<?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-1763593715269685674</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:46:10.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely-eternity</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ShuLing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01266087561797518117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1763593715269685674.post-420278629864806672</id><published>2009-04-25T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T03:08:00.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick And Tired</title><content type='html'>Im Just Sick And Tired Of Everything Now...&lt;br /&gt;He Simply Doesn't Care Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;I Feel That To Him I'm Just His Free Maid...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing More...&lt;br /&gt;Only That The Difference Between Me And Real Maid Is...&lt;br /&gt;Real Maid Get Paid I Do Not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm Sick He Doesn't Even Bother...&lt;br /&gt;Nv Even Ask If I'm Ok...&lt;br /&gt;When I Reach Home He Never Even Bother To Talk To Me Or Even Look At Me...&lt;br /&gt;When I Do So Much Things He Don't Even Appreciate...&lt;br /&gt;Only Complaints And More Complaints...&lt;br /&gt;Things I Did For Him Is All Rubbish And Nothing To Him...&lt;br /&gt;Things Happening In His House Everything Also My Fault...&lt;br /&gt;I Always Get Blamed For Nothing...&lt;br /&gt;He Never Even Bother To Side Or Help Me When I Got Blamed For Nothing...&lt;br /&gt;He's Stressed But I'm Stressed Too...&lt;br /&gt;Did He Care Or Understand?&lt;br /&gt;Im Tired Too But Did I Complain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Totally Dislike People Coming Into My Room Like It's Their Own Room...&lt;br /&gt;Even Though It's His Family Members...&lt;br /&gt;I StilL Think That My Own Room Is My Privacy...&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Like The Feeling Of Pple Coming Into My Room Without My Consent...&lt;br /&gt;His Bro Keep Coming Into The Room To Use MY COMP...&lt;br /&gt;And Messed Up My Table With His Cigg Ash And Never Even Bother To Clean It Up...&lt;br /&gt;When I Get Home I Still Have To Clean Up Etc...&lt;br /&gt;I Really Get Sick And Tired Of It...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes His Family Member Just Come Into My Room To Get This And That...&lt;br /&gt;Even If It's His Family...&lt;br /&gt;Hello U Like It If I Go To Ur Room And Touch Ur Things Without Consent?&lt;br /&gt;Summore I Got Alot Things Inside...&lt;br /&gt;They Want What Things They Cannot Buy Themselves...&lt;br /&gt;If They Treat Me Well Like I Need What They Help Me Still Ok...&lt;br /&gt;But Cummon...When We Needed Help Where Are U All?&lt;br /&gt;When U Need Help Y Shld I Help?&lt;br /&gt;When I Need Things I Ownself Buy...&lt;br /&gt;When U Need Things I Have To Pass U And Next Time Buy Myself?&lt;br /&gt;Ur Money Is Money, My Money Not Money Mehs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When We Needed Help Who Helped Out Everytime?&lt;br /&gt;It's Always My Family People...&lt;br /&gt;Who Gives A Damn About Us In His Family?&lt;br /&gt;Den What My Family Get In Return?&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;Ask Him To Pei My Family Out...&lt;br /&gt;Always Fulled Of Excuses With I'm Tired, I Don't Feel Like Going Out...&lt;br /&gt;Even Ask Him Go Out Eat With Us Also Difficult...&lt;br /&gt;Den Dota Or Games Not Tiring La?&lt;br /&gt;Going Out With Your Bro And His Gf Not Tiring La?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Already Tried My Best To Tolerate Her Mum And Family Members Liaos...&lt;br /&gt;I Never Even Kp Them Or What For The Sake Of Him...&lt;br /&gt;Eat Already Plates And Everything Leave It There Like Got Maid To Serve Them...&lt;br /&gt;Never Even Save Food For Me Sometimes And When I Reach Home...&lt;br /&gt;Ended Up Eating Rice With Some Leftover Food Sauce...&lt;br /&gt;Den Fine Ok Nvm...&lt;br /&gt;Then Still Get Scoldings Everytime...&lt;br /&gt;"Y Eat Already Plates Never Wash? Got Maid Help U Wash Ar?"&lt;br /&gt;Hello? When I Don't Even Have Food To Eat Or I Never Eat Anything I Have To Wash?&lt;br /&gt;Everything Also My Fault Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dislike Going Out With His Bro And Gf...&lt;br /&gt;Went Kbox The Other Time...&lt;br /&gt;Me And My Bro Only Drink 1 Glass Of Coke That's All...&lt;br /&gt;Ah Boy Only Drink 1 Glass Of Beer...&lt;br /&gt;Then They Finished The Whole Jug Nvm...&lt;br /&gt;Ordered Another Jug...&lt;br /&gt;Then When Bill Comes...&lt;br /&gt;Hey The Bill We Half Half...&lt;br /&gt;WTF...Me And My Bro Never Even Drink Anything And Ah Boy Only Drink 1 Glass...&lt;br /&gt;Y Must I Half Half With U?&lt;br /&gt;Summore Me And My Bro Sit There See Show Nv Even Sing...&lt;br /&gt;Ah Boy Sang A Few Songs Only...&lt;br /&gt;And His Bro Gf Was Singing Most Of The Time...&lt;br /&gt;If U B Fair To Me I Will B Fair To U...&lt;br /&gt;If U R Nice To Me I Will B Nice To U...&lt;br /&gt;That's What I Am...&lt;br /&gt;Take It Or Leave It...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Some Random Person Sms-ed Him...&lt;br /&gt;In The Middle Of Night I Was Woken By His Hp...&lt;br /&gt;Took A Glance Of Who It Is In Case Someone Looking For Him Urgently...&lt;br /&gt;Saw That Message I Was Super Pissed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Msg Goes " I Miss U " ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok It May Seem Like A Simple Msg And Means Nothing...&lt;br /&gt;The Next Day The Same Person Send This...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Msg Goes " Just To Send This Msg To Tell U That Im Waiting For U "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Will A Normal Wife Respond?&lt;br /&gt;Sure Question Him...&lt;br /&gt;And What Did I Get In Return?&lt;br /&gt;It Goes "Just A Normal Gaming Friend, I Don't Have Anything To Explain To U"..&lt;br /&gt;Ok Fine I Admit I Was Pissed Off And Scolded Him Off That Night...&lt;br /&gt;But The Next Day I Act As If Nothing Happen And Reconcile With Him...&lt;br /&gt;And Guess What?&lt;br /&gt;One Day I Returned Home...&lt;br /&gt;Wanna Take His Hp To Call My Bro Urgently Cuz My Hp No Batt...&lt;br /&gt;Before I Could Touch His Hp...&lt;br /&gt;He Took His Hp Quickly And Quickly Started Deleting Things...&lt;br /&gt;Who Wouldn't Suspect?&lt;br /&gt;I Begin To Ask Him...&lt;br /&gt;What Are U Hiding From Me?&lt;br /&gt;The Only Response I Get Was...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing...And He Screamed At Me Like It's My Fault...&lt;br /&gt;Ok Fine I Dun Wanna Quarrel With Him...&lt;br /&gt;I Took His Phone Wanna Call My Bro Then I Saw...&lt;br /&gt;That Person Who Smsed Him That 2 Nights Called Him In The Afternn...&lt;br /&gt;No Wonder He Was So Scared...&lt;br /&gt;I Started Questioning Him Again And This Time Round He Dun Wanna Reply...&lt;br /&gt;Den Fine I Took The Phone And Called My Bro...&lt;br /&gt;And Guess What...?&lt;br /&gt;He Looked At Me Nervously And Say,&lt;br /&gt;"Who Are U Calling?"&lt;br /&gt;Isn't It Obvious Enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Wanna Act As If Nothing Happen And Get On With This Already...&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Think He's Serious When He Says "I Do" In ROM...&lt;br /&gt;Im Tiring Of Acting...&lt;br /&gt;Im Not Working In Mediacorps Or Hollywood...&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Get Anything In Return Also...&lt;br /&gt;If He Don't Seem To Love Me Now I Don't See Any Point Continuing Also...&lt;br /&gt;Summore If Everytime We Quarrel And Talk...&lt;br /&gt;If He Stop Doing Whatever It's Wrong...It's Still Ok...&lt;br /&gt;But Everytime The Talks We Said...&lt;br /&gt;He Repeatedly Do The Same Thing...&lt;br /&gt;Like After That Gal Contact Her That Incident...&lt;br /&gt;If He Stop Contacting That Gal Im Still Ok...&lt;br /&gt;I Can Pretend That Nothing Happen...&lt;br /&gt;But I Still See The Same Number Appearing In His Call Logs...&lt;br /&gt;Smses Being Deleted Everytime In His Hp Like Destroying Evidence...&lt;br /&gt;I Simply Cant Close 1 Eye Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Gave Him Alot Of Chances To Explain Or Talk...&lt;br /&gt;The Only Reply I Get From Him Was...&lt;br /&gt;I Dont Have Anything To Tell U Or Explain To U...&lt;br /&gt;Den Fine...I'll Just Take It As That...&lt;br /&gt;Everytime We Quarrelled Even Though It's Not My Fault I'm Always Ending Up Talking To Him First...&lt;br /&gt;Y Should I B?&lt;br /&gt;And I Really Got A Limit...&lt;br /&gt;If I Reach My Limit I Will Just Give Up...&lt;br /&gt;And Once I Give Up I Won't Even Turn Back Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;And The Limit Is Reaching...&lt;br /&gt;I'm More And More Unhappy Each Day...&lt;br /&gt;I Dun Even Feel Like Going Home Sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I Know Even If I Go Home No One Bothers Also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Got So Pissed Off To The Limit That I Actually Send An Email To Law Firm...&lt;br /&gt;Asking Them The Terms And Condition Of Applying For Deed Of Separation...&lt;br /&gt;I Really Had Enough...&lt;br /&gt;If He Don't Care Anymore Y Shld I?&lt;br /&gt;Even If He Says He Care...Is His Action Telling Me So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Married Him For Him To Love Me...&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Think He's Doing It Anymore Now...&lt;br /&gt;After 6 Months It's Already Liddat...&lt;br /&gt;Im Really Afraid To See What Will Happen After 10 Years...&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Really Have To Depend On Him Also...&lt;br /&gt;I Can Just Move Back To My Own Home...&lt;br /&gt;At Least I Know It's Home...&lt;br /&gt;I Know That When I Go Home Someone Cares For Me...&lt;br /&gt;Even Though My Mum Will Nag And Scold...&lt;br /&gt;But She Really Cares...&lt;br /&gt;The Only Reason Y I Still Haven't Moved Back Was...&lt;br /&gt;Im Still Waiting For Miracle...&lt;br /&gt;Im Still Waiting For Him To Come Back To Me...&lt;br /&gt;Im Still Waiting For Him To Love Me Once More...&lt;br /&gt;But If Things Still Won't Work...&lt;br /&gt;I'll Only Have To End This...&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I Know If My Dad Knows Everything...&lt;br /&gt;There's No Turning Back...&lt;br /&gt;My Dad Agreed For Me To Marry Him Was Hoping That He Will Love Me And Care For Me...&lt;br /&gt;But If He's Not Doing That...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Matters Anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1763593715269685674-420278629864806672?l=lonely-setosan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/feeds/420278629864806672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1763593715269685674&amp;postID=420278629864806672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/420278629864806672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/420278629864806672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick-and-tired.html' title='Sick And Tired'/><author><name>ShuLing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01266087561797518117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1763593715269685674.post-6851548657380505120</id><published>2009-04-01T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:50:11.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Rocky Side...</title><content type='html'>Is It Me That Changed Or Him?&lt;br /&gt;I Really Feel That I Dont Know Him Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;In The Past I Will Still Bother To Talk To Him Even If It Seems That He Dont Feel Like Toking To Me...&lt;br /&gt;But Now...Im Simply Dont Even Know What To Say To Him Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;And It Also Seems That He's Not Really Interested Or Bothered At All...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Seems That He's Living His Own Life And Im Living My Own...&lt;br /&gt;It Became A Point That I Have To Do Things Myself, Face Problems Myself And It's My Life...&lt;br /&gt;It Doesnt Really Matter To Him...&lt;br /&gt;All He Did Was Having Full Of Complaints About Me...&lt;br /&gt;For Not Working Etc...&lt;br /&gt;But What About The Things I Did?&lt;br /&gt;Did He Really Saw It Or Did He Really Appreciate?&lt;br /&gt;It Became My Responsibility When It's Not...&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I Tried To Explain To Him The Things I Did...&lt;br /&gt;He Will Just Push It Aside Saying It's Nothing Compared To His Work Stress Etc...&lt;br /&gt;Everything I Do Is Nothing...&lt;br /&gt;Or Is That So?&lt;br /&gt;Did He Really Know That Im Facing Much More Stress Than Him?&lt;br /&gt;I Need To Handle His Stuff...I Need To Handle My Stuff...&lt;br /&gt;I Need To Handle His Whole Family Stuff...I Need To Handle My Family Stuff...&lt;br /&gt;It Feels Like The Whole Weight Is Lying On Me...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I Just Feel So Helpless I Simply Break Out...&lt;br /&gt;I Got No One To Confide To...I Got No One To Share My Stress With...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Did Well They Say Nothing They See Nothing...&lt;br /&gt;I Did Wrong They See Everything And Blame Me For Everything...&lt;br /&gt;Im Really Tired And Stressed...&lt;br /&gt;It Became That Everything Is My Responsibilities...&lt;br /&gt;Even His Family...&lt;br /&gt;So What Am I Really?&lt;br /&gt;A House Maid Or Wife?&lt;br /&gt;What I Get In Return?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I Dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Attitude Towards Me Is So Obvious That He Dont Care Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;We're Not Talking With Each Other Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;Even When He Reached Home And Never See Me Around...&lt;br /&gt;He Wont Even Bother To Sms Or Call Me...&lt;br /&gt;The Care Isnt There Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;Or Is He Trying To Tell Me That Im Not Needed Here In His Life Anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Didn't Even Think Much About It..&lt;br /&gt;Until When Others Outside Started Asking Me...&lt;br /&gt;How Come U 2 Liddat...?Like Married Not Married Liddat...&lt;br /&gt;Worse Still Not Even Like Couple...&lt;br /&gt;Then I Ask Myself...Is Our Marriage Really Reaching The End?&lt;br /&gt;I Kept Quiet Ever Since...&lt;br /&gt;I Dont Feel Like Bringing Up All These Again...&lt;br /&gt;Becasue Everytime Whenever Such Things Are Brought Up...&lt;br /&gt;Everytime Everythings Ends Up To My Fault...&lt;br /&gt;And Everything Will End Up To B The Same Again...&lt;br /&gt;I Really Dont Wanna See Our Marriage End Juz Like This...&lt;br /&gt;But All I Can Say Is...&lt;br /&gt;Actually In My Heart Im Already Mentally Prepared...&lt;br /&gt;I Can Sense That This Day Will Definitely Come...&lt;br /&gt;Not I Give Him Up But Instead...He Will B The One...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I Can Do Now Is Keep Getting Myself Ocupied With Doing My Own Things...&lt;br /&gt;Everything Also Dont Think...&lt;br /&gt;At Least Nowadays I Went Back Home...&lt;br /&gt;I Saw My Own Family...I Saw My Own Home...&lt;br /&gt;I Really Feel Like Im Home...&lt;br /&gt;With No Problems And So On...&lt;br /&gt;Really A Place Where I Can Rest...&lt;br /&gt;Really A Place Where People Really Cares For Me...&lt;br /&gt;Really A Place Where I Do Things And People Really Appreciate Everything I Did..&lt;br /&gt;Especially When I Saw My Bro...&lt;br /&gt;At Least I Know That He's There Everytime...&lt;br /&gt;But I Took Too Long To Realise That....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I Look At Those Sweet Couples Out There...&lt;br /&gt;Goin Out Together...Enjoying Together...&lt;br /&gt;Im Starting To Think Back Of The Past...&lt;br /&gt;In The Past He Will...But Now?&lt;br /&gt;Not Anymore..Everything Juz Gone With The Wind...&lt;br /&gt;The Only Thing I Feel That Im Married Is When I Saw The Ring On My Finger...&lt;br /&gt;Will He Still Remember The Promise He Made On That Very Day And Take Care Of Me For The Rest Of My Life?&lt;br /&gt;Or Is He Saying Just For The Sake Of Saying?&lt;br /&gt;Other Than That...I Don't Feel The Love There At All...&lt;br /&gt;Im Always Left Alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1763593715269685674-6851548657380505120?l=lonely-setosan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/feeds/6851548657380505120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1763593715269685674&amp;postID=6851548657380505120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/6851548657380505120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/6851548657380505120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-rocky-side.html' title='On The Rocky Side...'/><author><name>ShuLing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01266087561797518117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1763593715269685674.post-2774348950311007125</id><published>2009-03-19T02:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T02:56:09.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Stress Stress!</title><content type='html'>Been Really Very Stress Nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;Need To Handle Work...From 9-6...&lt;br /&gt;After That Comes Home To Handle Everything...&lt;br /&gt;Feel That My Mother-in-law Keeps Pushing All The Responsibilities To Me WHen Problems Arised...&lt;br /&gt;And Im Always The One To Help Solve It...&lt;br /&gt;If I Do Something Wrong Im Always The One To Get It Too...&lt;br /&gt;Like Everyone's Responsibilities Is Pushed To Me...&lt;br /&gt;THey Just Simply Shrug Off All Their Responsibilities With Their Work...&lt;br /&gt;Saying They Need Work This N That...&lt;br /&gt;Den What About Me?&lt;br /&gt;Im Sharing Everyone's Burden Liddat...&lt;br /&gt;No One Seems To Understand My Stress Also...&lt;br /&gt;Come Home Still Need To Do Housework And Serve Everyone Like Maid...&lt;br /&gt;Everything Juz Comes To Me...&lt;br /&gt;I Have No One To Complain To But Juz Keep Work And Work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually Doing Housework At Home Is Already Very Tiring...&lt;br /&gt;Office Work Too...Keep Kena From Boss...&lt;br /&gt;All The Stress And Unhappiness Im Getting Does Anyone Know?&lt;br /&gt;Plus I Got Plenty Of Other Things To Stress About And Stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Im Really Very Super Tired Handling Everything...&lt;br /&gt;Im Trying Really Hard To B A Good Sis To My Bro...&lt;br /&gt;Trying Very Hard To B A Good Daugther To My Parents...&lt;br /&gt;Im Trying Ver Hard To B A Good Wife..&lt;br /&gt;Im Trying Very Hard To B A Good Daugther-in Law...&lt;br /&gt;But Everytime It Juz Seems To B That All My Efforts Goes Into The Drain...&lt;br /&gt;No One Actually Appreciate It...&lt;br /&gt;No One Shares My Burden With Me...&lt;br /&gt;No One Support Me...&lt;br /&gt;No One Understand Me...&lt;br /&gt;I Got Completely No One To Turn To...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Really Wonder How Long I Can Stand...&lt;br /&gt;How Long More I Will Just Shrug Off Everything And Just Give Up...&lt;br /&gt;Im Really Tired...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1763593715269685674-2774348950311007125?l=lonely-setosan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/feeds/2774348950311007125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1763593715269685674&amp;postID=2774348950311007125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/2774348950311007125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/2774348950311007125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/2009/03/stress-stress-stress.html' title='Stress Stress Stress!'/><author><name>ShuLing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01266087561797518117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1763593715269685674.post-1199031605770622151</id><published>2009-03-04T02:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T03:08:40.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocky...!Stressed...!</title><content type='html'>Long Time Since I Last Posted...&lt;br /&gt;Things Going On Fine Wif Me And Him...&lt;br /&gt;He Seldom Go Out Nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;We Seldom Quarrel...&lt;br /&gt;We Starting To Have More Topics To Talk About...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 1 Thing Fine Another Things Come...&lt;br /&gt;Stressed...!&lt;br /&gt;Just Move Out From Francis House...&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly They Come Saying That Their House Got Things Missing This And That...&lt;br /&gt;And Suddenly...I Become The Suspect...!&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is It A Crime To Keep Staying At Home?&lt;br /&gt;Sian Lor...And I Think Everyone Suspect I Steal...&lt;br /&gt;WTH Sia...Life Sux Man...&lt;br /&gt;How I Wish I Was Staying At My Own Home...&lt;br /&gt;Everything Wun B Happening...&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Like People To Look At Me With Coloured Eyes...&lt;br /&gt;Or To Point Their Fingers At Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summore What They Saying Also Puzzled Me Sia...&lt;br /&gt;After Few Days We Moved...&lt;br /&gt;1 Friend Told Me That After We Moved Francis Told Him...&lt;br /&gt;That His Mum's Gold Chain etc Missing...&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Wanna Confront Him Yet...&lt;br /&gt;Cuz My Deposit Money Still With Him...&lt;br /&gt;I Scared Later Alot Prob Later They Don't Wanna Return Me The Money...&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I Need To Return My Dad Back...&lt;br /&gt;Things Finally Going Smoothly Between Me And My Family...&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Wanna Later Because Of This Money Thing All The Problem Comes Again...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway My Mum Already Starting To Accept My Hubby...&lt;br /&gt;Starting To Go Out Together Like 1 Big Family Already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I Called Francis's Mum On Last Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;Telling Her I'll B Going Down To Return The Keys...&lt;br /&gt;Then She Ask Me To Go Down To Collect The Deposit Money...&lt;br /&gt;Then She Was Angry...&lt;br /&gt;Saying That We Moved Secretly When No One's Home Without Informing Her Bla Bla Bla...&lt;br /&gt;Then Say Her Things Missing...&lt;br /&gt;Then I Ask Her More...She Say "Aiyah Nvm"...=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I Was Like...&lt;br /&gt;Where Got Move Secretly Sia...&lt;br /&gt;Before We Move...We Already Tell Her We Stay Till End Of The Month Going To Move Le..&lt;br /&gt;And Summore When We Move...Francis's Dad Was At Home What...&lt;br /&gt;My Hubby Still Wanna Return Him The Keys But He Say Since We Rent Till End Of Month...&lt;br /&gt;Then We Keep It First...&lt;br /&gt;Then Ok Fine Lor...&lt;br /&gt;Summore Of Cuz We Move That Day What...&lt;br /&gt;End Of Month Meaning...(Saturday Was The Last Day Lehs)&lt;br /&gt;Where We Got Time To Move So Last Minute Sia...&lt;br /&gt;Of Cuz We Move Earlier And Just Nice My Dad N Bro Free On That Day...&lt;br /&gt;They Can Help Me Move And On The Way Go Down To Our New Place Fix The SCV Thing...&lt;br /&gt;No Need Make Extra Trips What...&lt;br /&gt;And Also...I Can Save The Trips To Keep Coming Down To Bendemeer Also...&lt;br /&gt;Cuz My Mother-in-law Keep Asking Me Go Down Help Out This And That...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday Take Cab Go Down Expensive Sia...&lt;br /&gt;Then Move Earlier = Save Money Cuz My Hubby Also Can Save Transport Fees To Work Wad...&lt;br /&gt;Like That Also Got Wrong Sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And That Best Thing Is...Now Their Thing Missing Say We Move Just Nice Their Thing Missing...&lt;br /&gt;I Wasnt Even At Home The Last Few Days I Staying There...&lt;br /&gt;I Was Making Trips Down To Bendemeer Helping My Mother-in-law...&lt;br /&gt;When I Went Home Francis's Dad Or Sometimes All Of Them Are Home Already...&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO TAKE?!?!&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAUZ EH...Cant They Use Their Brain To Think...&lt;br /&gt;IF Really We Take De...&lt;br /&gt;We Got So Stupid As To Make It So Obvious That IT'S US....&lt;br /&gt;Summore Our Deposit Money Is Still Stuck With Them...&lt;br /&gt;We Got More Risk Since We Never Even Sign Contract With Them...&lt;br /&gt;Our IQ Not 0 Lehs...&lt;br /&gt;Summore If Their Thing Really Missing...&lt;br /&gt;They Should Inform Us Str8 After We Move Le...&lt;br /&gt;They Must Wait 1 Week Later We Move When We Wanna Get Back The Deposit Money...&lt;br /&gt;Then They Say This And That...&lt;br /&gt;What Call Police This And That...&lt;br /&gt;Seriously They Wanna Call Shld Call Earlier Liaos...&lt;br /&gt;Summore Their House Dunno Got How Many People Walk In And Out...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes Their Window Never Even Lock Etc...&lt;br /&gt;Now They Point Finger At Us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I Move In I Already Sense Trouble When They Don't Have Keys To Rooms...&lt;br /&gt;They Don't Lock Their Room...&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Even Dare To Put My Valuables Anyhow Sia...&lt;br /&gt;Hide Like Mad...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday Count My Piggy Bank Ever Since That Time I Realised...&lt;br /&gt;Eh How Come We Keep Putting Coins In The Money Like Not Rising Liddat...&lt;br /&gt;And There Was Once...I Woke Up...&lt;br /&gt;I Saw Eh How Come My Room Door Was Open Sia When No One Was At Home...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't Think Much Of It That Time Also...&lt;br /&gt;Cannot Be I SleepWalk Then I Go Open Door What...zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Dunno What Really Is Happening...&lt;br /&gt;Feel So Stressed Up...&lt;br /&gt;Like Everyone Pointing Fingers At Me...&lt;br /&gt;Since Im Not Working And Was At Home...&lt;br /&gt;But They Dunno That...&lt;br /&gt;Wah Lauz I Stay At Home Also Sleep 1 Lehs...&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I Sleep Late Like 5am....&lt;br /&gt;When Their Family Got Up I Off TV Sleep Liaos In Case They Say I Waste Electricity Everyday Stay At Home Watch TV Till So Late...&lt;br /&gt;And By The Time I Wake Up...&lt;br /&gt;Most Of The Time Someone Is Home Already...&lt;br /&gt;STEAL WHAT SIA?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Not Poor Until Liddat La...&lt;br /&gt;Even If I Really Need Money...&lt;br /&gt;I Can Go To My Dad To Get From Him...&lt;br /&gt;Everyone Knows He Dote Me The Most...&lt;br /&gt;I Want What He Will Give Me What...&lt;br /&gt;I Need Steal Mehs?&lt;br /&gt;Look At The Times I Slacked Pass Liaos...&lt;br /&gt;Almost 3 Years Since I Quit JC...&lt;br /&gt;I Can Get On Well Everyday With Enough Money To Go Out Play Game Etc...&lt;br /&gt;I Still Need To Steal Mehs...&lt;br /&gt;No Logic Also...&lt;br /&gt;And Besides...Even If We Really Poor Or What...&lt;br /&gt;We Still Got A Piggy Bank Of Spare Cash And Some Gold Necklace etc...&lt;br /&gt;Need To Steal Mehs?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summore They Also Never Think...&lt;br /&gt;If We Really Geh Kao Money Thing...&lt;br /&gt;When I Ask My Dad To Come Make SCV Cable...&lt;br /&gt;I Wun Even Help Them To Make 1 In Their Room Also Liaos...&lt;br /&gt;Cost Like Near $200 Lehs...&lt;br /&gt;And Ah...I Wun Even Bother To Help Them Hang N Keep Their Clothes etc Liaos...&lt;br /&gt;Francis Got Prob With Audrey I Also Try To Help Them...&lt;br /&gt;Wear Pyjamas Also Go Down...Run All Over The Place...&lt;br /&gt;He Need People To Talk To I Also Sit There Until Late At Night...Pei Him Talk...&lt;br /&gt;He Need Cigg I Also Pass Him...&lt;br /&gt;Now They Turn 1 Big Round Come Shoot Us...&lt;br /&gt;Really Is "Hao Xin Mei Hao Bao" Sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindda Bored Of My Life Already....&lt;br /&gt;I Miss My Home Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;No Worries And Everything....&lt;br /&gt;Wanna Find A Job...&lt;br /&gt;But I Wanna Try My Best To Find Job With Same Timing With My Hubby...&lt;br /&gt;So I Won't Sacrifice The Time I Have With Him....&lt;br /&gt;Hope That I Can Find 1 Soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I Just Feel So Stress...&lt;br /&gt;No One Seems To Understand Me Really...&lt;br /&gt;Everything I Have To Keep To Myself...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes Im Even Scared To Meet People...&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Like The Feeling Of People Talking Behind My Back...&lt;br /&gt;Or How People Look At Me...&lt;br /&gt;I Know I Dunno How To Dressed Up Myself Etc...&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Have Confident In Myself Also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...Hope Things Can Faster Get By With...&lt;br /&gt;Hope Someone Can Prove Me My Innocence...&lt;br /&gt;Super Sian With My God Damn Life...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Is Ever Right For A Single Moment....!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1763593715269685674-1199031605770622151?l=lonely-setosan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/feeds/1199031605770622151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1763593715269685674&amp;postID=1199031605770622151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/1199031605770622151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/1199031605770622151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/2009/03/rockystressed.html' title='Rocky...!Stressed...!'/><author><name>ShuLing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01266087561797518117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1763593715269685674.post-457496239410624794</id><published>2009-01-18T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:34:34.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Love Or Illusion?</title><content type='html'>Is It Love Or Illusion In The Past Few Months?&lt;br /&gt;"You Dun Wanna Go Work" Was All He Can Say...&lt;br /&gt;Telling Me He Gave Me So Many Months To Find A Job N Stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Does He Really Understand Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I Really Think I Got Depression...&lt;br /&gt;I Dont Dare To Go To New Environment...&lt;br /&gt;Im Scared Of Meeting New Pple...&lt;br /&gt;The Phobia Is With Me...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I Feel Really Scared...&lt;br /&gt;But Is He There To Hold My Hand...&lt;br /&gt;And Tell Me Everything Is Ok...&lt;br /&gt;And Walk On Together With Me?&lt;br /&gt;Or Just There Keep Pushing Me...&lt;br /&gt;And Watch Me Fall?&lt;br /&gt;Is He There To Protect Me?&lt;br /&gt;All I Need Was Concern From Him...&lt;br /&gt;N No It's Not Coming...&lt;br /&gt;It's Always With His Friends Or His Games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "I Dun Wanna Work" Really Become An Excuses For All His Actions...&lt;br /&gt;If That's The Case...&lt;br /&gt;I've Become A Burden To Him...&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll Leave...&lt;br /&gt;Im Holding Alot Of His Burdens Also...&lt;br /&gt;Trying To Sort Things Out...&lt;br /&gt;So That He Can Come Home To Relax From His Stress At Home...&lt;br /&gt;But Did He See That?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fade Of Feelings Is All I Can See In Him...&lt;br /&gt;I Can Tell He Dont Care Or Love Me Anymore Le...&lt;br /&gt;Mayb Wad He Said He Really Mean It...&lt;br /&gt;He Can Get On Well Without Me...&lt;br /&gt;Mayb He Will Really B Happier...&lt;br /&gt;I Got A Feeling Everytime We Quarrel He Dun Even Bother...&lt;br /&gt;Whether We Will Get Back Together Anot...&lt;br /&gt;I Can Sense In His Heart He Really Wanna Let Go...&lt;br /&gt;It's Always His Frens Pushing Him To Get Back To Me Or Wadever...&lt;br /&gt;And I Ain't Gonna Pull Onto Him Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb It's A Better Choice For Me To Leave Him...&lt;br /&gt;I Wun Get Myself Upset And Cry Everynite...&lt;br /&gt;I Wun See Whatever He's Doing...&lt;br /&gt;I Wun Need To Think So Hard What He's Thinking...&lt;br /&gt;I Wun B His Burden Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y Is It That Whenever I Feel Sad Or Lonely...&lt;br /&gt;It's Always Those "online" Pple That Cheer Me Up...&lt;br /&gt;It's Always Not U...&lt;br /&gt;Y Is It That When I Needed U The Most...&lt;br /&gt;It's Always Those Pple I Dun Even Know Really Well...&lt;br /&gt;Stretching Their Hands To Me To Hold On...&lt;br /&gt;How I Wish That Those Pple R U...&lt;br /&gt;But It's Not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Point Lying To Myself U Still Love Me...&lt;br /&gt;When U Dun Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;I Cant Differentiate Did U Really Love Me Before...&lt;br /&gt;Or Is It Only An Illusion...?&lt;br /&gt;Mayb It's Just A Mistake...&lt;br /&gt;I Was Just Nice There When U Need Someone Then N When U're Lonely...&lt;br /&gt;U Don't Really Love Me At All...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1763593715269685674-457496239410624794?l=lonely-setosan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/feeds/457496239410624794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1763593715269685674&amp;postID=457496239410624794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/457496239410624794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/457496239410624794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-it-love-or-illusion.html' title='Is It Love Or Illusion?'/><author><name>ShuLing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01266087561797518117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1763593715269685674.post-2906037174082023406</id><published>2009-01-16T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:41:08.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not The Same Anymore</title><content type='html'>I Just Feel I'm No Longer The Same Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;The Things Happening Around Me Are No Longer The Same Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;I've Becoming More And More Lonely...&lt;br /&gt;No One Seems To Understand Me...&lt;br /&gt;I've No One To Turn To...&lt;br /&gt;No One To Talk To...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I Can Only Face The Comp And Tv...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I Can Only Tok To Them....&lt;br /&gt;I've Starting To Tok To Myself...&lt;br /&gt;Keep Everything To Myself...&lt;br /&gt;I've Stopped Going Out...&lt;br /&gt;I've Stopped Meeting My Friends...&lt;br /&gt;Im Like Stuck Inside My Room With Four Walls And Nothing Else...&lt;br /&gt;Even Is His Presence Is Here...&lt;br /&gt;His Heart Is Not...&lt;br /&gt;His Heart Belongs To His World...&lt;br /&gt;His Heart Belongs Outside...Not With Me...&lt;br /&gt;It Finally Come To Me...&lt;br /&gt;Did I Really Make The Wrong Decision...&lt;br /&gt;Is He Really Tied Up Because Of Me?&lt;br /&gt;All I Need Was Care And Concern...&lt;br /&gt;But He Isn't Giving Me Any Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;He Simply Just Walked Out On Me...&lt;br /&gt;His Coldness Towards Me Is Getting More And More Obvious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Hope Time Just Stopped Here...&lt;br /&gt;So I Can Just Stop At Whatever Things Im Doing...&lt;br /&gt;I Dont Have To Think Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;I Dont Have To Care Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;I Really Want To Give Up On Everything...&lt;br /&gt;But Who Can Really Hear Me Out There?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1763593715269685674-2906037174082023406?l=lonely-setosan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/feeds/2906037174082023406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1763593715269685674&amp;postID=2906037174082023406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/2906037174082023406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/2906037174082023406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-same-anymore.html' title='Not The Same Anymore'/><author><name>ShuLing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01266087561797518117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1763593715269685674.post-7995996879045636132</id><published>2008-12-21T05:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T05:26:57.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Responsibilities...</title><content type='html'>I Feel Like A Fcking Idiot Waiting For Him To Come Home While He's Enjoying Himself...&lt;br /&gt;5.15am...Still Not Back...&lt;br /&gt;Where Is His Responsibility As A Husband?&lt;br /&gt;I've Done My Best...&lt;br /&gt;Everything Is Over My Limit Already...&lt;br /&gt;I Really Feel Like Tearing That Piece Of Dumb ROM Paper...&lt;br /&gt;To Me It's Just Nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If He's Still Living In His Damn Own World...&lt;br /&gt;Only Cares Abt Whether He Ownself Is Enjoying...&lt;br /&gt;Whether He Ownself Is Happy...&lt;br /&gt;Then What's The Point Of Worrying?&lt;br /&gt;What's The Point Of Doing So Much?&lt;br /&gt;What's The Point Of Caring So Much?&lt;br /&gt;What's The Point Of Sacrificing So Much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There Are Plenty Of Things I Enjoy Doing Too...&lt;br /&gt;They Are Plenty Of Things That I Love Doing Too...&lt;br /&gt;But I Know I Have To Stop...&lt;br /&gt;I Have My Constraints...&lt;br /&gt;Especially Money Wise...&lt;br /&gt;But Will He Ever Care Abt That Point?&lt;br /&gt;Did He Know That Im Feeling Equally Stressed Too?&lt;br /&gt;Or Mayb Im Feeling The Stress More Than He Does...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever Consequences Come To Me Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;He Don't Have To Care So Much Cuz Whatever Happens...&lt;br /&gt;I'm Always There To Clear Up The Damn Shyt In The End...&lt;br /&gt;And Im Tired Of Doing It Already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If He's Living In His Own World...&lt;br /&gt;My Existence To Him Is Nothing Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;With Me Here Or Without...&lt;br /&gt;He's Still The Same...Happily Living His Own Life...&lt;br /&gt;He Won't Even Notice That Sometimes I Do Need His Care...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I Do Need His Time...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I Do Need His Accompany...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I Need Him To Hear What Im Saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've Tried So Hard To Enter His World...&lt;br /&gt;But Did He Try To Enter OUR World?&lt;br /&gt;Is Everything The Word About "our" "us"?&lt;br /&gt;Or Is It Only About "Him"?&lt;br /&gt;Does He Really Know What I Want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Always The One Ended Up Talking To Him After We Quarrel...&lt;br /&gt;And He's Always The One Who Ended Up Walking Away...&lt;br /&gt;Leaving Me Always Hanging There...&lt;br /&gt;Im Tired Of It...&lt;br /&gt;Im Just Tired Of Everything...&lt;br /&gt;If Things Stay The Same...&lt;br /&gt;It's Only One Ending For Us...&lt;br /&gt;Things Wun Change...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1763593715269685674-7995996879045636132?l=lonely-setosan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/feeds/7995996879045636132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1763593715269685674&amp;postID=7995996879045636132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/7995996879045636132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/7995996879045636132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/2008/12/responsibilities.html' title='Responsibilities...'/><author><name>ShuLing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01266087561797518117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1763593715269685674.post-8557794011521077613</id><published>2008-12-17T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T17:00:55.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo Im Back...!</title><content type='html'>Was Slacking So Much Nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;Trying To Find A Job But Always Ended Up Banging The Wall...&lt;br /&gt;Super Sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!I ROM LE! On The 30th Oct...&lt;br /&gt;Although It Was SO LONG AGO..!&lt;br /&gt;The Chalet Went On Fine...&lt;br /&gt;Except For It Was Abit Quiet...&lt;br /&gt;Some Unpleasant Things Did Happened At The Chalet...&lt;br /&gt;But Dun Wanna Tok Abt It Already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Stays The Same...&lt;br /&gt;Except For We Moved Over To Francis's House...&lt;br /&gt;Still Not Quite Used To It...&lt;br /&gt;Trying To Get On As Usual...&lt;br /&gt;Money Problem Is SO STRESS....!&lt;br /&gt;Need To Get A Job Soon By Hook Or By Crook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went For Lunches And Dinners With KaiLin Also...&lt;br /&gt;Quite Fun...Muahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Cuz KaiLin Is Forever Full With Her Craps...=x&lt;br /&gt;Went Down Her Shop To Buy Some New Clothes Yest...&lt;br /&gt;Time To Throw My Closets Of Old Clothes Away Liaos...&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....&lt;br /&gt;OH YA! Dun Forget To Mention KaiLin So Hardworking Sia...&lt;br /&gt;Off Day Still Open Shop...Summore Till So Late..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Movie With Dear Yest...&lt;br /&gt;Twilight...Overall Show Not Bad La...&lt;br /&gt;But Nearly Fell Aslp Cuz I Was Too Hungry And Tired...&lt;br /&gt;The Guy SO YANDAO Sia...!LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I Think From Beginning Till End I Only Forcus On The Guy Nia...=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K La...End Of Blogging...&lt;br /&gt;See U Soon My Blog..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1763593715269685674-8557794011521077613?l=lonely-setosan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/feeds/8557794011521077613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1763593715269685674&amp;postID=8557794011521077613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/8557794011521077613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/8557794011521077613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/2008/12/yo-im-back.html' title='Yo Im Back...!'/><author><name>ShuLing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01266087561797518117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1763593715269685674.post-7561795617119982447</id><published>2008-10-24T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T12:39:44.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Audition</title><content type='html'>Suddenly Feel So Funny...&lt;br /&gt;Yest Dear Dedicate Song For Me Again...&lt;br /&gt;Haha...He Really Feel Happy For Our ROM Wor...xD&lt;br /&gt;Getting More And More Anxious Suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;Today Went Down To ROM For The Declaration...&lt;br /&gt;So Lame Sia...Make Us Read Such A Long Passage...&lt;br /&gt;So Mah Fan....Was So Anxious...&lt;br /&gt;Den He Keep Making Fun OF Me...GRRRR....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought Of How We 2 Know Each Other...&lt;br /&gt;So Damn Funny Also....&lt;br /&gt;Actually...AuditionSEA Brought Us Together...&lt;br /&gt;If Not We Won't Even Get To Know Each Other...=)&lt;br /&gt;So That's Wad Makes It A Special Game For Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Day My Friend Still Shoot Me...&lt;br /&gt;"Wa...I Tink U And Him Ah The First Audition Couple To Get Married In Game And In Real Life...Eh Nono...I Think Mayb First In Singapore Play Game Play Until Get Married"&lt;br /&gt;I Was Like =.=" GRRR....Idiot...&lt;br /&gt;6 More Days Liaos....&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahahahaha.....SO 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title='Audition'/><author><name>ShuLing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01266087561797518117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1763593715269685674.post-3446264220754333384</id><published>2008-10-15T09:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:00:13.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Recently Dear Keep Asking Me Y I Will Fall In Love With Him...&lt;br /&gt;Until Now...I Still Dunno How To Answer Him...&lt;br /&gt;Being With Him Give Me A Special Feeling...&lt;br /&gt;Not Like Other Guys...&lt;br /&gt;Although Sometimes He May B Hot And Cold To Me At Times...=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things That He Do Sometimes Surprises Me Also...&lt;br /&gt;Being With Him I Felt Safe...A Sense Of Security...&lt;br /&gt;He Is Not Rich...He Mayb Is Also Not The Perfect Guy...&lt;br /&gt;He's The Guy Mayb Whom Always Upset Me The Most Everytime...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I Just See Him Trying His Best Already...&lt;br /&gt;Compared To The Past....&lt;br /&gt;I Saw Alot Of Changes In Him...&lt;br /&gt;His Thinking Sometimes U Cant Even Figured Out...&lt;br /&gt;But Somehow...Most Of The Times....I Feel That I Can Sense It...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Just Gave Me A Special Feeling...&lt;br /&gt;No One Had Ever Gave Me Before... &lt;br /&gt;His Hugs...The Way He Talk To Me...And His Everything...&lt;br /&gt;Just Seems So Special...&lt;br /&gt;That Makes Me Have This Feeling...&lt;br /&gt;He's The One...I'm Going To Spend My Life With...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Dreams Of Eternity ~ Love Of Eternity ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1763593715269685674-3446264220754333384?l=lonely-setosan.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1763593715269685674.post-5056503501477572859</id><published>2008-10-04T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T23:03:06.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fed Up Day..</title><content type='html'>Today I Was So Damn Fed Up...&lt;br /&gt;After Eating,&lt;br /&gt;Dear Told Me That He Was Going Drinking With Ethan...&lt;br /&gt;And He Is Bringing 3 Women With Him...&lt;br /&gt;Ask Him To Go...&lt;br /&gt;I Hate Going To This Kind Of Places...&lt;br /&gt;So Obviously I Won't Go With Him...&lt;br /&gt;And He Also Know That...&lt;br /&gt;Then I Ask Him Don't Go His Face Dunno Black Like Dunno What...&lt;br /&gt;Then I Ask Him Go Lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa Damn Power Sia...&lt;br /&gt;Go Drink With Them Must Wear Until So Nice...&lt;br /&gt;Like Go Wedding Dinner Liddat...&lt;br /&gt;Nicer Than Normal...&lt;br /&gt;When He Was Going Out With Me He Din Even Bother To Wear So Nice...&lt;br /&gt;I Was So Fed Up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During The Weekdays When He Is Working He Also Never Pei Me Much...&lt;br /&gt;One Of The Day I Was Too Tired I Fell Aslp Only To Wake Up...&lt;br /&gt;To Find Him Missing...&lt;br /&gt;Called Him He Lie To Me..&lt;br /&gt;Say He Meet Jeff And Ethan Go Eat And ChitChat...&lt;br /&gt;But Actually He Was Playing Lan With Them..&lt;br /&gt;Was So Fed Up...&lt;br /&gt;I Stupidly Believed That He Was Gonna B Home Soon...&lt;br /&gt;Waited For Him From 10pm To 2+pm To Buy Food Back...&lt;br /&gt;In The End I Too Pek Chek...&lt;br /&gt;Forget Abt The Food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited Whole Week For This Sat To Come...&lt;br /&gt;In The End He Also Never Pei Me...&lt;br /&gt;Go Pei That Ethan And The Stupid Fcking 3 Charbor...&lt;br /&gt;Im What To Him?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I Wonder Am I Really Important To Him?&lt;br /&gt;What's The Point Of Staying Together With Him,&lt;br /&gt;When He Don't Even Bother To Pei Me...&lt;br /&gt;1 Whole Fcking Saturday Gone...&lt;br /&gt;Tml He Need Go Back Camp For RT...&lt;br /&gt;Fcked Up Life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Things Isn't Going To Change...&lt;br /&gt;If He Still Thinks That His Own Happiness Is More Impt...&lt;br /&gt;What's The Point Of Rom-ing And Staying Together?&lt;br /&gt;Am I Really Important Afterall?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1763593715269685674-5056503501477572859?l=lonely-setosan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/feeds/5056503501477572859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1763593715269685674&amp;postID=5056503501477572859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Ordered Alot Of Food...&lt;br /&gt;And He Stupidly Order 2 Plain Eggs...&lt;br /&gt;And It Cost $10....WTF?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Today When He's At Work He Called Me...&lt;br /&gt;I =.="...&lt;br /&gt;He Ask Me Got Listen To FM 933 Mah...&lt;br /&gt;Den I Say NV...Den He Put Dwn Phone He Sms Me Again...&lt;br /&gt;Ask Me Listen....Den Im Like =.=" Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL...First Time See Him So Romantic Sia...&lt;br /&gt;He Dedicated Song For Me...&lt;br /&gt;First Time Hear Him Say All This To Me...&lt;br /&gt;Im Like =.="...&lt;br /&gt;But So Damn Happy...&lt;br /&gt;At Least I Know He Still Care...&lt;br /&gt;At Least I Know That He Bothers About Our Coming ROM...&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1763593715269685674-2252646672980565604?l=lonely-setosan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1763593715269685674.post-4586628020260786062</id><published>2008-09-14T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T16:07:35.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Puzzle In My Heart</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I Wonder,Is The Things In My Heart True?&lt;br /&gt;Things Started To Change As It Is Now...&lt;br /&gt;Im I Feeling The Truth Or The Fake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Mths Down The Road...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Everything Is Just Like Everyone Says...&lt;br /&gt;A ROM Cert Doesnt Mean Anything...&lt;br /&gt;Things May End Up Changing In The End...&lt;br /&gt;We'll Also End Up Walking Different Paths...&lt;br /&gt;Is It Best To Let Go If That's The Kind Of Ending We'll Get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If The Smile On His Face And Mine Is Slowly Gone...&lt;br /&gt;Holding On Will B Useless...&lt;br /&gt;Mayb In That Different Path Of His,&lt;br /&gt;He Will Find Someone Who Will Bring Back That Smile Of His.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things Hasn't Just Been Changing...&lt;br /&gt;Im Doin My Best To Cope With Everything...&lt;br /&gt;I Gave In All The Best I Could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Know That He Was Busy For Work Everyday...&lt;br /&gt;He Know That He Don't Have Time For Himself...&lt;br /&gt;He Know That He Don't Have Time For His Friends...&lt;br /&gt;He's Scared That As A Result He Will End Up Losing His Friends.&lt;br /&gt;He End Up Meeting Them Every Too Often...&lt;br /&gt;Im Always Ended Up Alone At Home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can He Feel The Loneliness In Me?&lt;br /&gt;Waited Whole Day For Him To Come Back...&lt;br /&gt;Thought Of Plenty Of Things To Tell Him To Catch His Attention...&lt;br /&gt;But Ended Up Even Before I Finish Talking,&lt;br /&gt;He Went Out.&lt;br /&gt;It's Till Late Night That He Came Home,&lt;br /&gt;Either Then It's Either Im Too Tired To Talk Or Im Already Fast Aslp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Might B Happy Enjoying His Own Free Time.&lt;br /&gt;I've Been Giving In All These While Too.&lt;br /&gt;He Took More And More Days Away From Me,&lt;br /&gt;The Loneliness Is Killing Me.&lt;br /&gt;Before Im Gone,I Already Felt My Heart Gone.&lt;br /&gt;I Could No Longer Feel Anything Anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There Are Times When I Tried Talking To Him,&lt;br /&gt;Everything Ended Up In Vain.&lt;br /&gt;All That I've Tried, All That I've Done.&lt;br /&gt;Im Sacrificed In The End For His Own Freedom And Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Already Knew That Sometimes Without Him,&lt;br /&gt;He's Feeling More Happy.&lt;br /&gt;As A Fact I Stop Going Down To Lanshop With Him,&lt;br /&gt;It's Also Because Of This Reason.&lt;br /&gt;My Existence There Simply Doesn't Mean Anything At All To Him.&lt;br /&gt;He's Not Gonna Enjoy Much Of His Games Because Of Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Things Gonna End This Way?&lt;br /&gt;Is The Stress Im Getting At Home And From Him,&lt;br /&gt;Forcing Me To Give Up Soon?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,I Really Dunno...&lt;br /&gt;It Ended Up A Puzzle Of My Heart...&lt;br /&gt;Which It Cant Even Solve By Itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1763593715269685674-4586628020260786062?l=lonely-setosan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/feeds/4586628020260786062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1763593715269685674&amp;postID=4586628020260786062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/4586628020260786062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/4586628020260786062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/2008/09/puzzle-in-my-heart.html' title='A Puzzle In My Heart'/><author><name>ShuLing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01266087561797518117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1763593715269685674.post-5636809942016514230</id><published>2008-09-11T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T15:58:38.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Evening At Sentosa</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Stayed At Home The Whole Afternn...&lt;br /&gt;Until Dear Called Me Asked Me Wanna Go Take Cable Car Anot...&lt;br /&gt;Cuz Calvin N KaiLin Jio Us Go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went There At Ard 5+pm...&lt;br /&gt;Abit Rush...lol...&lt;br /&gt;Went To World Trade Center There...&lt;br /&gt;Bought Our Tickets Which Is Proudly Sponsored By Mr Calvin...&lt;br /&gt;Took The Glass Cabin One...&lt;br /&gt;Take 1 Round...&lt;br /&gt;Went To Mount Faber First...&lt;br /&gt;Then We Alight Look At Scenery...&lt;br /&gt;But Nothing To See Also...&lt;br /&gt;Then We Saw Pple Having Dinner On The Cable Car...&lt;br /&gt;Calvin They All Also Got Ideas Of Eating In The Cable Car...&lt;br /&gt;But Too Bad Need To Book 2 Days In Advance...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then We Took The Cable Car To Sentosa...&lt;br /&gt;While On The Cable Car...Took Some Pics...&lt;br /&gt;Kailin Was Snapping Pictures Throughout The Trip...lol...&lt;br /&gt;Went To Take The Skyride Over To Siloso Beach To Have Our Dinner...&lt;br /&gt;Ride Again Sponsored By Mr Calvin...xD&lt;br /&gt;The Ride So Scary...Calvin N Kailin Was Sitting Behind Us...&lt;br /&gt;So Calvin Passed His Hp To Dear To Help They Take Pics..&lt;br /&gt;So Stressed Sia...Cuz So Scared Later Calvin's Hp "Jump Off The Ride"&lt;br /&gt;But All So Blur De...Cuz Too Far Already And The Thing Moving..&lt;br /&gt;Then Calvin Ask Me To Turn Around Cuz They Wanna Help Us Take Our Pics...&lt;br /&gt;But So Scary...In Open Air...How To Turn?!?! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went To Sakae At The Beach There...&lt;br /&gt;We Sat Near The Beach...&lt;br /&gt;So Nice....xD&lt;br /&gt;Ordered Alot Of Things...And Cost A Bomb Also...&lt;br /&gt;Lobsters,Chicken,Turkey,Tempura etc....&lt;br /&gt;And Dear Eat The Raw Oyster...&lt;br /&gt;Ewwww....So Disgusting Sia...&lt;br /&gt;I Sit Beside Him Already Can Smell The Thing Liaos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then We Sat The Skyride Back To The Starting Point Again...&lt;br /&gt;In The Middle The Stupid Thing Took Our Pics...&lt;br /&gt;Ours So Ugly Sia...Not Prepared For It...lols...&lt;br /&gt;Calvin N Kailin Bought Theirs...Quite Nice Though...&lt;br /&gt;Then Wait For Kailin They All To Make The Glass Picture Souvenior Thing...&lt;br /&gt;Then Kailin Bought A Pack Of Cigg There...&lt;br /&gt;Wah Damn Expensive Sia..$14+...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then We Sat The Cable Car Back To World Trade There...&lt;br /&gt;Had A Fun Day All Thanks To KaiLin And Calvin...&lt;br /&gt;Had So Much Fun...Jokes Around...&lt;br /&gt;This Was The First Ride On Cable Car And Skyride With My Dear Also...&lt;br /&gt;Hope To Have More Fun With Them Soon...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5vB8FLHD9c/SMjPB7hRTII/AAAAAAAAAFY/dyu3u-dXoww/s1600-h/1_274559478l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5vB8FLHD9c/SMjPB7hRTII/AAAAAAAAAFY/dyu3u-dXoww/s200/1_274559478l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244669398136999042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me And Kailin On The Cable Car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5vB8FLHD9c/SMjPQI_3c4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/lxT7PccjElU/s1600-h/1_608598248l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5vB8FLHD9c/SMjPQI_3c4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/lxT7PccjElU/s200/1_608598248l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244669642273158018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me And Dear On The Cable Car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5vB8FLHD9c/SMjPfNgLB2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/I3OZQJaec6s/s1600-h/1_791195063l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5vB8FLHD9c/SMjPfNgLB2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/I3OZQJaec6s/s200/1_791195063l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244669901180438370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Feast At Siloso Beach Sakae&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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Sentosa'/><author><name>ShuLing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01266087561797518117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z5vB8FLHD9c/SMjPB7hRTII/AAAAAAAAAFY/dyu3u-dXoww/s72-c/1_274559478l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1763593715269685674.post-5977615258586146378</id><published>2008-09-07T03:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T04:04:05.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian Ah ~</title><content type='html'>Stayed At Home The Whole Day...&lt;br /&gt;Playing Com...Actually Nothing Much To Do Also...&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow Click Click Awhile Then I Lazy Off Com Liaos...&lt;br /&gt;Den Slp And Slp...Sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Went To Double O With Peiling,Jack And Ah Heng...&lt;br /&gt;I Jitao Rot At Home Again...&lt;br /&gt;Hate This Feeling...Like Very Lonely Liddat...&lt;br /&gt;Then Got Nothing To Do Sommore Make Me Even More Bored And Lonely...&lt;br /&gt;Like The Whole World All Dead Liddat...&lt;br /&gt;Jitao No Mood Do Anything...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...1 Week Off 1 Time Nia...&lt;br /&gt;Everytime Run Out...Leave Me ALone At Home...&lt;br /&gt;Actually Not Really La...Don't Really Feel Like Going To These Kind Of Places...&lt;br /&gt;Not Interested At All...So Bo Bian Stay Alone At Home Lor...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...Dunno He Knows How I Feel Anot...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday He Got His Own Programmes...&lt;br /&gt;His Programmes Forever Don't Match Me...&lt;br /&gt;So I LL Have To Stay At Home...&lt;br /&gt;Bored And Lonely To Death....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Came Home Drunk Summore...&lt;br /&gt;Puke All Over THe Whole Floor And Sofa...&lt;br /&gt;Hongwei They All Ask Me Don't Quarrel With Him...&lt;br /&gt;Actually,Im Already Tired Already....&lt;br /&gt;The Temper Already Long Time Gone...&lt;br /&gt;I Cant Feel The Temper Rising Up At All...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1763593715269685674-5977615258586146378?l=lonely-setosan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/feeds/5977615258586146378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1763593715269685674&amp;postID=5977615258586146378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/5977615258586146378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/5977615258586146378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/2008/09/sian-ah.html' title='Sian Ah ~'/><author><name>ShuLing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01266087561797518117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1763593715269685674.post-837635015781926968</id><published>2008-08-28T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T09:38:45.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrrrr...</title><content type='html'>WTF....&lt;br /&gt;Something Wrong With My Blog Again...&lt;br /&gt;Dunno What I Press Wrong With The Template Again...LOL...&lt;br /&gt;Dumb Pple Like Me Always Liddat...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa Today Was Tiring De Lor...&lt;br /&gt;Went Shopping With PeiLing And KaiLing...&lt;br /&gt;The 2 LinGs...LOL...&lt;br /&gt;Went To PeiLing's House To B The Nanny Of The Day...&lt;br /&gt;Help Her Take Her Baby's Thing...&lt;br /&gt;OMG La...Her Baby Zac Is So Cute...&lt;br /&gt;Help PeiLing To Feed Little Zac Drink His Milk Milk...&lt;br /&gt;Then Play With Him Awhile...&lt;br /&gt;When He Smile Is SO CUTE Lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went To Bugis With Them...&lt;br /&gt;Off To V8 For Lunch...Little Zac Drink His Milk Again...&lt;br /&gt;Then We Go Walk Walk Around...&lt;br /&gt;Help KaiLinG Do Some Research For Her Shop...&lt;br /&gt;Halfway Through Little Zac Hungry Again...Drink Milk Again...=.="&lt;br /&gt;But He Very Guai La...&lt;br /&gt;Only Wake Up To Look Look Around And Drink His Milk Then Slp...&lt;br /&gt;Not Like That Day Cry All The Way...&lt;br /&gt;Ard 2+pm PeiLinG Say Wanna Go Home...&lt;br /&gt;Cuz Too Tired Liaos Carrying Little Zac...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send Her Off To Take Cab Then Me And KaiLinG Went To Far East Continue To Do Her Research...&lt;br /&gt;Had Alot Of Fun La...Walk Here And There...&lt;br /&gt;Like 2 Siao Char Bor Liddat...&lt;br /&gt;Went Into A Shop Selling Guy's Clothes...&lt;br /&gt;She Helping Her Bf Buy 2 T-Shirts...First Time She Buy For Him...LOL...&lt;br /&gt;The Shop Assisstance I Think Also Got Drived Crazy By 2 Of Us Esp That KaiLinG...&lt;br /&gt;Then Continue To Shop For Her Shorts...&lt;br /&gt;Then On The Way We Went To A Shop At Lvl 2...&lt;br /&gt;Their Price Is Like OMG...1 T-Shirt Cost Ard 200+...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then We Walk Down To Hereen Next...&lt;br /&gt;This Time Worse...Saw A T-Shirt Selling For 300+...OMG? &lt;br /&gt;And Then We Walk To Cineleisure...&lt;br /&gt;On The Way..That Stupid KaiLinG Stop Me From Smoking...&lt;br /&gt;SHe Actually Snatch My Cigg Away From My Mouth...=.=&lt;br /&gt;Cuz If I Smoke She Sure Wanna Smoke Also...LOL...&lt;br /&gt;Then After That Went For Dinner...&lt;br /&gt;We Actually Stop At The CrossRoad There For Like 15mins?&lt;br /&gt;Waiting For Her To Decide On What She Wanna Eat...=.="&lt;br /&gt;Then She Still Decide On...Guess What?&lt;br /&gt;Steak Again...=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So We Took A Bus To Plaza Singapura...&lt;br /&gt;Walk Walk Around Then Went Into A Shop Do Research...&lt;br /&gt;Then She Say The Goods Same Design As The Ones She Selling...&lt;br /&gt;So She Actually Wanna Take Down The Price Cuz She Scared Cant Remember All...&lt;br /&gt;So Being SO Smart...&lt;br /&gt;She Took 1 Tee And Went To The Fitting Room To Find Excuse To Go In And Take Down...&lt;br /&gt;Then She Came Out She Was Like Laughing All The Way...&lt;br /&gt;She Told Me..The Size Of The Tee Is L And It's Like So Small...&lt;br /&gt;Den I Laughed There Also...Then I Actually Turned Over And Ask The Salesperson...&lt;br /&gt;"U Got XXL Anot?"  ---&gt;&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then We Finally Went To Cafe Cartel To Eat Her Steak...&lt;br /&gt;OMG...2nd Western Meal For Me In 1 Day....&lt;br /&gt;Eat Until Very Full...But The Food There Was Not Very Nice...&lt;br /&gt;No Wonder People Keep Taking Free Breads There To Eat...=.="&lt;br /&gt;Then We Went Back At Around 8+pm...Tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Was A Fun Day La...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks To PeiLing For Accompanying Us Out...&lt;br /&gt;And That Stupid KaiLiNG To Make The Day More Crazy And Fun...xD&lt;br /&gt;First Time Went Shopping For So Long...OMG...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1763593715269685674-837635015781926968?l=lonely-setosan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonely-setosan.blogspot.com/feeds/837635015781926968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1763593715269685674&amp;postID=837635015781926968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1763593715269685674/posts/default/837635015781926968'/><link rel='self' 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