<?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-7302712142598135831</id><updated>2011-08-02T15:45:51.568-07:00</updated><category term='slim fest will be wasting resources on you'/><category term='don think too simple.'/><category term='I&apos;ll always be here for you Miraalove'/><category term='See how I feel.'/><category term='Useless boyfriend'/><category term='my balls are sweating'/><category term='joy joy joy'/><category term='fourteen febuary four fifty three pm'/><category term='i love my girlfriend oh so much.oinks.'/><category term='just another lousy day'/><category term='ooohhh..what a sight.'/><category term='cherish or regret'/><category term='oink oink oink'/><category term='sexy wifey'/><title type='text'>A state of Euphoria.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-708939280122443301</id><published>2009-07-06T05:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T05:07:07.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh</title><content type='html'>Argh, a Blood clotted eye and I'm sick. AHHHH!!! Damn.. I hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Baby's sick as well. =( hais... Take care yeah dear. Get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resting time! BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 days to TP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-708939280122443301?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/708939280122443301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/07/argh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/708939280122443301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/708939280122443301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/07/argh.html' title='Argh'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-7159081977236908398</id><published>2009-06-27T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T09:21:36.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Meaningful day</title><content type='html'>sooo... Today's been a really meaningful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning and prepared to go for my niece's 1st month birthday at Pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aranda Country club chalet. woah.. fucking nice place and fucking expensive sia! 300 for a night! but it's really worth it tho, because can use the spa and some facilities and also got 4 free entry tickets to wild wild wet( don really bother tho ). heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to meet Baby at Tampines MRT and went to Armand's place for Kenduri Katam Qur'an.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan's now a GRADUATE! congrats fatness. =) and yeah.. I'm really happy that you gave Mama 200 and saved 100 for yourself. good son. =) I'll never see myself nor Armand nor Fadhly doing that for Mama. =x unless.... It's 500 bucks. den I don mind giving a hundred. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that came Tektonik time with Apit and Fad. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A'an.. Nice voice. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Me.. As always.. Handsome. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..oh! Congratulations too to Fadhly and Humairah! For officially being together on the 27th of June 2009! Pray that everything will go well for both of you lovebirds and that you both will last till time ends. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my dearest sweetheart, LOVE YOU! *makes kissing sounds* =p heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DixonfrostyAbidola Ong. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-7159081977236908398?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/7159081977236908398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/06/real-meaningful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7159081977236908398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7159081977236908398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/06/real-meaningful-day.html' title='Real Meaningful day'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-5163805530447168555</id><published>2009-06-16T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T10:10:07.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHAHA!</title><content type='html'>Soooo!! after a whole month of not posting and after loads of people's nagging to ask me to update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! Here i am! So... let's see... i really don't where to start with..hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..OH! I'm currently waiting for my TP which is gonna be on the 15th july. =)) hope everything goes well and yeah BIKE TIME!! NO MORE BUS AND TRAINS!! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a gig last saturday, which was 13th june at Belzone,Tanjong Pagar area. Stressful yet enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I have to thank Baby and the rest of the guys for making everything possible for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and secondly, i have to thank the crowd for making it possible as well! =) you guys really rock my socks! i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home not with a loss, but instead... a PROFIT! er... 17 dollars. =)) hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats all for the gig, and now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's birthday. =) 16th june 2009. SHE'S 19 SEHHH!! OOOOOHHHHH~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahahaha! spent it with her at fullerton. got her a last minute present for her..sorry dear~ really didn't have time to shop for you. Hope you liked it yeah? =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepaked.. ngah romance romance.. ARMAND AND AKID DTG PLAK! SPPOOOILLL LAAA!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.. so yeah, we lepakeddd till 10 plus and left the place for home. Supposedly to go back to camp but yeah.. heh. tk sempat uh. grr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am, armand's place for sleepover. AS USUAL. and discussing for our next gig. which i haven't got the details yet. will update everyone as soon as possible kayy? =) all i know is that it's gonna be a 1hr slot! wooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, anyone who enjoys our performance! REMEMBER TO COME YEAH! 3 more new songs! and im not telling what! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright nights! damn tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DixonFrosty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-5163805530447168555?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/5163805530447168555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/5163805530447168555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/5163805530447168555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahahaha.html' title='HAHAHAHA!'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-398863847228422572</id><published>2009-05-02T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:01:38.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed RTT and went for bowling session with Ali, Ahmed and Suffian. hahahaha! startingstarting je da nk jatuh. hahahahaha! step mane nyer pro. tp last last pn menang jgk laa. =D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha after that Ali send me back on his 1 seater GSX. AND MY ASS HURTS! tp shiok uhh. JEALOUS SEH!!! bile mau dpt class 2 nie. ish! tk leh ang ah! hahahaha. Lepas tu spent the night at Armand's place with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alek umah, Tdo.....Tdo.......Tdo......smpai kul 6, ikut mama and daddy to dinner dkt swimming complex. and den went home and so called "go to camp uh" hahaha tp gi jumpe the rest dkt westmall. left that area at bout 10 and went off to some places and got some stuffs done and damn.. I'm a happy man. *BIG SMILE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alek umah, Tdo.....Tdo.....Tdo smpai kul 7, gi umah lan and met up with the guys there. Watch people being thrashed at Fight Night 3. hahahaha! and went down to mac to chill. till bout 10 plus den left with Armand and Fad to hommmeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here i am! BORED AS HELL ON  A SATURDAY NIGHT! .... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..oh.. i wanna sleep alr, tmro got prac at 8am. 5.02 Circuit Assessment. Very good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE! NIGHTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-398863847228422572?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/398863847228422572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/05/thursday-passed-rtt-and-went-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/398863847228422572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/398863847228422572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/05/thursday-passed-rtt-and-went-for.html' title=''/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-4115455608458662688</id><published>2009-04-30T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:03:16.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YEY!</title><content type='html'>Hell of a week i had! running around from bbdc to camp and back. but it was all worth it. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just passed my RTT like.. 6hrs ago. hahahaha. happy seh. just hope 5.02 goes well on sunday uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't been having much detail lately but once there's a detail i get a very good one. grr.&lt;br /&gt;oh..oh! and someone made me realised something without realising it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter is the cure to all Sickness. hah!&lt;br /&gt;thanks Makcik! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, im dead beat and im gonna go hit the punching bag soon.!&lt;br /&gt;will update when i feel like it. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalobatez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-4115455608458662688?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/4115455608458662688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/04/yey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4115455608458662688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4115455608458662688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/04/yey.html' title='YEY!'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-3241632233535878029</id><published>2009-04-25T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:58:38.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTOSS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP3tGIfNsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xwu4NAHz8nA/s1600-h/n599126392_2955348_518673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP3tGIfNsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xwu4NAHz8nA/s320/n599126392_2955348_518673.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328875138221815490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best shades in the WORLD! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP3o1Ea3_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/c7eFy4EDlgg/s1600-h/2821_94800075085_692775085_3002385_6455401_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP3o1Ea3_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/c7eFy4EDlgg/s320/2821_94800075085_692775085_3002385_6455401_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328875064921874418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP3kCrnysI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PDU-1VzXEbo/s1600-h/2821_94800070085_692775085_3002384_7106063_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP3kCrnysI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PDU-1VzXEbo/s320/2821_94800070085_692775085_3002384_7106063_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328874982676613826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatness.ohhh.. sexy. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP3eNPWvnI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EiO4QunuQYg/s1600-h/2821_94800035085_692775085_3002379_329477_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP3eNPWvnI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EiO4QunuQYg/s320/2821_94800035085_692775085_3002379_329477_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328874882431630962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP3QCR_OjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FzPCeaSQPB0/s1600-h/2821_94800015085_692775085_3002375_1710499_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP3QCR_OjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FzPCeaSQPB0/s320/2821_94800015085_692775085_3002375_1710499_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328874638971714098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP1CcumxzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Kj5QvHeu450/s1600-h/2821_94799900085_692775085_3002357_5146645_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP1CcumxzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Kj5QvHeu450/s320/2821_94799900085_692775085_3002357_5146645_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328872206529644338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rajin nyer dia. BIASE LAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP05t3LJOI/AAAAAAAAAEg/s4Pr2FAsXoY/s1600-h/2821_94799875085_692775085_3002353_1654145_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP05t3LJOI/AAAAAAAAAEg/s4Pr2FAsXoY/s320/2821_94799875085_692775085_3002353_1654145_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328872056510162146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP0xomIs0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/LujeSrMngwc/s1600-h/2821_94799805085_692775085_3002344_3903440_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP0xomIs0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/LujeSrMngwc/s320/2821_94799805085_692775085_3002344_3903440_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328871917657568066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP0hLBzhgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/I_qhuyagbkA/s1600-h/2821_94799795085_692775085_3002342_762447_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP0hLBzhgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/I_qhuyagbkA/s320/2821_94799795085_692775085_3002342_762447_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328871634842650114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP0U02i4_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/rUI4fpx-T3g/s1600-h/2821_94799785085_692775085_3002340_5590289_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP0U02i4_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/rUI4fpx-T3g/s320/2821_94799785085_692775085_3002340_5590289_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328871422731412466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-3241632233535878029?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/3241632233535878029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/04/photoss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/3241632233535878029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/3241632233535878029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/04/photoss.html' title='PHOTOSS!!'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SfP3tGIfNsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xwu4NAHz8nA/s72-c/n599126392_2955348_518673.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-7153418660714930263</id><published>2009-04-25T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:22:27.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blast week</title><content type='html'>hmmm..lets see.. finally got to meet s on thursday. altho i waited for an hour. but yeah... as always. No complains. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday went down to bukit batok with the guys and chilled there till morning den went back home and slept for 2 patheticcc hours! and left for Mandai Crematorium to settle Atuk's thingy.&lt;br /&gt;omg and i swear i almost teared when i saw a tablet that says this.. "Delivered to the world on 27-4-08. Went back home on 28-4-08." !!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking 1 day in this heavenly place.! damn.. sad kn kn kn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. back to the story.. den went for lunch with family and off to 4tones to meet the guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jammed from 2-4pm and left the place with much morale and confidence. =D (HAH! LIKE REAL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went straight to Waterloo street there although our slot starts at 7 plus! lepak... mamam...lepak... mamam... lepak.... minum...lepak.... and and and.. smoke...smoke....smoke...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally it was our turn. *big smiles* hahaha smgt seh da lame tk perform tau tau tau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. set up and stuffs. den den den! technical problem.. GRR!! freaking left pedal stuck. LOL! kam was so bingit but yet he still brought out his best uh. MUCH APPRECIATED PURPLE DINOSAUR! hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. the gig wasn't that bad.. in fact.. it was kinda fun for me. jealous seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sblah Lan ade Mai ngah Headbang&lt;br /&gt;Sblah Nal ade Rabia ngah amik gmbr. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Sblah Spike ade Faera jd dia peh kipas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sblah aku.. empty..&lt;br /&gt;sblah Man.. Empty..&lt;br /&gt;Sblah Kam.. MESTI LAA EMPTY KLAU TK MCM MANE NK MAEN DRUM KN! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.. so yeah. went back on the last train and KO-ED when i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now here i am, just came back from my prac just now. psst psst.. "passed" . =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload the photos of yesterday as soon as possible yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChaloBatez!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-7153418660714930263?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/7153418660714930263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/04/blast-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7153418660714930263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7153418660714930263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/04/blast-week.html' title='blast week'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-2556099299506961159</id><published>2009-04-24T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T04:58:00.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!</title><content type='html'>omg, it's been sooo long since i last updated.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry people and thanks fad for blowing the dust aways! hahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, for the past..2 weeks plus? i've been busy with work and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;indulging myself in things that i shouldn;t be indugling in and drinking things that i shouldn't be drinking. hmmm.. damn.. im getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, im kinda lazy now so i'll update later at home i guess. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-2556099299506961159?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/2556099299506961159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/2556099299506961159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/2556099299506961159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry.html' title='Sorry!'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-8756072385613489214</id><published>2009-04-08T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T08:57:51.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best week in the Army.</title><content type='html'>hahaha! have been staying out for the whole of this week. damn i love this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, stayed up almost everyday and almost died of exhaustion man. BUT HELL YEAH! it's been so long i've been this free. but yeah, good things don last huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encik's gonna be back by this coming Tuesday. DAMN! GET BOMBED ENCIK BOMBED!!! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, now i'm at armand's place with him beside me. (Pain in the arse) =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yearn for that sweet smile and that sweet voice of yours. hahahaha. you theif! =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-8756072385613489214?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/8756072385613489214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-week-in-army.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/8756072385613489214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/8756072385613489214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-week-in-army.html' title='Best week in the Army.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-1704280648337694077</id><published>2009-04-06T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:56:20.068-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slim fest will be wasting resources on you'/><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>i shouldnt give you the honour of spoiling my day, but somehow you made my day. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right, i just realised that i did scold you through the phone huh. too bad! it's alr on your tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;What Can You Do To Me! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so yeah, went out after camp to lepak with the guys and then went to jurong east at 10.30pm gitu to meet someone. hah! really really nice. damn, so long never had a good time chatting alr. really missed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached back home at bout 12 plus.  LUCKILY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..oh! so Armand , Krus and I were talking bout their HOT Cousin. (A close friend of mine =x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, they threw some questions regarding to her because they thought that i was lying when i said that she's a close friend of mine, and well, i can say that i answered almost all of them correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is one of them, "What's her height?"&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Just nice for me to kiss. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..oh! and "Specs or not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans : Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them: HAHAHAHAHAH! SHE DOES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I know! you asked if she wear specs but never ask bout contacts what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US: HAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Damn.. i know she's too hot for you all , just nice for me. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh damn, i need to go back camp in like..two and a half hours time. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-1704280648337694077?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/1704280648337694077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/04/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/1704280648337694077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/1704280648337694077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/04/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-5685766015892054818</id><published>2009-04-04T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T17:47:45.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>alright, so i've been really busy during my 1 week leave taking my bike pracs and theory lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been home late lately in a very fatigue state thats why didn't really update much for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. bike pracs, i managed to clear till 3.1 for the past 5days and am really happy bout it because i know that now when i'm in camp, everything's gonna be so difficult to do. especially taking pracs. wonder when will i ever finish the stuffs. heh. TK SABAR LA SIA!!! oops. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday she called, sounded very weird so i kinda guessed what was happening, and true enough she didn't prove me wrong. "do you still love me?" she asked.. i didn't feel obligated to answer but yet.. i did. cos i know i still do. so next time if i say "i love you" you better don just go "hmmm". drunkness. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back took my stuff and went to armand's place last min. didn't feel like sleeping in camp cause there wont be anyone in my 18men bunk! there's no way i'm gonna sleep there alone man. hahaha. ate, watch movie, talk cock and smoke and went off to sleep at 1 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZINGLY, i was able to wake up just now at 5.30am to get ready and stuffs. hah! i aint no sleeping beauty no more~~ =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am, in camp. doing my duty.. BOREDOM!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-5685766015892054818?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/5685766015892054818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/04/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/5685766015892054818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/5685766015892054818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/04/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-7663397363335460436</id><published>2009-03-30T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T07:34:08.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>damn</title><content type='html'>so luckily i didn't fall asleep at home just now,&lt;br /&gt;managed to reach bbdc on time for my prac.&lt;br /&gt;guess wad? i jumped from 1.01 to 1.03. hahahaha! POWER RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;( i know it's quite normal, just make me happy can? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, tmro gonna spend the whole day at bbdc too. i've got 3 theory lessons tmro. so damn gonna sleep sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im missing you real badly if you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;please text me or something alright? I still wanna get this going. but i think it's hard..&lt;br /&gt;like what you left on the caption.. "no you don't know honey"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. i really don't know and i really want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the key is still on my finger when i go out and our pictures are still in my computer under the folder "Bucuk and I &lt;3". and in my locker and in my room and in my phone and.. the image of you is still kept deep in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais.. just hoping that things will become straight again soon. i still want to taste the cooking and the twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh damn, im starting it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update soon.. i hope. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-7663397363335460436?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/7663397363335460436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/damn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7663397363335460436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7663397363335460436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/damn.html' title='damn'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-5901914098180775613</id><published>2009-03-29T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:49:48.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!</title><content type='html'>Damn! I'm late for my BTL 1.02 alr. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am supposed to wake up at 8am,&lt;br /&gt;Well i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't suppose to go back to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Well i did that too. -_-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH! wasted my SGD$8.03. hahahaha. luckily prac is at 4pm wont forget. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im awake in the morning with NOTHING to do. and I'm super bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE KILL ME PLEASE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-5901914098180775613?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/5901914098180775613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/5901914098180775613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/5901914098180775613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg.html' title='OMG!'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-5250869491571814110</id><published>2009-03-27T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:47:22.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and i hope you know why they changed.</title><content type='html'>So yeah, i think Seth's really just an excuse for me i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not only blaming you for this failure but im blaming myself even more for committing a stupid mistake and making you angry and this.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I may portray myself to have that much patience at times but everytime when relationship matters comes it's just hard to have that much patience because i don't even know if you want to continue the relationship when all you answer me is "i don't know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's true that i still love you and i do want to continue this but it's just hard when everything is unknown to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how? may i know? if you really do want to continue this..&lt;br /&gt;Just make yourself think hard for this once if you want to continue this..&lt;br /&gt;no more "i dont know", please? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh and i'm not trying to be sarcastic here, but yeah. it's hard to find a guy with that much patience and the determination to actuall'y throw away his ego for a relationship. Im not trying to self promote or wad. but I'm really willing to change for you. Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-5250869491571814110?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/5250869491571814110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-i-hope-you-know-why-they-changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/5250869491571814110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/5250869491571814110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-i-hope-you-know-why-they-changed.html' title='and i hope you know why they changed.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-2434641176833342227</id><published>2009-03-27T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T10:11:34.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fourteen febuary four fifty three pm'/><title type='text'>It's all over</title><content type='html'>After 4days of torment to my heart and mind.&lt;br /&gt;Finally everything's over.&lt;br /&gt;Altho much hurt was inflicted to myself, but i just had to do it.&lt;br /&gt;It ain't the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't the only one who lost all your trust.&lt;br /&gt;I lost my trust in you to even continue this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Your indecisiveness is just terrible.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you might say that you're indecisive from the start,&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't it to be this bad till an extend that you don't even know whether you still want to continue this relationship?&lt;br /&gt;This is just bad..&lt;br /&gt;Way too bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, breaking up might not be a sad thing for you since you've still got people who "loves" you so damn much.&lt;br /&gt;but for me, it's like i fell from the World Trade Centre on 911.&lt;br /&gt;You just won't understand how i feel, and you never will.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;You're simply too selfish.&lt;br /&gt;Simply claiming that you don't care bout what others say or do to you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;It's such a defensive sentence.&lt;br /&gt;Now i realise how dumb am i to actually realise this after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't bear the risk to wait for you for that "while/longer"&lt;br /&gt;It's just a plain waste of time since trust isn't there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides i realised that i changed quite a bit of old habits within this 1 month 12 days, 8hrs and 15mins. (It's 01:09am now) &lt;br /&gt;It's a good start for someone else i guess? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, I don't mean any offence to say all these to you.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope you'll learn from your mistakes and i'll learn from mine. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh! and..Seth, If you're reading this..&lt;br /&gt;Take care of her alright? I believe that both of you really do belong together.&lt;br /&gt;I was here under the arrangement of god to test your love for her. ( I think so, Just making myself feel better i guess ) hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, much blessings from me.&lt;br /&gt;you won't even hear from me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;cause i doubt she would contact me anymore either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go now!&lt;br /&gt;Takings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-2434641176833342227?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/2434641176833342227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-all-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/2434641176833342227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/2434641176833342227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-all-over.html' title='It&apos;s all over'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-6904215265400714511</id><published>2009-03-25T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:17:41.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=))</title><content type='html'>so yeah, called bby last night and got to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was really happy that she allowed me to do that and at least she was able to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;Although she gave me the cold shoulders but still I didn't really bother because I deserved it and i couldn't be more happy as long as she's willing to talk to me uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am like really bored in camp right now.. and I'm missing you. (are you?)&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget the day we officially got together.&lt;br /&gt;The places we went,&lt;br /&gt;The food we ate,&lt;br /&gt;The drinks we drank and also the ring that we still wear now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh damn, i'm falling oh so deep for you and i really regretted being a dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can do now is to pray for things to get better soon, cos i really really want to meet you and hug you and kiss you and most importantly to make an apology to you face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;Detail starting alr.&lt;br /&gt;Do take care,&lt;br /&gt;Hope you'll call me if anything happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-6904215265400714511?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/6904215265400714511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/6904215265400714511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/6904215265400714511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_25.html' title='=))'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-5361582112497356353</id><published>2009-03-24T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:25:27.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>A beautiful yacht fully filled with Love.&lt;br /&gt;Just me and you and the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, just a blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;A sudden thunderstorm appeared in front of my eye.&lt;br /&gt;Just in a min, our yacht got wrecked and we got separated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drifting apart and your shape becomes smaller and smaller.&lt;br /&gt;but still, in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding you tightly as we float around in this vast ocean filled with Sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Fear,&lt;br /&gt;Anger,&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surviving on nothing but love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-5361582112497356353?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/5361582112497356353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/5361582112497356353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/5361582112497356353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_24.html' title='.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-1673551516543240847</id><published>2009-03-24T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:17:47.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grr!</title><content type='html'>"i am giving love some space fer a while" - Her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking 2 things right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You're fucking pissed with me and that you don't want to continue this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You're fucking pissed with me but you just want me to stay out of your life for a while and get back to me later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought number 2 might be good news for me because at least i know that you still want to continue this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet.. Thought number 1 just keeps on going through my head. Fuck am I pessimistic. Boo me. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've made a grave mistake and I've brought even more shame to your name than what "she" did.&lt;br /&gt;But don't i even deserve a second chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have no idea what to do, I have been trying very hard not to think bout' anything.&lt;br /&gt;but my mind is just filled with images of you. and the things you've been posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more suicidal can one get? - Dixon.&lt;br /&gt;Very. - P&lt;br /&gt;Okay thanks - Dixon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Miraajoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-1673551516543240847?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/1673551516543240847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/grr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/1673551516543240847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/1673551516543240847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/grr.html' title='Grr!'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-6424272052009592807</id><published>2009-03-24T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T04:50:07.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 without you.</title><content type='html'>Day 1 without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything just seems so messed up without Bby texting me or even not being able to hear her voice for just that few seconds. I realise that I really can't do without you and that I really hope to hear from you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you might be reading this so i just wanna tell you,&lt;br /&gt;You slept real late and you had very sleep today.&lt;br /&gt;Please try to sleep more later alright? I doubt I'll be hearing from you today but i still hope so.&lt;br /&gt;You should be having dinner now and that's a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;I lost all euphoric emotions within that 1min phone call and i really regretted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call it Karma , but i still think that if we can work things out.&lt;br /&gt;Karma will actually look at us and think to him/herself;&lt;br /&gt;"These kids are trying very hard to change, why not just give them a chance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm just blabbering nonsense but I still believe that we can do anything together as long as we're one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Mira,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-OinkyBbyBucuk2Sygsygsyg. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-6424272052009592807?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/6424272052009592807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-1-without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/6424272052009592807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/6424272052009592807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-1-without-you.html' title='Day 1 without you.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-3686291505076400205</id><published>2009-03-24T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T01:00:29.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant think.</title><content type='html'>"i truly have no heart to continue this," - Her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've always been the one that made everything turn sour and I'm really sorry,&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how can i make things better perhaps just by shutting up and not thinking bout anything will just maintain things the way both of us wants it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading a particular text from you that says "When we get married then I'll cook for you kay? =D Love you!" over and over again. I really want this moment to come and I don mean tasting your cooking but to get married with you and have the most adorable twins on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember you said that all these things this girl said bout you and the way she's belittling you is your retribution for the wrong-doings that you've done so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i think, Our current issue is my retribution for what wrongs that I've done in the past. And.. I'm really beginning to think that whatever bad things that are coming my way are my retributions. Thanks for enlightening me. I should just face things calmly and softly from now onwards and I'll make sure it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I'm sorry for what I've done. and don't give up on this can? please..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-3686291505076400205?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/3686291505076400205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-cant-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/3686291505076400205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/3686291505076400205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-cant-think.html' title='I cant think.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-6703594379514044926</id><published>2009-03-23T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:32:56.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>After a loooong talk with a friend, then did i realise that what I've been doing for her is so so wrong. I guess Im just not used to being in love and I still don't know how to do things properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a while alright? I promise everything will change to how you want it. Sorry and Loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-6703594379514044926?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/6703594379514044926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.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/7302712142598135831/posts/default/6703594379514044926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/6703594379514044926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-4314987560956805798</id><published>2009-03-21T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:47:04.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay me!</title><content type='html'>I just cant wait to squeeze you tight the moment i see you,&lt;br /&gt;Oh i miss you oh so much.&lt;br /&gt;faster 4pm.. please? =))&lt;br /&gt;A real state of Euphoria. Gah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-4314987560956805798?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/4314987560956805798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4314987560956805798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4314987560956805798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay-me.html' title='Yay me!'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-2860079636591875429</id><published>2009-03-21T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T11:49:22.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA</title><content type='html'>60 things most girls dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys hate sluts even though they have sex with them!&lt;br /&gt;(oh yeah..you're not "popular" if you've slept with more than 6 guys..you're a HOE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--"Hey, are you busy?" or "Are you doing something?" ~ two phrases guys open with to stop from stammering on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Before they call, guys try to plan out a little about what they're gonna say so there aren't awkward pauses, but once he's on the phone he forgets it all and makes it up as he goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys hate it when their girlfriend get's too close with guys who are interested in her, and it's worse if the girl knows it but yet ignore the facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they're goin for the let-her-complain-to-you-and-then-have-her-realize-how-wonderful-and-nice-you-are method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they're still loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Don't talk about your guy friends to your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys get jealous easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys are more emotional than they'd like people to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?!..uh...nevermind.." would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys hate asking parents for money to buy girls presents. So they come up with ideas like saving their lunch money for a week. But it never works because guys are always hungry so they end up asking the parents for money anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Girls are guys' weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--It's good to test a guy first before you trust him. But don't let him wait too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys will brag about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. We rarely use beautiful.If a guy uses that, he likes you a whole hell of a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--No matter how much guys talk about asses and boobs, personality is key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys worry about the thin line between being compassionate and being whipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn't notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys seek for advice from girls not other guys. Because most guys think alike, so if one guy's confused, then we're all confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Any guy could write out a rulebook or advice book for flirting, but no guy can write out a book about relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Try to be as straightforward as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and is spazzing inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys don't really have final decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If your best guy friend seems to avoid you or is never around when you're with your boyfriend, he's probably jealous and likes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy tells you that you are beautiful, don't say you aren't. It makes them want to stop telling you because they don't want you to disagree with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys like femininity not feebleness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys don't like girls who punch harder than they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Don't be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Everything in moderation. Put on makeup, wear perfume. Just not too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys hate rejection, but they hate being led on even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If you are going to reject a guy, just do it. Don't say they are like a brother or just good friends, it just hurts even more. Tell them that you aren't interested in a relationship and they will respect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A guy would give his left nut to be able to read a girl's mind for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--No guy can handle all his problems on his own. He's just too stubborn to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Not all guys are assholes. Just because ONE is a jackass doesnt mean he represents ALL of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--We don't like girls who are too skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--We love it when girls talk about there boobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Always make sure you know what kind of stuff your getting into before making out with a guy ...like wheather it's a one time deal or not ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Believe it or not shy guys are the most easiest to talk to..it may not seem right but trust me they will start opening up like books after you just ask them questions about their lives and unoticable tell them about yours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy hits your butt it means that he wants you sexually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Even if they refuse it all guys are ticklish on the ribs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys love neck rubs and if he lets you keep doing it ..it means that he really likes you or his neck really hurts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Guys will test the waters to see how far they can get with you. Even if he doesn't intend to it will happen. Know how far it is you want to let him go and he will respect that...after you let him know a couple times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--When a guy sacrifices his sleep and health just to be with you, he really likes you and wants to be with you as much as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-2860079636591875429?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/2860079636591875429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/2860079636591875429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/2860079636591875429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahaha.html' title='HAHAHA'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-2015754422351738671</id><published>2009-03-21T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T07:53:15.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cherish or regret'/><title type='text'>Just a simple day</title><content type='html'>woke up at 11am, and yes I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;went back to sleep and woke up at 5.&lt;br /&gt;went back to sleep AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;and woke up at 7:30. hahaha. damn i feel so oinked.&lt;br /&gt;must be your influence. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, really nothing much at all for today.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep...sleep sleep sleep and sleeeeeep!&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, sorry bucuk for not being able to meet you. =(&lt;br /&gt;will make it up to you tmro alright? *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;haahha, no laa. don think so far k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reading my cousin's blog just now and he had this quote and here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;"The best and most beautiful things in life cannot be seen,not touched but are felt in the heart"&lt;br /&gt;Hellen Keller, 1880 - 1968&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i see this quote i tend to think of grandpa, and tell myself that why am i so stupid to not cherish him when he is still around. and only when he's gone then did i realise that i love him and that i still got loads of things that i wanna tell him, show him and even prove to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After grandpa's lesson, I'm learning to cherish things nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;this includes Mummy,Daddy&lt;br /&gt;Korkor,Sis-in-law&lt;br /&gt;My friends.&lt;br /&gt;and Definitely my Sexy Wifey;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..I've decided to go take up my motor license soon after being psycho-ed by apit! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. it's like wad..five hundred bucks to get the license. and maybe save another two thousand to take out the bike and insurance and road tax. hmmm.. Very good idea. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go talk to mummy and daddy now about it. wahahaha! pray hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-2015754422351738671?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/2015754422351738671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-simple-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/2015754422351738671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/2015754422351738671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-simple-day.html' title='Just a simple day'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-834636869544475986</id><published>2009-03-19T00:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:36:58.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the late update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, was busy settling grandpa's funeral and wasn't really at home everyday as I stayed over at the Wake everynight to look after the place.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Bby and friends for helping me kill time over there. Appreciated much. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the funeral of grandpa, i didn't really had much sleep so went to the funeral in a really down and tired mood. Proceeded to Church of Mary of the Angels at 11am for Mass. and I'm really impressed that the church is super super nice. It has a really really big sculpture of Christ in the centre of the Service hall. but still.. I ain't into christianity and stuff. which also means that I was really bored at the service but yet had to maintain my cool. The priest did a really good job of helping to keep me awake by asking everyone to sit and stand and sit and stand for the prayers. hahaha i guess?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the Mass we went off to Mandai Crematorium, a place where I so damn don love to go. Did another small praying session and went to take a last look at grandpa. It was eff-ing devastating. no matter how much i can laugh for the past 3days, it all ended up in tears within that few seconds. My last image of grandpa, a really deep and nice image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the worst, everyone proceeded to the viewing hall and waited for the coffin to slowly proceed to the cremation place. once the coffin became visible, papa cried and cried and kept on shouting his last words to grandpa. I've never see papa so sad before, it was really heart wrecking and eventually everyone including me and korkor broke out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While crying, I suddenly felt that gush of guilt go into my head and flashbacks start to recollect in my brain and i see images of grandpa's last day alive. I went down on my knees and apologised to him as many times as i could but i know that, no matter how many times i were to apologise, it wont make any difference either. I guess i just did it to deceive myself for that few mins uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is over , Grandpa's no longer around and Tmro's gonna be a start of a brand new day. Back to my Usual lifestyle again. Just hope that everything won't change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I would really like to thank all my friends who came down to the wake.&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate all the troubles you guys took to come down and accompany me. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, to my dearest sexy wifey.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being with me at my lowest, i really needed that.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun being with you for the past 2 nights and I will never forget every moment spend with you. Weird huh. ( don laugh, it's serious ) =D.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, korkor, sis-in-law and cousins likes you and said that you look like a very nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;well of course i said "That's so not true" hehs! no laa, i said "Of course laa, look who's the delicious hubby." wahahaha! Torque. =x&lt;br /&gt;I love you Bucuk2Sygsygsyg! ! ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oinkybby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-834636869544475986?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/834636869544475986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/834636869544475986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/834636869544475986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-4501884490392075290</id><published>2009-03-15T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T09:01:52.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>swollen eyes and big smile just wont get along.</title><content type='html'>stayed up all the way till 3pm and went off to brother's engagement preparation.&lt;br /&gt;it was all sunny and dry till bout 3.30 and it started raining super heavily, and i really mean super.&lt;br /&gt;Trees fell and hit cars,&lt;br /&gt;dustbins FLYING around.&lt;br /&gt;It's like im in a typhoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily everything went well in the end,&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile korkor and sis-in-law had their ceremony i was sitting alone and crying to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Why cant grandpa just wait for just 1 more day to be the witness, at least im sure that he'll be able to move on even more peacefully than now.&lt;br /&gt;and soon after that, they went for the tea ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;Korkor worked really hard to keep that smile going, till the moment where he had to kneel down in front of sis-in-law's grandparents to serve them tea.&lt;br /&gt;That was when everybody in the room started crying.&lt;br /&gt;Because grandpa was supposed to be there as well.&lt;br /&gt;He was supposed to drink that cup of tea and yet, he just had to pass on.&lt;br /&gt;Sad yet true. I really could see the sadness in korkor's eye.&lt;br /&gt;It was really depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went back home with mom and dad and changed our clothes.&lt;br /&gt;off again, but this time to the funeral wake.&lt;br /&gt;Once we reached there, mama and i went to see grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;even before i can see him, i broke out alr.&lt;br /&gt;i felt the biggest guilt ever in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I just cant bring myself to look face to face to him, but in the end i still did.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i really dont want to lose that handsome image in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;He seemed really peaceful and i really hope that it is true.&lt;br /&gt;I kneeled down in front of gonggong, and just started apologizing and apologizing and apologizing.&lt;br /&gt;till uncle had to carry me up and put me onto the chair, cos apparently mama tried to pull me away but i resisted.. quite hardly i supposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys came down tonight to visit me and to see gonggong, really appreciate that ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys for coming down even though you all know that mama's a racist. i really really needed that. and thank you all for cheering me up. i really feel so much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to OinkyBbyBucuk2SygSygSyg, please don be sad that you aren't able to come down.&lt;br /&gt;It's not your fault at all k? and i'll be just fine. Grandma's more important at this point of time my dear. i dont want you to feel that guilt like how i'm feeling right now. okay? =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, off to sleep man. really need some rest. damn damn long and tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-4501884490392075290?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/4501884490392075290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/swollen-eyes-and-big-smile-just-wont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4501884490392075290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4501884490392075290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/swollen-eyes-and-big-smile-just-wont.html' title='swollen eyes and big smile just wont get along.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-4834756909637762746</id><published>2009-03-14T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T20:40:46.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A fusion of happiness and unhappiness.</title><content type='html'>Slept at 1am, woken up by mom at 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she said "dix, your granddad just passed away"&lt;br /&gt;i was like "what?" and put on a strong front and consoled my mom.&lt;br /&gt;" don worry laa, everything will be alright. we cant spoil korkor's( my elder brother ) big day.&lt;br /&gt;Mama was like.. "yeah , i'll be fine"&lt;br /&gt;and went back to her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up ,&lt;br /&gt;stared through my window,&lt;br /&gt;and into the deep blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;I wondered to myself and said,&lt;br /&gt;Is it just a dream or..&lt;br /&gt;is reality really that harsh.&lt;br /&gt;I punched the wall with as much force as i have.&lt;br /&gt;and just when that happened,&lt;br /&gt;something slapped me real hard.&lt;br /&gt;guess what,&lt;br /&gt;It's reality.&lt;br /&gt;I walked to the kitchen, to get a drink.&lt;br /&gt;and without realising,&lt;br /&gt;my cup was already full of tears.&lt;br /&gt;As I feel those little droplets of sadness roll down my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;i felt a hand landed on my shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;a feeling of comfort.&lt;br /&gt;and it's Mama.&lt;br /&gt;Mama said "Son, don't be like this. You're the one who told me to be strong. You have to be strong too yeah?"&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't control my movements, i couldn't control my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;and neither can i control the lost in me.&lt;br /&gt;I knelt on the floor , looked into the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Kow-towed 3 times and said "Sorry gonggong(grandpa) , I shouldn't have made you angry on your last day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mix of emotions are running through my body now, which explains the sickness.&lt;br /&gt;Sadness&lt;br /&gt;Fear&lt;br /&gt;Guilt&lt;br /&gt;but yet Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Best to Korkor's Engagement.&lt;br /&gt;and Rest in peace my beloved Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dixon OCY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-4834756909637762746?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/4834756909637762746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/fusion-of-happiness-and-unhappiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4834756909637762746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4834756909637762746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/fusion-of-happiness-and-unhappiness.html' title='A fusion of happiness and unhappiness.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-4747247110994731544</id><published>2009-03-14T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T09:21:58.666-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy wifey'/><title type='text'>A month of Cinta sepet!</title><content type='html'>Today is my first month together with Monters. yay us! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met her at 1 ( reached at 1.40 ) at yishun then went to Cathay.ters. Grr! oink much.&lt;br /&gt;Bby didn't tell me that she's with her Mom and sis!&lt;br /&gt;I was like super panic when i saw them. thanks dear.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, went to cathay looked for ATM Machine.and found out that... ATM Machine got no money. grr!! guess everybody's broke huh? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught a movie, PUSHHH!!! i mean really.. it's called push.&lt;br /&gt;and it was pretty good, real glad that she loved it. =D&lt;br /&gt;Well, what can i say.. I'm a good decision maker. wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to Forum Coffeebean(as usual) and lepak-ed and chatted and laughed and... laughed.. and chatted. and off to Far east for Fried Mars Balls. WOOOHOOO!! FATNESS!! =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, was really surprised to see old faces around in town. hahaha. cooool shit.&lt;br /&gt;met up with Seth and Izaki.&lt;br /&gt;Handed baby over to them (sadness)&lt;br /&gt;and went off to Lakeside.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, im really at a lost of words because.. Im sick and Someone thought that Im a gangster. =(( well i cant blame him tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stare at me and you'll die!' is written on my forehead i guess. =(( sadness much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, enjoy the pictures. altho it's only a little tho. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SbvY_ZEnp7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/q456dUwpljQ/s1600-h/DSC00810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SbvY_ZEnp7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/q456dUwpljQ/s320/DSC00810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313078768987252658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SbvY5zmlcyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Vm0g987HmbQ/s1600-h/DSC00809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SbvY5zmlcyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Vm0g987HmbQ/s320/DSC00809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313078673029821218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SbvY0GYhe-I/AAAAAAAAADs/Crm0TyC2dNQ/s1600-h/DSC00806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SbvY0GYhe-I/AAAAAAAAADs/Crm0TyC2dNQ/s320/DSC00806.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313078574991899618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SbvYsKAV2-I/AAAAAAAAADk/kkTEphVo2_0/s1600-h/DSC00805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SbvYsKAV2-I/AAAAAAAAADk/kkTEphVo2_0/s320/DSC00805.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313078438525262818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-4747247110994731544?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/4747247110994731544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/month-of-cinta-sepet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4747247110994731544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4747247110994731544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/month-of-cinta-sepet.html' title='A month of Cinta sepet!'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SbvY_ZEnp7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/q456dUwpljQ/s72-c/DSC00810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-6405319647819613817</id><published>2009-03-07T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:39:03.656-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oink oink oink'/><title type='text'>you jump i jump</title><content type='html'>Woke up just now and the first thing that came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Continue or End. -____-&lt;br /&gt;fuck you brain, of course it's Continue.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, Am meeting sygsygsyg later on at Sembawang. Time we had a talk.(really hate this part the most).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, "You and I Both" is playing for the 21 time now. foo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was watching titanic just now. HAHAHAHA! cooool film uh.&lt;br /&gt;You jump I jump. But sometimes... who know's if I'll jump and You'll jump. kn?&lt;br /&gt;Cute yet really loving. enjoyyeed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, Went down to Boat quay as stated in the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;Saw soooo many old faces.&lt;br /&gt;really happy to see my old friends. misss them so much. hahaha the kechoh times. =))&lt;br /&gt;and just when i saw my best bud, a fight broke out at Kraven. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Da biase laa ehk? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;1 on 23423452345 people? hahaha poor fellow. kena keropok at the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. drank 2 bottles of 3litres worth of Martell. and some beer.&lt;br /&gt;trust me, my head's fucking spinning right now. hahaha. but still i wanna meet sygsygsyg. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me when i say i miss her i really do.. but yet I'm afraid to meet her. but I know that we've gotta go and settle it. *hits own head several times*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i look at our pictures i just cant stop wondering why things have changed so much.&lt;br /&gt;but instead of thinking about what you've done, i've been thinking bout what happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that i became very sensitive when this relationship went deeper and deeper.&lt;br /&gt;i've never felt this way before, cos i can say that i've never really fallen in love before?&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna change, and i need you to be by my side to help me. i want your support.&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stand the thought of losing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and p, sorry i couldnt follow you to buy presents.&lt;br /&gt;go out with you soon alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go prepare now.&lt;br /&gt;Takings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SbNnyUT7I2I/AAAAAAAAADc/ugmLOQkZNLg/s1600-h/10Feb090248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SbNnyUT7I2I/AAAAAAAAADc/ugmLOQkZNLg/s320/10Feb090248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310702499743343458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SbNnUorXNZI/AAAAAAAAADU/V_FxDbFXHHE/s1600-h/DSC00458.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-6405319647819613817?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/6405319647819613817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-jump-i-jump.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/6405319647819613817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/6405319647819613817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-jump-i-jump.html' title='you jump i jump'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SbNnyUT7I2I/AAAAAAAAADc/ugmLOQkZNLg/s72-c/10Feb090248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-4035039922303081190</id><published>2009-03-07T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T08:26:26.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad yet not so bad.</title><content type='html'>so guess what. it's saturday and i went for work! woooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60bucks in 5hrs how cool is that. =)) and yeah im still missing oinky like loadsloads! gonna meet her tmro! yayy so looking forward to it. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, celebrated armand and apit's  birthday at pondok and here i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing my so called "duty" at boat quay! hahahaha! (inside joke )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update later i guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRINK DRINK DRINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you babylove. muah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-4035039922303081190?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/4035039922303081190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-yet-not-so-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4035039922303081190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4035039922303081190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-yet-not-so-bad.html' title='bad yet not so bad.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-2087369058401416475</id><published>2009-03-05T04:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:33:23.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit shit shit</title><content type='html'>so yeah, loads of shit happened for the past few days. reall fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but guess what, i need some donation from anyone. i need somemore good luck.&lt;br /&gt;Got myself off 6accidents in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;Heal my sickness.&lt;br /&gt;Get me off Lovesick.&lt;br /&gt;who know's, if i can't sleep tonight again! i'll have to face another few more accidents tmro?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. but well, no matter how fucked up life may seem to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll still say that.. Life isn't that bad afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause i realised something.&lt;br /&gt;Things always gets better after a certain time.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm realllyyy confident that it will. *smiles big big for Her*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you but yet I don't know how to face you.&lt;br /&gt;argh.. i really wanna thrash things out but yet...&lt;br /&gt;I can't bear to.. cause it might be the end or not, the beginning of a better start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW HOW HOW! *smacks own head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that there's more Unhappy stuffs than Happy stuffs in here.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... time to change the concept.hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright gotta go out again! *hits her head for fun*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-2087369058401416475?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/2087369058401416475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/shit-shit-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/2087369058401416475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/2087369058401416475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/shit-shit-shit.html' title='shit shit shit'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-1555627244532263980</id><published>2009-03-02T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:48:49.885-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just another lousy day'/><title type='text'>A Friend's better than a Boyfriend.</title><content type='html'>You have no idea how i feel when i see this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when i left fer home,i was at my lowest,&lt;br /&gt;and i couldn't hold back my tears and cried at lakeside mrt station .&lt;br /&gt;so much fer acting strong in front of people,&lt;br /&gt;and breaking down immediately when i'm alone ,boo me .&lt;br /&gt;-___________________________-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand it,but why am i pretending as if i'm alright with it ?&lt;br /&gt;patience really is bigger than the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and cohen,thanks fer making me feel a little better just now , ^^" - Her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think Seth's would so much be a better boyfriend than I can be.&lt;br /&gt;I know that something's affecting you but..guess what.. I always thought that you were fine and it was all part of my own thinking that you aren't alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that I'm fucking pissed , yet disappointed and feeling veryy useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what's in my mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Why did I not force you to tell me what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;2) Why can't i just move away if I know that I'm not the one.&lt;br /&gt;3) Why is it that, I always get to know you only after things happens.&lt;br /&gt;4) Should I just give up?&lt;br /&gt;5) What's gonna happen in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... After a good chat with the guys, let me tell you the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Because I don't want to be over-controlling and I thought that you'll tell me everything as promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I don't know how to move away, even though I know that Seth will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Because.. that's where you open up to me "indirectly" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I wouldn't unless You ask me to, or unless I know that Seth's really good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I totally have no idea. Bliss i hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a jealous bastard for all you want.&lt;br /&gt;Cause yes I am jealous, but not because you hangout with your clique of guys.&lt;br /&gt;But jealous of Seth's capability to be able to know what's happening around you and being able to console you.&lt;br /&gt;While your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GodDamn Idiotic Useless son-of-a-bitch boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; is just lepak-ing around with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I still don't believe in forcing out the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me when you want to.&lt;br /&gt;I can't care less anymore.&lt;br /&gt;After all, Like what you said.. "Fuck life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired right now, and I don't want to think anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it really does work?&lt;br /&gt;Not thinking and make decisions will just help you to lead a simple life.&lt;br /&gt;Did you regret cranking your head and made a decision on the 14th of Febuary '09?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I Love You that damn much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-1555627244532263980?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/1555627244532263980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/friends-better-than-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/1555627244532263980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/1555627244532263980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/03/friends-better-than-boyfriend.html' title='A Friend&apos;s better than a Boyfriend.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-2478979590573243068</id><published>2009-02-26T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T04:39:42.661-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy joy joy'/><title type='text'>HOME!</title><content type='html'>So yeah! Im home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss my bed, miss my fridge, miss my tv, miss my bantal bucuk2! and most importantly&lt;br /&gt;i miss my oinkybbybucuk2sygsygsyg! =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, life's been tiring for the past 3 days in camp. reallll tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been clocking 400km everyday. and the speed limit just makes it worse!! grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, but campmates are great. super friendly people but kinda gangster-ish. hahaha! hmmm.. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you, i need you, i miss you but deep in my heart, you're always in me. heh. (sweeet kn?)!! hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking care people,&lt;br /&gt;off to lepak noww!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-2478979590573243068?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/2478979590573243068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/2478979590573243068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/2478979590573243068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/home.html' title='HOME!'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-3022629043508378923</id><published>2009-02-22T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:24:56.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news and Bad News.</title><content type='html'>So yeah, was at East Coast yesterday with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;Really nice weather with great company. =)) enjoyed!&lt;br /&gt;Left east coast bout' 5.30pm?&lt;br /&gt;Faster rush to Lakeside! cos i'm going to see my baby~! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;(tp sempat plak bleh alek mandi dulu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesti laa, nk jumpe matair nk kena wangi2 pe. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, lepak all the way till 11 plus den sent baby to the busstop.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna let go. feel like putting her into my pocket and bring back home. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;-_-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, went to camp today.&lt;br /&gt;finished my last 80mins drive!&lt;br /&gt;and here i am, home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm..it's supposed to be the good news. CAUSE MY DRIVING COURSE IS OVER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now... for the bad news..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my Encik just now,&lt;br /&gt;he said "okay good, book in tonight by 2359hrs"&lt;br /&gt;i was like.. "har? again!"&lt;br /&gt;he said "book in tonight la kotek! 2359hrs ah!"&lt;br /&gt;den i went "orhhh... . . . . . .. .. ... .... okaaayyy.. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .." and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;=((&lt;br /&gt;=((&lt;br /&gt;=((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i freaking thought that i just gotta report tmro morning siaal!!!&lt;br /&gt;nie pn aru pack my stuffs. later gotta msk camp alr. hais...(btw, this is the bad news)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, hope girlfie wakes up now. cos i wanna faster see her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See la! oinkyBbyBucuk2sygsygsyg! smln you kn ckp the next time we meet is 6 days time.&lt;br /&gt;KN BTOL NYER KENA 6 DAYS TIME!&lt;br /&gt;your mouth uh...EEEE!!! mintak kena *hiakdish* sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go kedai gambar later on,print pictures of us and put on my locker alr. haisssssss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(( meanwhile, some photos of yesterday. NO MOOD LAA! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SaJAvaFW-2I/AAAAAAAAADM/BGd6z9O12Oo/s1600-h/b9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SaJAvaFW-2I/AAAAAAAAADM/BGd6z9O12Oo/s320/b9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305874494195694434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SaJAsY7xfFI/AAAAAAAAADE/3pb0rnSUZ00/s1600-h/b7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SaJAsY7xfFI/AAAAAAAAADE/3pb0rnSUZ00/s320/b7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305874442347445330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SaJApwk_6YI/AAAAAAAAAC8/SzhBE3Rd6Do/s1600-h/b6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SaJApwk_6YI/AAAAAAAAAC8/SzhBE3Rd6Do/s320/b6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305874397154765186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SaJAlldjyjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ua3rWUJs3W8/s1600-h/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SaJAlldjyjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ua3rWUJs3W8/s320/b1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305874325451295282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-3022629043508378923?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/3022629043508378923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-news-and-bad-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/3022629043508378923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/3022629043508378923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-news-and-bad-news.html' title='Good news and Bad News.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SaJAvaFW-2I/AAAAAAAAADM/BGd6z9O12Oo/s72-c/b9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-4180737991917588326</id><published>2009-02-21T08:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T08:33:45.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness?</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ended on the phone with OinkyBbyBucuk2Sygsygsyg!&lt;br /&gt;Her mom's so damn cool. sure is. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby! you heard your mom huh? i've got support. =))&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, but after hearing that i felt such a relieve.&lt;br /&gt;and to boost that, hearing your voice makes it even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! not seeing you still sucks. =( *tearss*&lt;br /&gt;hope to see Her tmro!&lt;br /&gt;not hope..&lt;br /&gt;but.. its a MUST! okay OinkBbyBucuk2Sygsygsyg!&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to sleep peeps!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, No worries to Naqia. =)) will definitely take care of her.&lt;br /&gt;If she wants me to.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving my babygirl. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-4180737991917588326?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/4180737991917588326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4180737991917588326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4180737991917588326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/happiness.html' title='Happiness?'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-7914658616061584729</id><published>2009-02-20T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:24:55.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain Faeces</title><content type='html'>It's been only 4 days but it feels like freaking 4years since i last saw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i misssss her... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oinkybbybucuk2sygsygsyg.... text meeee, calll meeee and meeeet meeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faster finish kenduri laa!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-7914658616061584729?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/7914658616061584729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/plain-faeces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7914658616061584729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7914658616061584729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/plain-faeces.html' title='Plain Faeces'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-5243206000038488066</id><published>2009-02-20T06:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T06:28:09.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired!... AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>So yeah, today's another tiring day. (well, i guess everyday;s tiring to me.heh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to camp for my lastday of the OUV thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Finished at bout' 5?&lt;br /&gt;then went over to Mandai. cause i didnt do my night parking the previous time. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;waited till 7,faster do my parking den faster go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Armand's place.&lt;br /&gt;Lepak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tada.. home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking no mood uh guys, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you oinkybbybucuk2sygsygsygNP. =)) (guess you know what im saying. MNP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZ6902N6hgI/AAAAAAAAACs/OhuWIYULNK0/s1600-h/0007051DFSn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZ6902N6hgI/AAAAAAAAACs/OhuWIYULNK0/s320/0007051DFSn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304886126693746178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days after coming out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-5243206000038488066?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/5243206000038488066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/tired-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/5243206000038488066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/5243206000038488066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/tired-again.html' title='Tired!... AGAIN!'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZ6902N6hgI/AAAAAAAAACs/OhuWIYULNK0/s72-c/0007051DFSn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-6827433689309433252</id><published>2009-02-19T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:38:27.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiredness.</title><content type='html'>I swear that today's been a really really tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started my OUV(Outdoor Utility Vehicle) - Ford Everest. Course today.&lt;br /&gt;Drive here..&lt;br /&gt;Drive there..&lt;br /&gt;It was really tiring because we had to complete quite a number of skill driving thingys within like.. 4hrs? and we had to run here and run there under the hot sun.&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part is that my cigarettes had to run out on such a long day! Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, friend drove back to Sembawang while i sat inside and sleeeep like an oink(mcm biase laa). hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Sembawang den went for dinner and went to classroom to rest. Started Night Driving at 6:50pm sharp and ended at 9pm. not sharp.&lt;br /&gt;Took a train down from YISHUN! all the way to lakeside. ish. (So close yet so far huh baby?) hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, lepak with the guys for a while, got my ciggarettes and here I am! feeling super super tired. Another worst part now is that.. I haven;t seen Her and i wanna see Her and... I WANNA TALK TO HERRRR!!! =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much much sadness.&lt;br /&gt;see, no mood alr.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, good night people.&lt;br /&gt;Tmro's another day in the jungle. AGAIN! Grr.. oink much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves and peace.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZ18uWQhaPI/AAAAAAAAACU/1NLxCm_QaXo/s1600-h/KodakMoment017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZ18uWQhaPI/AAAAAAAAACU/1NLxCm_QaXo/s320/KodakMoment017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304533071803017458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when boredom hits you hard in the brains. =D *winks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-6827433689309433252?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/6827433689309433252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/tiredness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/6827433689309433252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/6827433689309433252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/tiredness.html' title='Tiredness.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZ18uWQhaPI/AAAAAAAAACU/1NLxCm_QaXo/s72-c/KodakMoment017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-4386928248436038097</id><published>2009-02-18T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T03:35:09.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know it'll never be a"was". Cause I have you.</title><content type='html'>So yeah, i just woke up from a short nap. but it was really short one. hahaha. too hot i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if i ever complain and cover up ure mouth. promise me that you'll kill me? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I syg syg syg syg syg syg syg you too baby!!! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries, i'll definitely help you to bring back your self-esteem. =)) thats what im here for my dear. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, remind me to really go find trouble with "someone".&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck does he mean by "ilyylm" argh!&lt;br /&gt;Real pissed off right now. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-4386928248436038097?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/4386928248436038097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-know-itll-never-be-awas-cause-i-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4386928248436038097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4386928248436038097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-know-itll-never-be-awas-cause-i-have.html' title='I know it&apos;ll never be a&quot;was&quot;. Cause I have you.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-8777722112302354453</id><published>2009-02-17T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:48:34.545-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Useless boyfriend'/><title type='text'>Argh.</title><content type='html'>So yeah, today's a half day. so yeah, am back to my home sweet home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached camp bout 8, slept till 1130.&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch till 12.&lt;br /&gt;den played MotoGP, WLAN with 7 other people.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking gerek i tel l you! cos it's superrr funny.&lt;br /&gt;and tada! 2pm, took off pass and *poof* hilang daa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, "Yes its true that it's our life but we are living this life&lt;br /&gt;with those people around us ,going through everything with them,&lt;br /&gt;because they too are a part of our life and will always be around" - Her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They won't be your true friends if they actually try to pull you down, and why would you even allow such people to be part of your life? As such, it isn't difficult to just tell them this=&gt; "fuck off". Yes it's true that, to change you need to have the determination. But! if you don't have the courage to get "evil" away from you just simply because you can't bear to hurt them then i think no matter how much determination there is. You'll Defnitely fail. Reason? No matter how strong your determination can be, in the end, Discouragement will be your obstacle as you are too soft-hearted to push it away.But no matter what happens in the end, if your family aren't doing their part in helping you to change, there's always another one. An indirect family i would say. If you get what i mean that is. If not, Then it's me. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you understand what i mean when i say, "I can't help you a single bit if all i hear from you is "Oh, Nothing laa." " You promised me that you'll open up. well you did. but i guess it's not all the way yet. yeah, it may take time. but i would rather you opening up to me the more important stuffs than the unimportant ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, and the most hurting one. but i just have to say this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" am afraid of the future,boo me again and again and again.&lt;br /&gt;i am still embracing the past,boo me again and again and again and again" - Her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're afraid of your future, It's either you got no faith in me, or not, in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;If you're embracing the past. No point changing yourself at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So think hard, do you want to change or do you not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to, I'll always be around.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to, then i guess it's too bad for me.&lt;br /&gt;because i don't know any shit bout your past at all.&lt;br /&gt;And this is where people can label me as. "Useless Boyfriend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZu8bBvPJhI/AAAAAAAAACM/Gd55qwzhibE/s1600-h/DSCF1767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZu8bBvPJhI/AAAAAAAAACM/Gd55qwzhibE/s320/DSCF1767.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304040158667941394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our first ever. I don't want it to be a "was".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-8777722112302354453?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/8777722112302354453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/argh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/8777722112302354453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/8777722112302354453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/argh.html' title='Argh.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZu8bBvPJhI/AAAAAAAAACM/Gd55qwzhibE/s72-c/DSCF1767.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-4179196089631584651</id><published>2009-02-17T06:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T06:20:11.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!!!</title><content type='html'>Am on MC again today. (remember the Doc. gave me 2 days.? =D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, woke up at bout 11plus 12.&lt;br /&gt;went to Fad's house. and then lepak at there allllllllllllllllll the way till 7plus.&lt;br /&gt;i was so restless at his house, couldnt wait till the time reads 7 or after 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FINALLY!!! Baby text me and said that they are downstairs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOO!!! hahaha, fasterfaster rush downnnn! saw baby and i was so happy. but acted cool for a while uh. hahahaha! in the end, couldnt tahan alr. hugged herrr hug hug hug hug hug! hehe.was really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. we sat down and talk and sing and laugh and.... dono? until Lan started training with Apit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JYEAH! Keciannye Apit kena rbk2. hahaha. after that was Me and Armand. Really enjoyed myself.. AND he scratched me. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that stopped,rest and smoked and here i am back home again. Today no extension uh. hahaha. how i wish everyday also can extend.dammmnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZrHBjoh6gI/AAAAAAAAAB0/McC6zpuMq5A/s1600-h/DSC00456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZrHBjoh6gI/AAAAAAAAAB0/McC6zpuMq5A/s320/DSC00456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303770340741212674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZrHUJr3YeI/AAAAAAAAACE/_pfXrlSxPvs/s1600-h/DSC00460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZrHUJr3YeI/AAAAAAAAACE/_pfXrlSxPvs/s320/DSC00460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303770660193395170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZrGmMNlcKI/AAAAAAAAABs/RV0yMQd8zU4/s1600-h/DSC00454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZrGmMNlcKI/AAAAAAAAABs/RV0yMQd8zU4/s320/DSC00454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303769870597714082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZrHQAI_1TI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RjAbThw1SCY/s1600-h/DSC00458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZrHQAI_1TI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RjAbThw1SCY/s320/DSC00458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303770588911752498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-4179196089631584651?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/4179196089631584651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4179196089631584651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/4179196089631584651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/yay.html' title='Yay!!!'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZrHBjoh6gI/AAAAAAAAAB0/McC6zpuMq5A/s72-c/DSC00456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-278698361789557384</id><published>2009-02-16T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:25:46.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>Fuck boredom man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish baby will be able to wake up like.. NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she can meet me alr. MISS HER SO DAMN MUCH!! AHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZpJCv8p9EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/WYpoZN-BFwI/s1600-h/DSCF1804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZpJCv8p9EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/WYpoZN-BFwI/s320/DSCF1804.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303631822761620546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZpJZ9H6YsI/AAAAAAAAABY/mfNUyWX8baE/s1600-h/DSCF1809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZpJZ9H6YsI/AAAAAAAAABY/mfNUyWX8baE/s320/DSCF1809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303632221435486914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZpJ539ASjI/AAAAAAAAABg/CJhTIRO7zW4/s1600-h/DSCF1810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZpJ539ASjI/AAAAAAAAABg/CJhTIRO7zW4/s320/DSCF1810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303632769803373106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZpIva1a9XI/AAAAAAAAABI/2UioaIAzhOE/s1600-h/DSCF1803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZpIva1a9XI/AAAAAAAAABI/2UioaIAzhOE/s320/DSCF1803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303631490676618610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZpH8yxINCI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ib2Dko4MGoU/s1600-h/DSCF1805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZpH8yxINCI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ib2Dko4MGoU/s320/DSCF1805.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303630620927734818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*pout pouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the photos we took on Valentines. =D cute kn. hahahah! missing her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OINK!!! WAKE UP!!!!!!!!! =((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-278698361789557384?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/278698361789557384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/boredom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/278698361789557384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/278698361789557384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZpJCv8p9EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/WYpoZN-BFwI/s72-c/DSCF1804.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-6780727432072383211</id><published>2009-02-16T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:12:45.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2.</title><content type='html'>So here it is! the part 2 of Smacking the IQs' out of You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........Black Version. =)) Feat. Blade.HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tMmmEZl6N9Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tMmmEZl6N9Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-6780727432072383211?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/6780727432072383211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/6780727432072383211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/6780727432072383211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/part-2.html' title='Part 2.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-7004256112153329004</id><published>2009-02-16T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:01:22.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomato fun! =D</title><content type='html'>Alright this happened like not really a long time ago, let's say a month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a game that i thought of AGAIN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well apparently, i can think of anything when im bored.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, This is called Tomato Fun! &lt;br /&gt;A person will type a number between 1-99 in her phone.&lt;br /&gt;and the rest will try to guess numbers between 1-99 and not getting the number that's typed in the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losers will have to eat half of a Raw Tomato! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sit back relax and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0szjmJomk5Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0szjmJomk5Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-7004256112153329004?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/7004256112153329004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/tomato-fun-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7004256112153329004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7004256112153329004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/tomato-fun-d.html' title='Tomato fun! =D'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-3088088905619591710</id><published>2009-02-16T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:49:37.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll always be here for you Miraalove'/><title type='text'>Points of View in Life.</title><content type='html'>To change a bad habit isn't difficult at all.&lt;br /&gt;To get rid of a certain fear isn't difficult at all.&lt;br /&gt;To change to a better person isn't difficult at all either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's difficult is actually how One would actually define the term "Difficult" in their own Dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because in the end, If A can quit smoking then why B can't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no matter what it is, it still lies in the way you think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let what people say or act pull you down,&lt;br /&gt;because in the end, the life belongs to you and you pull your strings and you call your own shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck those who don't understand your willingness to repent.&lt;br /&gt;But i guess it's just human nature isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can say towards my Love and my brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll always be here to help you guys as long as I'm alive, and if I'm no longer around. My soul will be here to guide all of you to a better lifestyle" - Professor Dixon Ong. ( SAY WHAT!!! HAHAHAHA! =D )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-3088088905619591710?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/3088088905619591710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/points-of-view-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/3088088905619591710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/3088088905619591710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/points-of-view-in-life.html' title='Points of View in Life.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-7392823151343997014</id><published>2009-02-16T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:53:39.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just realised how much changes can happen in a day.</title><content type='html'>It's been a long day today, slept at 6am and woke up 10. realising that im alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet lan and went to NUH to take mc. =))&lt;br /&gt;reached there bout' 12.30.&lt;br /&gt;i fucking waited for four and a half freaking hours to get my MC!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the doc gave me 2days off. i would have chopped him then. heh kiddingkidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went JP to look for Mai's present, was really hoping the baby will be able to meet me.&lt;br /&gt;cos i really miss her so damn much. =((&lt;br /&gt;too bad she had to go for some job interview then at last tk jd. GRR!&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is, it's for her own good. so it's kinda alright altho i still miss her alot tho.heh.&lt;br /&gt;Her pp8's flat and my pp8's flat as well. how fucked up can the day actually get huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After JP, went to pondok and met the guys. had dinner at market, then continued lepak-ing at pondok. TILL!!!! 10pm. i decided to think of a game to relieve my stress. heh heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loved it. CAUSE THEY WERE ONLY IN CHARGED OF LAUGHING THEIR ASS OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, there's a video of it so i'll post it below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after that continued to lepak and now im home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bathing just now, and i realised that there's a bump on my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says, "Confusius say! Your IQ is dropping, BAD BOY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh damn.. it hurts. hahaha! but it really did help me relieve my stress though. really enjoyed the pain and laughing my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to whoever who threw that Big-sized ice block down, AKU SUMPAH MAK BAPAK KAU KENA PEDAL PADE ANJING BODOH! NASIB TK KENA ORG! KLAU KENA! SATU BLOCK 204 AKU HANTAM SIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the crude languages, am just really pissed off with that kid who did that.&lt;br /&gt;im seriously a good guy.just that im just temperamental at times. *wink wink* =D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the video. do enjoy. yeah! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y09EpdcQ3pI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y09EpdcQ3pI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-7392823151343997014?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/7392823151343997014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-long-day-today-slept-at-6am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7392823151343997014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7392823151343997014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-long-day-today-slept-at-6am.html' title='i just realised how much changes can happen in a day.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-5645028870734591473</id><published>2009-02-15T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T18:50:13.852-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ooohhh..what a sight.'/><title type='text'>woops?</title><content type='html'>heh, welllll.. was supposed to wake up at 7am to be the polyclinic's First customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bnyk dia peh first.. nie pn aru bgn jgk uh. hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, slept at 6 in the morning just now and managed to wake up at 7, .... just to turn off the irritating alarm and go back to sleep that is. hahaha. was really gone alr uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is why i stayed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this lady, she lives somewhere in Singapore and she knows that she doesn't have a pair of her house keys.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently she also knows that her maid doesnt exist anymore in her family either.&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;She went out with her group and friends to many places and when she reached home, only to come to realised that. "shit, i've been trying to call my sister from just now. and her prepaid's low"&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time, what would you do if you were in a hurry to go "pee-pee". just fuck care with all other matters and relieve yourself first yeah?&lt;br /&gt;hahahha,but noooo... this pretty lady insisted to controlling it and said that it was "terpakse"(forced to).hahahaha, cute.&lt;br /&gt;she tried ways and means to get back into her place which also means CLIMBING THROUGH THE KITCHEN WINDOW!&lt;br /&gt;and i don think i need to really emphasise on what's infront of the kitchen window right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisely!, there's nothing but the 1st level.(So what if she's living in the Second floor! _|_)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so yeah, apparently she and her friends failed and they decided to just lepak bwh some blocks till her sister wakes up tp go to school. well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers to her friends who accompanied her throughout. Thanks. =))&lt;br /&gt;Hip..hip... HOORAY!&lt;br /&gt;Hip..hip... HOORAY!&lt;br /&gt;Hip..hip... HOORAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh! yeah..this cute little girl is non other than, my Baby. =))&lt;br /&gt;Love you baby, i know you will kill me after reading this post.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! i love you? muah muah muah?&lt;br /&gt;Not working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, kill me later when you see me den X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking care peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-5645028870734591473?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/5645028870734591473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/woops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/5645028870734591473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/5645028870734591473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/woops.html' title='woops?'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-940044623572025348</id><published>2009-02-15T11:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T11:45:38.720-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don think too simple.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my balls are sweating'/><title type='text'>Being an Idiot.</title><content type='html'>Omfg, she text me telling me that she was going back at 2:40.. i text her at 3 saying that she took 30mins to come back from henderson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM AN IDIOT LAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry baby, i really didnt mean it.&lt;br /&gt;My bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wondering what's happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dixon Ong Chin Yong is a useless lousy boyfriend, believe it cos he's being unreasonable towards his own Babylove and trust me its the truth! FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just join grandpa on his journey back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh-oh, suicidal thoughts are starting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get control over myself again,again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleeeep alr........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, girlfriend comes first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-940044623572025348?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/940044623572025348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-idiot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/940044623572025348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/940044623572025348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-idiot.html' title='Being an Idiot.'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-7005145433326455918</id><published>2009-02-15T09:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T09:40:42.233-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='See how I feel.'/><title type='text'>"The Unforgiven" - Metallica</title><content type='html'>New blood joins this earth&lt;br /&gt;And quikly hes subdued&lt;br /&gt;Through constant pain disgrace&lt;br /&gt;The young boy learns their rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With time the child draws in&lt;br /&gt;This whipping boy done wrong&lt;br /&gt;Deprived of all his thoughts&lt;br /&gt;The young man struggles on and on hes known&lt;br /&gt;A vow unto his own&lt;br /&gt;That never from this day&lt;br /&gt;His will theyll take away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Ive felt&lt;br /&gt;What Ive known&lt;br /&gt;Never shined through in what Ive shown&lt;br /&gt;Never be&lt;br /&gt;Never see&lt;br /&gt;Wont see what might have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Ive felt&lt;br /&gt;What Ive known&lt;br /&gt;Never shined through in what Ive shown&lt;br /&gt;Never free&lt;br /&gt;Never me&lt;br /&gt;So I dub the unforgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dedicate their lives&lt;br /&gt;To running all of his&lt;br /&gt;He tries to please them all&lt;br /&gt;This bitter man he is&lt;br /&gt;Throughout his life the same&lt;br /&gt;Hes battled constantly&lt;br /&gt;This fight he cannot win&lt;br /&gt;A tired man they see no longer cares&lt;br /&gt;The old man then prepares&lt;br /&gt;To die regretfully&lt;br /&gt;That old man here is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Ive felt&lt;br /&gt;What Ive known&lt;br /&gt;Never shined through in what Ive shown&lt;br /&gt;Never be&lt;br /&gt;Never see&lt;br /&gt;Wont see what might have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Ive felt&lt;br /&gt;What Ive known&lt;br /&gt;Never shined through in what Ive shown&lt;br /&gt;Never free&lt;br /&gt;Never me&lt;br /&gt;So I dub the unforgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You labeled me&lt;br /&gt;Ill label you&lt;br /&gt;So I dub the unforgiven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-7005145433326455918?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/7005145433326455918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/unforgiven-metallica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7005145433326455918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7005145433326455918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/unforgiven-metallica.html' title='&quot;The Unforgiven&quot; - Metallica'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-7901890639044141685</id><published>2009-02-15T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T09:36:20.882-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love my girlfriend oh so much.oinks.'/><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Finally im down with this faeces. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took me quite a while to actually get everything done.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Saddiq! much much appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt do much today,went to visit grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;he was asleep but see-ing him asleep,&lt;br /&gt;father and i just didnt dare to actually go up to him to wake him up.&lt;br /&gt;mom finally came in and decided to wake him up,&lt;br /&gt;took him quite a while to actually realised that we're around him.&lt;br /&gt;it was so much of a relieve i tell you,&lt;br /&gt;had a little talk with grandpa and got fucked by him upside down because of the tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...used to it alr.&lt;br /&gt;He pointed to my brother and sis-in-law and showed the thumbs-up.&lt;br /&gt;He pointed to me and showed the thumbs down.&lt;br /&gt;I know it hurts him to do that but it hurt me even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back alone as mom and dad went dating,while brother and sis-in-law went dating too.&lt;br /&gt;Got on the train and really didnt bother what's around me cos all i can think of is my baby and grandpa. i would really like to bring her to see grandpa, to let him know that i'm serious this time. and to let him know that i am really not a black sheep after all.&lt;br /&gt;Time's just stopping me from proving to him the wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's a bitch?so what if it is.&lt;br /&gt;There'll always be people around me to make the bitch into a tamed one.&lt;br /&gt;My brothers, My sisters and definitely my love, Miraa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently just listening to "The Unforgiven" - Metallica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only phrase that really appears to me is "Never shine through in what i've shown"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever i've done is just something I'm really interested in.&lt;br /&gt;But, apparently it doesnt appeal to my parents...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever that i've been doing seem to be the cause of what I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 16, I got my First tattoo. A pretty Baphomet at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 17, I quit school and went to work in the Nightlife Industry.Neglected my true       friends for people who're also known as my "brothers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 18, I've got loads of tattoos and started to really turn sour. Still neglected my true friends. I went in for a while and came out on Tagging/Probation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 19, I'm in NS now. Serving the nation while serving the sentence. How great.&lt;br /&gt;                           But the only difference is that, I'm happy with my true friends, people whom i can rely on and call them my brothers. and the woman of my life, Miranti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So I dub the Unforgiven" ? - Metallica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true that I've got loads of interests, but that doesnt rule out my goal in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yearn to be a successful club owner,&lt;br /&gt;I yearn to be the best tattoo artist in world,&lt;br /&gt;I yearn to be the best hairstylist in world,&lt;br /&gt;and to be the best bartender in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all in the end, the reason why i'm trying to work towards all of these is because of my goal in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's to be The best Husband in the world with the Sexiest wife and the cutest pair of twins.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who can provide and meanwhile show Care,Concern and definitely Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like im just thinking and not doing. Too many restrictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows, being a taxi-driver might be able to achieve my goal in life.&lt;br /&gt;Like my pops? definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im really tired alr, sorry for making my first post a really grumpy one.&lt;br /&gt;Take care friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZhSAcAmovI/AAAAAAAAAAo/cVi7AmKzvEI/s1600-h/10Feb090251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZhSAcAmovI/AAAAAAAAAAo/cVi7AmKzvEI/s320/10Feb090251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303078728700961522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZhSXlj2RsI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wei6PrDGqHI/s1600-h/10Feb090254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZhSXlj2RsI/AAAAAAAAAAw/wei6PrDGqHI/s320/10Feb090254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303079126401697474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Love.                                                           The people whom I trust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-7901890639044141685?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/7901890639044141685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7901890639044141685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/7901890639044141685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZhSAcAmovI/AAAAAAAAAAo/cVi7AmKzvEI/s72-c/10Feb090251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7302712142598135831.post-246584473110122904</id><published>2009-02-15T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T08:22:09.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>test</title><content type='html'>test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7302712142598135831-246584473110122904?l=deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/feeds/246584473110122904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/246584473110122904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7302712142598135831/posts/default/246584473110122904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deep-crimson-stains.blogspot.com/2009/02/test.html' title='test'/><author><name>oink.loves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12038397210859714698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hk4qnk3yy_g/SZbtf9MpTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SvqXStXL4WY/S220/10Feb090251.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
