<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473</id><updated>2011-08-01T12:34:14.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolateismy_sin</title><subtitle type='html'>bedtime riddles</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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align="right"&gt;i must have lost the ability,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;whilst exploring the blondie side of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but then again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;there's nothing much that i have to say anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you have nothing smart to say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont say a thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;;a term i've come to understand a long time back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and a term i shall practise this day on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-4916149382490554608?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-9086472237966404151</id><published>2010-02-03T09:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T09:51:32.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello, world.</title><content type='html'>back from hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;a couple of stuff missing, yes.&lt;br /&gt;but really, can one really delete a person off their life?&lt;br /&gt;if there's a button, i'd press it without a second thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;the main reason for the initiave?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i need my ranting ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;pronto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;girls are leaving soon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ting, yeng,denise, leena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some are already gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this time around, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it feels different,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cause i might be next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blessed be me if i get to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but when's the next time i'll see em again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*sad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-9086472237966404151?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/9086472237966404151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/9086472237966404151'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when he doesnt bother calling as much,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when 30 mins on the phone is considered long,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when so much has to be said and done in order for him to spend time with you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when the rest of the world wishes you happy birthday but him,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you're fighting back tears on your birthday,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know where you stand,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;your importance, easily measured.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;your suspicion is proven right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;your doubts deemed necessary.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're taken for granted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;now,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT THAT???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i deserve more than this shit you're giving me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i deserve to be treated better than this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how long will you take to realise that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-200024946340546310?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/200024946340546310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/200024946340546310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/200024946340546310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='happy birthday to me..'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-7307892657102712330</id><published>2009-06-30T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:57:10.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>i'm fucking frustrated with what has become of us.&lt;br /&gt;every damn day, i feel like tears are just waiting to run free from em eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i dont need you,&lt;br /&gt;i dont want it,&lt;br /&gt;yet i cant bring myself to leave you,&lt;br /&gt;WHY,&lt;br /&gt;god-damn-it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant i do it?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when every fucking day i feel so disconnected,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unappreciated,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a freaking wall flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i WANT to end this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-7307892657102712330?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/7307892657102712330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/7307892657102712330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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only do so if i have the ka-ching=)&lt;br /&gt;=) =) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there're too many things that i NEED.&lt;br /&gt;i had to capitalise the word to show the urgency and truth to it.&lt;br /&gt;mind you,&lt;br /&gt;not want,&lt;br /&gt;but NEED.&lt;br /&gt;*i'm sure you get the point by now*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, ive been slpin at 4-5 am every night lately..&lt;br /&gt;ahh, slowly killing my skin.&lt;br /&gt;what to do?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i laid awake,&lt;br /&gt;suddenly sylvia ganush of drag me to hell came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;she's one heck of a scary old lady.&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, i have enough thoughts of pretty bags to get her off my mind&lt;br /&gt;eek...slimy flam...*shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that,&lt;br /&gt;so very happy cause so many ppl are gona be back.&lt;br /&gt;lin's leaving today tho..&lt;br /&gt;but, others are arriving today or tmr...HAPPINESSS=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahemmm...just if you're wondering,&lt;br /&gt;b4 you make assumptions that miss yeoh's unhappy,&lt;br /&gt;just cause i'm actually blogging,&lt;br /&gt;no worries,&lt;br /&gt;these days,&lt;br /&gt;i've been at ease...&lt;br /&gt;painfully blissful,i'd say.&lt;br /&gt;not in a state of bliss,&lt;br /&gt;but not terribly depressed.&lt;br /&gt;they take alternate turns.&lt;br /&gt;so, i'm pretty much numb by now.&lt;br /&gt;things had been stressful, every weekend, i wonder if we're gona fight,&lt;br /&gt;which means not spending the entire weekend together,&lt;br /&gt;or if we're gona b okay,&lt;br /&gt;which means, we'd probably spend the whole weekend together.&lt;br /&gt;people ask,&lt;br /&gt;how do i stand it? not knowing when he'll blow or not?&lt;br /&gt;my answer:&lt;br /&gt;drama's my middle name. ( i happen to have a lot of them, i've realised)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-88336452345724093?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/88336452345724093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-alivestill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/88336452345724093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/88336452345724093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-alivestill.html' title='i&apos;m alive...still.'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-7418042917263136626</id><published>2009-05-25T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:03:24.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i pray....</title><content type='html'>dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight i pray.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that the sun will be brighter tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i pray the night would be less lonely.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that i'd do right with my life.&lt;br /&gt;i pray i'd think right.&lt;br /&gt;not with my heart, but with my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i pray i'd make the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;unaffected by emotions, based on past experience.&lt;br /&gt;the past has opened my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;i pray i wont be deluded by feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i pray i wont fail to see pass the facade of things.&lt;br /&gt;i pray i wont fall prey to the wrath of love.&lt;br /&gt;i pray i'd have the wisdom and strength.&lt;br /&gt;come what way, i'd face the storm.&lt;br /&gt;in the name of the Lord i pray,&lt;br /&gt;AMEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-7418042917263136626?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/7418042917263136626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-pray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/7418042917263136626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/7418042917263136626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-pray.html' title='i pray....'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-595508946310056609</id><published>2009-05-19T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:59:32.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mayhem</title><content type='html'>the month of may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's almost the mid of the year, as much as i've said this before.&lt;br /&gt;as much as it's become inevitable,&lt;br /&gt;it never fails to surprise me how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this month, i've been with him for a month.&lt;br /&gt;this month, marks the start of my finals.&lt;br /&gt;this month, has been chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so much has happened, not sure if i could keep up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;things have changed, not sure if i could comprehend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;alteration defies constance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;it's not change that i seek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;if only things could stay the same, even if it's just one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when a rock turns into gem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when beauty turns into beast,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when things turn sour,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what could i possibly turn to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hidden at a corner,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;secretly lurking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;silently stalkin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;threatening to consume,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to devour should i allow it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FEARs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stop you ascend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i fear that things will change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i fear i'd stand alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i fear that it will end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i fear that i would stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i fear that he would quit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i fear that i'd oblige.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i fear that i'd stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i fear that i'd fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the past weeks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;things have not been smooth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's hard to realise within a month,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how we're so alike and different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while things were so magnetic at first,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we're starting to repel, i swear i feel it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of all the things that convinced me much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i'm starting to sway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;help me find my reasons to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;convince me of otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;simply because,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i WANT to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-595508946310056609?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-7202700845312082159</id><published>2009-05-11T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T10:09:04.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby news</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;old habits die hard,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and mine would be??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blogging only when something's bugging me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first up, i've been trying to keep things discreet,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;low key,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;low profile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not an easy feat when u're living in penang.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*sorry ting, wanted to let things stabilise first*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if there should be any news,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm out of my 3-year-long dating hiatus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it took me two weeks to dive head first into it after two weeks of knowing him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not my usual, typical stunt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTHING close to it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i did it somehow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dont know why,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dont know how i was convinced.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's just not so typical of me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yet, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing's typical of this relationship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes people say things,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;though they've asked us to take no offence.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes we just cant help but to wince.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*you know, you never fail to make me feel like an ugly duckling*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;_i truly mean it_&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-7202700845312082159?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/7202700845312082159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/7202700845312082159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/7202700845312082159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-news.html' title='baby news'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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to blab out things that are completely insensitive,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i do have my fair share of mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what can i say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm only human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am not able to disect everything i'm about to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am not capable of steering clear of making offences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i speak my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-9184997980476849198?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/9184997980476849198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-4260765211835571864</id><published>2009-04-13T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T02:37:51.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>while liking someone is not enough to be with someone,&lt;br /&gt;while loving someone is not enough to be married to,&lt;br /&gt;while being married does not mean you've found the love of your life,&lt;br /&gt;what does it come down to?&lt;br /&gt;so unconvincing and vulnerable,&lt;br /&gt;why do we still pour ourselves into it?&lt;br /&gt;doubtful and curious,&lt;br /&gt;how do we feel those two at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;the past, not sure if i want to know.&lt;br /&gt;the future, not sure if i dare to know.&lt;br /&gt;the present, not sure if i really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh?&lt;div 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href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/04/blogshop.html' title='blogshop'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-4686100712853597591</id><published>2009-03-31T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T10:46:48.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a walk down the cemetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;slept at 4 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;woke up at 7 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;went on the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tired&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;complaning, nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i started my day today at the graveyard&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;not very typical, i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;but believe it or not,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i actually find it really peaceful there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i like the feeling it gives me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the peace and quietness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am i weird?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i dont think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;cause those who've been there with me would think the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;as oppose to what horror films have imposed on us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;it really has a calming effect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;fresh air, lotsa green,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;minimal sunlight peering through the leaves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;leaving us with just enough warmth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PEACE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;the effect it has on me is pure magic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;did i mention the dogs there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;friendly bunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;friends who've been there with me would have received a ground tour,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;the dog's tomb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;the armies',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;my grandpa's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;that place intrigues me in ways one can never imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love stories&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;and that place is full of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the dates,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;the &lt;em&gt;words&lt;/em&gt; on the tomb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the names.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;it makes you wonder what they're like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;if the words mirror a certain part of them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;the name, who could the have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;but there's always one thing i'd notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;the DATES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how it all started?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how did it end?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;how did they live in that period?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;what was it like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;endless questions, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;wonders and curiousity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;some were of 18th century,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;some 19th..and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;the older it is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;the more it interests me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;just by looking at them makes me feel like i'm looking at a part of history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;the abundance of mystery they hold is just captivating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;and today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;one caught my eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;a 19th century one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it said &lt;/span&gt;E G &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CULLEN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i just watched twilight yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;edward cullen is more than 100 years old right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;things like that just sets off imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-4686100712853597591?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/4686100712853597591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/walk-down-cemetry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/4686100712853597591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/4686100712853597591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/walk-down-cemetry.html' title='a walk down the cemetry'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-5882490911404180440</id><published>2009-03-30T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:44:21.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>if things are going fine, why the heaviness?&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;nope, i dont have an answer to that.&lt;br /&gt;cause things are never really 'fine' to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;there's always going to be mountains in our way,&lt;br /&gt;and we'll always try to make em move.&lt;br /&gt;at what expense; i wouldnt know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sometimes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;no matter how much you tolerate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;no matter how much you take others into consideration,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;it'll just come back and haunt you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what's there to do when caring turns into hurt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can one just stop and not be bothered?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or just live with it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so many things pent up in me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;none i could tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i dont know who to turn to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;forgiveness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;anger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;frustration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how does one open his mouth and ask for help?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..i just cant..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-5882490911404180440?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/5882490911404180440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/5882490911404180440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/5882490911404180440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_30.html' title='..'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-6475888892730004442</id><published>2009-03-23T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:47:02.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sunday, 10.00 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i rushed there expecting to find a few girls in 'uniform' lingering around only to find none.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went up to 'her' got my uniform and changed in the portable sanitary thing aka plastic box for people to pee in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i sighed a sigh of relief the moment i saw the uniform.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUIHHHH.......it was neither slutty, nor skanky.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was actually more decent than the dress i had on before i changed into it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha...so much for slutting away for the day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was like UBER excited the day before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;probably cause it was my first time working for someone else;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;being NEW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at the same time, i was quite worried.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i mean, i have seen those car roadshow's chics.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;painted an interesting mental pic for myself too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but heck, it's good money.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plus, they didnt even make me put on em boots;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;omg, couldnt thank the good lord enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so there i went, 5 hours on heels.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had a few interesting encounters as well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;notice i've been using the word interesting often?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cause it was!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fyi, i was a goodyear tyre's promoter,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or so i was told in the midst of everything,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodyear tyres ambassador.( what what??)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i was left to stand there to figure out who was who,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boi...i didnt even noe i was talking to my boss until he handed me his namecard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i thought he was some chiko taking pics with me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;basically, my job was to hand out flyers and SMILE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first, i handed this man one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he smiled and asked,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got staff price ah?and a bunch of other stuff.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my reply,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no sir.you can still check out what's going on there.yadayadayada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30 minutes later,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i saw him ushering a bunch of other rich lookin ppl( invited guests)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;apparently he's one of those 'up there'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;felt like smacking myself in the head right there and then,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUCH AN IDIOT, i tell ya.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;btw, i was referrin to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then there's this other fella,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so miss, are these run flat tyres?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me being blur,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huh? what's run flat tyre?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thankfully, another dude came to my rescue,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was too grateful for his help i couldnt rmb what he said,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;until i heard..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;erm, that i'm not sure, you'd have to ask her..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her? i asked her and she asked me back the same thing!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*deiii...sarcastic much????*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tempted to lash back,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was told to stand here, smile and be pretty ( feel free to keep your opinions to yourself; at least i tried?) and distribute these.pfft!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my hero, happened to be bmw rep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i was the ONLY goodyear promoter there and fyi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;they left me there, ALONE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;with a bunch of flyers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;no info, no price, no nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;gahhh..was i frustrated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after 5 grueling hours under the hot sun, i practically ran back to my car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the pay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant complain, of course XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-6475888892730004442?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/6475888892730004442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/6475888892730004442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/6475888892730004442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-time.html' title='first time!'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-7115641989492181939</id><published>2009-03-18T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T15:39:55.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it's 635 in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;no, i'm not early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just that i couldnt sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;GAHHH......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;too many things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i cant help to think about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i cannot NOT think about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;something has to be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-7115641989492181939?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/7115641989492181939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/insomnia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/7115641989492181939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/7115641989492181939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/insomnia.html' title='insomnia....'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-3814032522802463178</id><published>2009-03-18T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:13:25.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>guess a lil</title><content type='html'>hush.&lt;br /&gt;quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;silence's here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;no words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;no sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's here to stay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the echoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leave me be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodbye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i plead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-3814032522802463178?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/3814032522802463178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/guess-lil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/3814032522802463178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/3814032522802463178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/guess-lil.html' title='guess a lil'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-6502535762197860681</id><published>2009-03-17T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T09:39:23.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pfft</title><content type='html'>frustration overload.&lt;br /&gt;need a new bag.&lt;br /&gt;gahhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-6502535762197860681?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/6502535762197860681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/pfft.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/6502535762197860681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/6502535762197860681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/pfft.html' title='pfft'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-2056081909897642843</id><published>2009-03-12T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:21:22.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two cents worth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess it's about time I write something long and essay-like since I've been spoilt by the grace of micro-blogging. In fact, I've been writing those 5 words sentences so often that I'm beginning to question my ability to actually come up with a decent essay. So here it is, a decent, 'long' blog instead of the usual to prove that my years of essay-writing in high school are yet to be wasted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;        It's safe to say that after months of deliriously indulging in the emoness that has become such a vital part of my personality, I'm happier. No, the responsibilities have yet to show mercy but it's alright, I've learnt to embrace it. None the less, despite the extra stuff that I'm plunging into, I feel alot lighter, lighter than how it's been for the past few months.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;       Over the past few months, I've learnt to let go. I can now rub the scar and not feel it throbs, stare at the past and not to be haunted by it later. From denying everything, I've managed to come to a point where I stop pushing them away. While I've mastered the art of denial, I've come to terms with the art of acceptance as well cause if there's anything I've learnt, when you can deny no more, just take it in. That's my two cents worth right there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;        &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-2056081909897642843?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/2056081909897642843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/two-cents-worth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/2056081909897642843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/2056081909897642843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/two-cents-worth.html' title='two cents worth'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-1739798432942505089</id><published>2009-03-11T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:45:14.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dumb acts</title><content type='html'>we were chilling, playing cards.&lt;br /&gt;he walked by, shouted hello.&lt;br /&gt;she looked up, returned a smile.&lt;br /&gt;he went on, walked into a metal stand.&lt;br /&gt;we stared at each other,&lt;br /&gt;broke into laughters.&lt;br /&gt;he turned back, murmured good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and i thought stuff like that are too comedic to happen in real life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-1739798432942505089?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/1739798432942505089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/dumb-acts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/1739798432942505089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/1739798432942505089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/dumb-acts.html' title='dumb acts'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-4306115015876014351</id><published>2009-03-04T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T09:13:25.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>e-mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;a promise i've made,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;a closure i've drawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;bonded by a string,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;tied into a knot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;undo it you can't,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;tighten it, i must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;a line i've drawn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;by force, perhaps so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;by will, i'm not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;but what's done, is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;turn back, please dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;look back, dare i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;trails have been covered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;tracks, erased&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;from oceans to sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;distance's the limit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;deny it i'll try,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;embrace it i cant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;accept it i must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;they say get on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;i say, trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;they call it pessimism,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i call it reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-4306115015876014351?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/4306115015876014351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-mode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/4306115015876014351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/4306115015876014351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-mode.html' title='e-mode'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-8620645139267477169</id><published>2009-03-02T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T10:05:50.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i used to chase after perfection,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now, perfection haunts me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-8620645139267477169?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/8620645139267477169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/8620645139267477169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/8620645139267477169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-7089474776590312319</id><published>2009-02-18T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:09:59.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>help?please...</title><content type='html'>i've made a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must not chicken out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-7089474776590312319?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/7089474776590312319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/02/helpplease.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/7089474776590312319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/7089474776590312319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/02/helpplease.html' title='help?please...'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-4505492299089657698</id><published>2009-02-13T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T09:06:26.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kisses for you</title><content type='html'>first of all,&lt;br /&gt;happy vday to all ma girls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all tht's been done for me,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your company,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as cliche as this might be,&lt;br /&gt;i dont get mushy quite often...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAHS MWAHS MWAHS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-4505492299089657698?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rushed to french, as usual.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;time just isnt my best forte.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;halfway thru the class,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i realised i forgot my phone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;left it under the covers, no big deal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;class ended, so headed over to the bank.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ka-ching...no parking lot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then this dude was motioning to the back of my car,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hand gestures....very puzzling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so, apparently, i had a flat tyre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think along the way, i had 2 more ppl showing concern.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;since when did people become so observant and kind?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;since recession started?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;next, initial stage of panic attack commenced.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"dang it, no phone...how??"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fine, i prayed i'd reach my nearest home(not the one where i left my phone-.-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont mean to sound like a bimbo, but i know nuts bout cars.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;took an extra phone, headed over to shell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, at least the dude was kind enough to give discount.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 bucks ne.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;was in a hurry, so headed over to a bank nearby.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there, sitting directly in the middle of a narrow road,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blocking the entire traffic flow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a stupid big, black car driven by an absolute ningcompoop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gahhhh,...had to go a BIGG round.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;IT was still there when i finally parked my car.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;went down, glared at whoever who was behind those heavily tinted windows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;went into the bank, came out, still glaring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;seriously..some people..they drive such big, exclusive cars...but their mentality is similar to the shell of their oh-so-posh car....EMPTY.gossshhh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh wait, he probably use that to store all his cash and forgot to spare some space for this thing called, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;COMMON SENSE and ETIQUETTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i mean come on, i dont drive the biggest car, neither am i the best-mannered person you'd meet,still, i'd have the courtesy to not cause traffic obstuction however small my car may be or however desperate i may be. pfft!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;went over to disted...hoping and praying hard ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that that's the end of my unlucky curse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but, nooo.....it wasnt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;waited for more than 30mins for the clerk to comfirm something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fyi, i paid and am still paying, and will be paying for my own fees, how can i not b clear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 times i paid, i've oni refunded my caution fees twice..damn it i aint gona pay more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;decided i was short on time and not willing and very to keen to waste anymore time than i've wasted on this uncalled- for debate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll just have to go back and dig up them resits.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*now where did i put em?*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;was supposed to pick up some stuff on the way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but cant really remember the route...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;decided not to push ma luck any further, and went home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahh...finally had something to eat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for now, i'm safe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-4064747675653656772?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/4064747675653656772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/02/arghhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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came,&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year went...&lt;br /&gt;dare i doubt the fact that time flies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seemed like just yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;when i greeted 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's february already,&lt;br /&gt;i've barely noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've boarded,&lt;br /&gt;the bullet train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by mistake or not,&lt;br /&gt;life takes off once you're 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything seems faster,&lt;br /&gt;pull the brakes, clearly not an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ps: i feel so out of touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;emo-nyeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-7696451690069111291?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-4400923001995374335</id><published>2009-01-21T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T02:41:56.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dah dum!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll admit, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today was not as auspicious as i've hoped it would be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;woke up at 10 a.m&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"ting!!results out de....faster go check, then tell me k!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kayin la tu...enthusiastic melebih-.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that kid got pretty sweet grades.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good for him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and no, he doesnt know yet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my phone's credit's dead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;results were fine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not good, but ALRIGHT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moving on....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you know what urks me lately?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my french teacher.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can already sense that this sem was not going to be pretty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taking beginner 4 and intermediate 5 at the same time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not all teachers are as obnoxious, and HE isnt entirely as well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but, there's just something bout him that makes me wanna GAHHHHHHH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'd blame the aura.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he has this lil smirk thing going on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very successful one as well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;makes you feel like the most idiotic person on earth,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and he does it soooo friggin effortlessly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i almost envied him for that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another thing is, what's up with french and geography?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;these people seem to know the entire world atlas by heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no kidding, they know their shits.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so right, we've always been quizzed on geography in class.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the best i could manage was:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm sorry, our syllabus went as far as southeast asia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not that i was ever bothered to have the 'extra' knowledge.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i'll tell you..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after the series of SMIRKS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've had enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;list of countries with their respective capital and languages practised.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL OF THEM tabulated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i now have in my hands,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19 sheets of tables.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'mma memorise them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*sheesh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-4400923001995374335?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/4400923001995374335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/01/dah-dum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/4400923001995374335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/4400923001995374335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/01/dah-dum.html' title='dah dum!'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-5795103208566162257</id><published>2009-01-20T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:40:21.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tease me all you want after this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but heck..you try to think straight when desperation kicks in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so right,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was looking at the 'chinese calendar'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;21st of January...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it says....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AUSPICIOUS DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whoot~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not bad..not bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-5795103208566162257?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/5795103208566162257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/5795103208566162257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/5795103208566162257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_20.html' title='...'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-3377530148494885496</id><published>2009-01-20T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:21:37.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates...not reallyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;results are going be out tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;am i hyperventilating yet??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;aha...not YET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but the nerves are DEFINITELY getting to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*runn!!!!!!!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was thinking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dare to be different.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;an easy line to say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;an easy line to agree on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;easy to follow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*smirks* you tell me that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was thinking, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what if i prefer to skip the uni life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and start my own business...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;own business at 18.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's sounds great and stupid at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blablabla...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if it fails...you've got nothing to back you up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what if you succeed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes you might fail....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you'll learn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the road less taken..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dare i be different?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha...i'm too much of a chicken.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*oh wells*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;always the chicken...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-3377530148494885496?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/3377530148494885496/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-2922456499876072850</id><published>2009-01-14T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:13:27.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mad woman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no matter how nicely i try to put this, it's gonna come out pathetic..so why bother neh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's the twentieth time i've been scrolling down my contact list...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;frankly, there isnt a single soul out there that i could talk to, whine to if you'd prefer that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;who'd entertain ma nuisance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;while i want to talk to someone, i dont feel like it at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there isnt anything tht i wanna talk about. hence nothing to say anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but i cant stand staring into the ceiling, not being able to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so the whole, i wana talk, yet i dun feel lk discussing anything at the same time, is frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've resolved to coming online. NO ONE's here-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i took out the solitaire thingy...and man the pegs are scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one sideof it is the shape of a star, the other,&lt;/span&gt; a fugly creepy looking clown&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.*shivers*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;perhaps my final resolution would be me, getting a brick, putting it next to ma bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i can just knock myself out when i have to.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i doubt counting sheeps would work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;reading? lids are too heavy, tired and sleepy, but i cant sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;do i sound crazy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;happy thoughts* *happy thoughts* *happy thoughts*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;repeated chanting.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM CRAZY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;okie, if you would kindly ignore whatever that has been said up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rantings....pfft&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*someone please slap the shit outta me&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-2922456499876072850?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/2922456499876072850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/01/mad-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/2922456499876072850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/2922456499876072850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/01/mad-woman.html' title='mad woman!'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-2624187392837712832</id><published>2009-01-12T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:24:13.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;10:30 am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i heard a buzz from somewhere above my head, very persistent one indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i swear, there's no greater annoyance and agitation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;than disruption of my sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;it's serious business, no kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;if i've not warned you, now i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my sleep is not to be disturbed=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so right, the no was 22...something something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i thought it was bird mouth, te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;irritated, i answered..in a tone, with an attitude..lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;not pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;" WHAT?!?! hamisu?!?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;a laughter came through...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;"bonjour, cava?? how are you my dear??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;oh shits~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ma professeur de francais?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;yeah, what a morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-2624187392837712832?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/2624187392837712832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/2624187392837712832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/2624187392837712832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_12.html' title='-.-'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-6342701236145207025</id><published>2009-01-12T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T07:57:54.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>halting stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;xanga finally stopped being a bitchXD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lets see how long it can keep its bitchening acts to itself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAK...bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway..i was surprised to see that it's not entirely dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thought no one would go there by now.lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ah well....SMILES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-6342701236145207025?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/6342701236145207025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/01/halting-stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/6342701236145207025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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exact..&lt;br /&gt;cocktail heaven..HEAVENLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence, it's ma new personal mission to:&lt;br /&gt;1. make sure i try out as many cocktails as i can in one lifetime around the globe&lt;br /&gt;2. have a full bar in ma home in future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever said cocktails are for pussies is wrong...&lt;br /&gt;these pretty lil things are to die for..&lt;br /&gt;and they dont get you pissed drunk...&lt;br /&gt;the colours!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-7503994787791457921?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/7503994787791457921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;of all things she can forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;she forgot how to smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;of all things she knows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;she knows not how to laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of all things she could lose,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;she lost her grip on things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of all things she can remember,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;she couldnt recall happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of all things she can realise,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;she realised, it's too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of all people she can fight, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;it's her, she's fighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of all things she can see, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;she sees what could have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of all people she can trust, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;it's her now, she cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of all things she can hear, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;her heart echoes silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of all that she regrets, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;genuine bliss tops the list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when is too much, overwhelming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when is too little, depriving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;who's to know, which is right and what not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if there's indeed a book,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;depicting right from wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;would we swear by it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-4366054514368843438?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/4366054514368843438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/01/of-all-things-i-could-write.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/4366054514368843438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/4366054514368843438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/01/of-all-things-i-could-write.html' title='of all things i could write...'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-6231409131095895265</id><published>2009-01-05T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:51:40.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the art of denial</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;denial,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my constant companion and practice of late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;faithful and loyal&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the first i run to when faced with doubts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;simplest of all solutions it seems,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;an easy exit to matters of all sort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;conducting it however,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i could only wish was as simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the art of denial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm proud to master.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;acknowledgement before denial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;is the fundamental step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;acceptance of the fact you ought to deny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then, deny the fact you've come to accept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ironic, you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;indeed so, like most of the things in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yet, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;can a master of denial deny pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hurt above all else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;disappointment and what not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;can one deny uncontrollable surge of emotions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;intensified with every attempt of denial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;can one regret what that has been denied,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;along with it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what that has been accepted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;on the other note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;musnt one be convinced,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a theory be laid out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;with reasons to uphold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;before acceptance can be made?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;confusing and complicated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;with quite an interesting twist,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to comprehend reality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we propose theories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;supported by excuses, only too easy to be made up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which in return, accepted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;only to be denied in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;are you not confused yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;follow if you may,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tell me I think too much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yet, could you not agree with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;accept my humble piece of perspective on life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;only to deny later that life isnt as complicated as it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#990000;"&gt;see, DENIAL.....rather inevitable,no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-6231409131095895265?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/6231409131095895265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/01/art-of-denial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/6231409131095895265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/6231409131095895265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/01/art-of-denial.html' title='the art of denial'/><author><name>ting_en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06570215964218513978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-7363440836712738379</id><published>2009-01-05T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:41:31.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year...not quite</title><content type='html'>1-1-09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;truth be told,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i'm not too keen to enter the year 2009,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;yet, reluctantly i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i fail to share the same enthusiasm as others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;can't seem to feel hopeful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;how dare i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;yes, i do have a clear idea of my plans this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;my plans, my steps, laid out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but for now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;there's this hollowness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;building up in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;puzzles have come to fit perfectly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;things are cloudy no more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;how could i not have known?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;how could i have doubted my hunch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;tho, this sudden but expected realisation is not doing me any good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;confirmation to my qualms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;one i would gladly avoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but i will, and i must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i WOULD come to term and deal with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;denial is my talent, one i would not use this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;it's been a long deliberation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;to ignore the ache,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;consistently telling myself that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i have more than enough reasons to be grateful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i have no right to allow this gut-wrenching 'feeling' to dwell in me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I SHOULD BE HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;yet, should i be convinced, would i need much reasoning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i can simply accept the simply fact that i'm indeed not feeling very upbeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;grateful but just not happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;make peace with my uproar of emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;fill in the empty spaces, ridding the hollowness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;how??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;work as hard as i may,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;do as much as i could,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;there would come a time when my head hits the softness of the pillow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;instantly, i'm consumed and overwhelmed by the wave of uneasiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;its intensity doubles every minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;eyes closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;thoughts afloat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;sleeping, a constant struggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;to acknowledge or to ignore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;would it have made much of a difference?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-7363440836712738379?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/7363440836712738379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-yearnot-quite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;first of all,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i had a blastttt....AWESOMENESS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;eve was great and the same amount of enthusiasm continued to flow all the way into xmas day..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;managed to see almost everyone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;uber happiness!!XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;xmas greeted me at the stroke of midnight with well,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a slab of lubricant on ma hands..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no, i was getting into any bedroom action.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;rather, with bizarre gifts, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;comes bizarre ways of 'sharing'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so yea, fun it was.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;company was just over the top.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love.love.love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;as for today,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;JE TE MANQUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone i truly, dearly care about left for uk today,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it just hit me a lil while ago,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tht he's gone-.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yesterday, was a repetition of a scene 2 years ago,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;same scene,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;same people,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIM n HER,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but viewed with a completely opposite perspective.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not even a single,tingly signal down my spine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*smiles*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt; was the only thing on my mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAIHS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and guys, it's not that i don't appreciate you as much,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if i nvr had little projects set aside for ya,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;just that goodbyes were nvr possible or necessary with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;forgive me, aite?=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AVRIL,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;c'est&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;loin&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;non?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wonder what would ( or might) have changed by then eh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-5209469571282787450?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/5209469571282787450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-8739368386877141341</id><published>2008-12-23T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T07:17:47.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 in 1, hardly the best bargain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it's true when they say you meet 3 guys in one lifetime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;your first love&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the one you truly love (the most),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;the one you marry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;very rarely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;like a precious gem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;that you can find all these 3 guys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;in one person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it's sad that i have to acknowledge the fact that i can never find all 3 in one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and i truly envy those who can..i mean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;what are the odds, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;marrying your first love ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;seems like a fairytale now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;yet the idea of being able to give yourself as a WHOLE to the person you ought to marry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;with your heart still intact, never shattered,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;hopes well preserved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;reality unimportant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;dreams undeterred; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;seems too good to be true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;my belief in love had been shaken,tested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it's not a game that i excel it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;what's the smart thing to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;what's the RIGHT thing to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've been taught to abstain from things that burn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;should i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-8739368386877141341?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/8739368386877141341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqmUcfvoam0/ST_VZHMlznI/AAAAAAAAABA/5cKwhRoOr_Y/S220/m175113459%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876220833795849473.post-193937472072355899</id><published>2008-12-21T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T07:20:44.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;if there's such a thing called &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lucky streak&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my life would have been the &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;exact opposite&lt;/span&gt; for last week,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;chaotic might have been an understatement even.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so much so that it can be made into a reality series,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;probably even worth watching reruns of it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;afterall, u dont watch shows lk tht unless it involves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the person being drained with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;an avalanche of absolute shitty situations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then her clawing her way outta it or drowning along with it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not gonna even play it down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it WAS that bad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;on the other note,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing's more disgustingly annoying,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;painfully pathetic&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;than absolute indulgence in self pity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;much to my horror, the past week was encouraging THAT do come upon me in FULL FORCE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for an instant, i actually took pity in my horrendous fate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and NOT feel guilty about it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YUCK!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ran into a long last friend as well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yep,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOST would be the right word.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks in great part to me i guess.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he was just this one person i was dead convinced i'd nvr run into,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;or at least the last person i'd expect to run into.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm glad i did&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;made me realise how much time has changed things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in a good,positive way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hopefully, things will take a turn soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm quite worn out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thus, sorry if i've been acting lk a cold hearted bitch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my mood was sour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, not the best excuse but the only REASON i can come up with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-193937472072355899?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/193937472072355899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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decided,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I AM MOVING.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for days, i've been deprived of letting my words( if not thoughts ) run free.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;almost as if it was clogging my mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dang it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so here i am...HELLOSSS=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps: i've had enough of u, xanga. go on, be a bitch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8876220833795849473-8617387321286964116?l=chocolateismysin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/feeds/8617387321286964116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateismysin.blogspot.com/2008/12/buhybyes-xangahellusss-blogspot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8876220833795849473/posts/default/8617387321286964116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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