them&lt;br /&gt;
What are words&lt;br /&gt;
If they're only for good times&lt;br /&gt;
Then they don't&lt;br /&gt;
When it's love&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;br /&gt;
Those words, They never go away&lt;br /&gt;
They live on, even when we're gone&lt;br /&gt;
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Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;br /&gt;
Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;
And I'm gonna be here forever more&lt;br /&gt;
Every single promise I keep&lt;br /&gt;
Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;br /&gt;
If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm forever keeping my angel close&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-916538730746296164?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/ayiXfdNRgqs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/916538730746296164/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=916538730746296164" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/916538730746296164?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/916538730746296164?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/ayiXfdNRgqs/what-are-words.html" title="What are words~" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/nQY4dIxY1H4/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-are-words.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQDQ3o4eCp7ImA9WhZVFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-3272450183333622267</id><published>2011-05-28T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T00:39:32.430+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-28T00:39:32.430+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="quiz" /><title>Random Quiz</title><content type="html">Another stolen post from facebook and another friend. I think I had it here for awhile now but I wonder why I never really post it out till now. LOL By the way this is just another random post. Hopefully I could find the time to update in the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;NAME: Thayalan aka TY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;AGE&lt;/strong&gt;: 23&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;BIRTHDATE&lt;/strong&gt;: 14th February 1988.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;PRESENT ADDRESS&lt;/strong&gt;: Kelana Jaya, PJ.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rules:   Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 92   Truths about you. At the end, choose 20 people to be tagged. You have to   tag the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;
(To do this, go to “notes” under   tabs on your profile page, copy and paste this note, erase my answers   and enter your own, tag people in the right hand corner of the app then   click publish.)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. last beverage = Teh Ice.&lt;br /&gt;
2. last phone call = 50 plus seconds with a funny friend.&lt;br /&gt;
3. last text message = about 5 seconds ago.&lt;br /&gt;
4. last song you listened to = Teenage dream - Katy Perry.&lt;br /&gt;
5. last time you cried = Out of laughter counted?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
6. dated someone twice = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
7. been cheated on = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
8. kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it = Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;
9. lost someone special = Most the time.&lt;br /&gt;
10. been depressed = I think anything and everything made me depressed.&lt;br /&gt;
11. been drunk and threw up = Don't remember the last time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
12. Purple.&lt;br /&gt;
13. Red.&lt;br /&gt;
14. Black.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;LAST YEAR (2010), HAVE YOU:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
15. Made a new friend = All the time.&lt;br /&gt;
16. Fallen out of love = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
17. Laughed until you cried = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
18. Met someone who changed you = Met long time but always never stop changing me.&lt;br /&gt;
19. Found out who your true friends were = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;
20. Found out someone was talking about you = Would they ever stop? =P&lt;br /&gt;
21. Kissed anyone on your FB friend's list = Of course I did!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;GENERAL:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
22. How many people on your FB friends list do you know in real life = 95%? or was it 90%?&lt;br /&gt;
24. Do you have any pets = Used too. I wanna puppy!! XD&lt;br /&gt;
25. Do you want to change your name = Dying to!&lt;br /&gt;
26. What did you do for your last birthday = Worst birthday ever!&lt;br /&gt;
27. What time did you wake up today =&amp;nbsp; 5.01a.m&lt;br /&gt;
28. What were you doing at midnight last night = Snoring away.&lt;br /&gt;
29. Name something you CANNOT wait for = Naza GTR 150S.&lt;br /&gt;
30. Last time you saw your Mother = &amp;nbsp;I think last monday or was it sunday? LOL&lt;br /&gt;
31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life = We all have our own regrets, don't we?&lt;br /&gt;
32. What are you listening to right now = OAG - Senyuman Ragamu&lt;br /&gt;
33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom? = I think I did.&lt;br /&gt;
34. What's getting on your nerves right now? = A few things and few people.&lt;br /&gt;
35. Most visited webpage = Facebook,Twitter, Blog and Nuffnang.&lt;br /&gt;
37. Nickname = TY&lt;br /&gt;
38. Relationship Status = Single&lt;br /&gt;
39. Zodiac sign = Aquarius&lt;br /&gt;
40. He or She = He.&lt;br /&gt;
42.College = I wish I belong to 1.&lt;br /&gt;
43. Intermediate = Digi Hq&lt;br /&gt;
44. Hair color = Black I think.&lt;br /&gt;
45. Long or short = Kinda short now but gonna make it shorter! =P&lt;br /&gt;
46. Height = 5'9 inches&lt;br /&gt;
47. Do you have a crush on someone? = *lips sealed*&lt;br /&gt;
48. What do you like about yourself? = Eyes colour!&lt;br /&gt;
49. Piercings = Need to repierce.. ='(&lt;br /&gt;
50. Tattoos = Next month if all goes well&lt;br /&gt;
51. Righty or lefty= Strong lefty!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
52. First surgery = 1 year plus or 2 years old&lt;br /&gt;
53. First piercing = 5 years old&lt;br /&gt;
54. First best friend =&amp;nbsp; 8&lt;br /&gt;
55. First Sport = Badminton (5 years old)&lt;br /&gt;
56. First vacation = Can't remember&lt;br /&gt;
58. First pair of trainers = 7&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;RIGHT NOW:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
59. Eating = &amp;nbsp;Stomach not well to eat&lt;br /&gt;
60. Drinking = Water.&lt;br /&gt;
61. I'm about to = Need SLEEP!!&lt;br /&gt;
62. Listening to = YEAH 3X - Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;
63. Waiting for = I dunno... =X&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
64. Want kids? = Of course!&lt;br /&gt;
65. Get Married? = I would love to!&lt;br /&gt;
66. Career? = I dunno. Businessman? OR Business Strategic Planner. (sounds cool eh?)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
67. Lips or eyes = Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
68. Hugs or kisses= HUGS!&lt;br /&gt;
69. Shorter or taller = Taller&lt;br /&gt;
70. Older or Younger = Older but younger inside? =P&lt;br /&gt;
71. Romantic or spontaneous = A lil of both!&lt;br /&gt;
72. Nice stomach or nice arms =&amp;nbsp; Awesome ABS and I am all yours! LOL&lt;br /&gt;
73. Sensitive or loud = Rather Loud&lt;br /&gt;
74. Hook-up or relationship = errr.... @.@&lt;br /&gt;
75. Trouble maker or hesitant=&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Troublemaker.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
76. Kissed a stranger = Hmm On the cheek counted?&lt;br /&gt;
77. Drank hard liquor = &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;
78. Lost glasses/contacts = Can't remember&lt;br /&gt;
79. Sex on first date = Nope!&lt;br /&gt;
80. Broke someone's heart= I think I always did it to that someone... :'(&lt;br /&gt;
81. Had your own heart broken = Never failed to&lt;br /&gt;
82. Been arrested = Yep but that was mistaken identity&lt;br /&gt;
83. Turned someone down = The worst I could do... Yea&lt;br /&gt;
84. Cried when someone died= Stoned&lt;br /&gt;
85. Fallen for a friend = Did and I still do!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
86. Yourself = All the time!&lt;br /&gt;
87. Miracles = Depends...&lt;br /&gt;
88. Love at first sight = Can never run away from that!&lt;br /&gt;
89. Heaven = Looking for it...&lt;br /&gt;
90. Santa Claus&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;=&lt;/strong&gt; secret santa! Sexay!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;
91. Kiss on the first date = I think so....&lt;br /&gt;
92. Angels = Secret!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6235334795991544021-3272450183333622267?l=ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~4/IBu2HjQl9wU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3272450183333622267/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6235334795991544021&amp;postID=3272450183333622267" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/3272450183333622267?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6235334795991544021/posts/default/3272450183333622267?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/URHXy/~3/IBu2HjQl9wU/random-quiz.html" title="Random Quiz" /><author><name>T.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15231792579416654094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YE7v6YKOAs4/TEqYi_s8jPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74-xUmaPeiM/S220/IMG_6554+copy.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ty-my-thoughts.blogspot.com/2011/05/random-quiz.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUANQH0ycCp7ImA9WhZVFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6235334795991544021.post-8886091742476180528</id><published>2011-05-26T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T17:56:31.398+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-26T17:56:31.398+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><title>When Life Comes....</title><content type="html">I actually saw this in my good friend's faceboook. I think he wrote this for his girlfriend or something but I really felt that this note was really awesome! I actually wanted to share it here but I never really had much chance to do so with my time getting screwed up recently.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thomaz Chee,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; sorry&lt;/span&gt; and thanks I am stealing ur post man! =)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Two best friends sat on top of a hill.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was time to say goodbye.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;They swore they’d be best friends forever. Nothing more, nothing less.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;They wrote their promises on separate papers and swore they would read each others on one of their wedding day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ylyReU3L0EY/Td4BxHFW0RI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3UhzK9q87TA/s1600/Cute-couples-_-love-18948426-500-350_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ylyReU3L0EY/Td4BxHFW0RI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3UhzK9q87TA/s400/Cute-couples-_-love-18948426-500-350_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The girl wrote:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can’t promise that I won’t fall in love with you because i did.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can’t promise that we’d only be best friends because i want us to be more.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can’t promise I’ll walk down the aisle with someone else because i want to be your bride…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The guy wrote:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I promise i won’t fall in love with you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I promise we’d only be best friends, nothing more.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I promise I’ll walk down the aisle with someone else as my bride…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;10 years later and it was the girl’s wedding day. The car just arrived at the church. Everyone was waiting for her to come out but she was reading a certain letter. She sighed and cried softly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;She walked down the aisle and arrived at the altar. She linked her hand with her groom and cried softly. She was getting married to the man of her dreams. Her best friend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Are you ok?” The groom asked.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I just read your promise letter.” The girl said.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“You like it?” He asked softly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I love it!” The girl smiled.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NN6Hh7ikNZ8/Td4B6l4lUII/AAAAAAAAAGY/Wvb5F1WMKpY/s1600/tumblr_l7ved73fKr1qdvw5go1_400.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NN6Hh7ikNZ8/Td4B6l4lUII/AAAAAAAAAGY/Wvb5F1WMKpY/s320/tumblr_l7ved73fKr1qdvw5go1_400.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TRUTH: Right at the bottom of the boy’s letter was a small message.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“These are the promises i know I’ll break. I love you.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I really think that this post is really cute and nice! Because I would love to have my best friend be my best partner because I think that would be the best relationship ever! But I realized people are often scared of ruining the friendship that they share but honestly, if you ask me, I'd say that's the dumbest thing one could actually do!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Regardless whatever people say, for me the best relationship is the 1 that you share with your bestie! Everytime I love someone, I take them as my bestfriend 1st! That's how I prefer it and if things doesn't work out, then I can still keep them because FRIENDSHIP is a bond that doesn't relate to romance! If a person is matured enough to understand this, they would not need to worry about ruining the friendship at all!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Just my opinion. =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry haven't been updating much. Been overly busy recently but I see that the traffic been consistent. Always grateful to my readers! Love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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