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term='weird'/><category term='article'/><category term='health'/><category term='college.outing.shopping.'/><category term='love. feelings.imagination'/><title type='text'>blAck Apple</title><subtitle type='html'>•RoUND•black•Unique•L¡ving L¡fe to the FULLEST•</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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>392</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925587722521788917.post-524800354803662427</id><published>2011-12-30T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T00:36:00.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings. friends.'/><title type='text'>I am scared</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;[12:33:25 AM] Charissa: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hebrews 11:8, says, "By faith Abraham, when he was called to go out into a place which he should after receive for an inheritance, obeyed; and he went out, not knowing whither he went." Abraham first exercised saving faith and the evidence of his having saving faith was that he trusted what God said. God told him to leave his country, his relatives and his father's house and go to a land that He would show him. Abraham's faith was tested and proven in that he did what God said. He showed his faith, by putting his trust in the Lord, and acting upon God's word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Abraham's life was changed! His trust in God set him on a new course for his life. It is that way for one who believes today and receives eternal life by believing God and trusting in God's son the Lord Jesus Christ. The believer is set on a new road. The old road, marked by a life of sin and self serving, is abandoned! The new road is one of believing, obedience and serving God, by serving others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So trust in God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if he wanted you to go for a good reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he would make it possible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-524800354803662427?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/524800354803662427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-scared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/524800354803662427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/524800354803662427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-scared.html' title='I am scared'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-2183315532052498159</id><published>2011-12-04T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T13:06:01.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>I regretted posting that pic.&lt;div&gt;It doesn't mean anything though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U r just like her. both same. like father like daughter I guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I'm your daughter too! but oh well, in that case, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;definitely exclude me, I'm proudly to say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I ain't like you both,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when in good mood, u r nice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when in bad mood, u r TERRIBLE HORRIBLE,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;worst than a DEVIL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't get you both seriously,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to YOU, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is a case of bully, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not a sister figure at all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever u say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u r fucking mean,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that's the reason why u have not find any boyfriend yet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe I should say because u don't have boyfriend that's why you r behaving like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U wanna say I'm being mean here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well yes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least I don't say any fucking mean words to u,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like how u did to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I take in all, only until I cannot take it.....whereby the limit actually quite high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;open the room door loudly and open the lights,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to scold me for not putting the stuffs back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh I'm sorry, really,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because I totally forgot bout it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but doesn't mean u have to be this mean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u know what is case of bully?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS IS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u know the feelings or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U WILL NEVER KNOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine sleeping half way, suddenly frightened by all these,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its definitely worse than NIGHTMARE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is worse than u being disturbed by ghosts every night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh maybe those ghost feelings u have are 'people' who trying to scare u on behalf of me? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;poor girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will respect another sis,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will say thank you to her,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because she is being the best among u all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;despite the situation she is in now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but she has the most IQ compare to u all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though she earn lesser money,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but to me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will definitely take care of her in the future even if I'm not capable of,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because she is the one I will say thank you to, to whatever she do, sincerely from my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to u,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why did u have such bad temper?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U don't understand....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U know I rmb a lot of things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if I still rmb things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that because all those things leave scars in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U promised to give me reward in cash when I get 5As' above for my SPM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I get watches from u,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who says I want watches?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ask u why watches, its suppose to be cash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u angry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u reply me back saying that 3 watches cost them how much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I seriously don't care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever good grade AA...AAAA whatever it is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how authentic they look, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do u think I can afford to wear Chanel watches? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cost you more than 50k (authentic ones)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You even think not to come for my graduation in US,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why can afford chanel watches? &amp;lt;-- u think people believe a?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and u think I wanna wear a? -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, all three of them are dead now, displaying there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;give me cash, not watches,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides, make up your promises, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care u promise me when u're drunk or what,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its still a promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cry myself to sleep for 3 hours at least the day before,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eyes are so tired the next day I woke up, oh wait, not next day, is the same day cause I slept at 8am though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since young,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's never a supportive family figures at home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only from friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walk out of the house to pursue what I want,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you say I'm rebellious,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U know what is rebellious?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tsk Tsk Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always wanted my parents to take my report card,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to listen from teacher about how good their daughter is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as the only daughter who study hard and get so many As,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm definitely proud of it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now, I guess I study on behalf of myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the sake of my own future,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to earn my own fucking money,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to tell you all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the child that u all forgotten off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but hey guess what, she is now successful, with the help of all your "help" (money, and in-supportive characters)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to take report cards, but to u, u find it unnecessary,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh, what they will say? isnt it the same thing? these subjects are good these subjects are not, and good luck"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhar ! u only go for a few ones, ur elder daughters but not mine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how would u know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U leave me alone the first day of primary school with sister who supposed to take care of me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but she rather respect our uncle to take care of his son than me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leaving me alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I'm actually so clingy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I'm actually so afraid,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I have to pretend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pretend not to cry like a kindergarten kid,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hide my tears, and wipe them away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pretend to be strong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;make friends by myself at the age of 7,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where are you all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G O N E.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in my heart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u all never stand a place in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U all give me a very bad childhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do not have a good childhood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not have toys,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not ask for anything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why.....guess I'm brought up that way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not to ask for anything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not to burden you all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey, seriously, I really think I'm a good child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the Barbie doll, the only toy that belongs to mine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kept it till now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because it means a lot when u remember to buy it for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and oh, is sister ask me to tell you that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if not I guess there wouldn't be any Barbie doll exist,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wouldn't be any toys that belongs to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and by that time, I shall declare I have no toys since young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really think I have a bad childhood, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thought the older the grow I will feel better,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but guess not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever I see toys,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get really excited.....pathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never get respected by u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or by u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U say why I have to celebrate friends' birthday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U think is the same thing, every month celebrate each friend's birthday....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U don't know the meaning to it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U don't know how people like me will feel to have people celebrate for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U don't know the feeling of being very blissful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's why u do not have friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's why u will tears when we celebrate your 50th birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess only friends are much important to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they know me better than u all do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they don't judge.....they are there when I'm down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to be home by 12? for this one month time I CANNOT GO OUT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LU SIAO A?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only have less than a month time to go out with friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because I really think,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the future is unpredictable,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might come back, and might not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking bout the cold family here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rather be in US even though is a dead town, but at least I have friends, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinking bout the freedom I have,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to expand my skills,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be able to cook,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;definitely not this house because everybody have OCD,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to learn a new dish or to bake,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is equals to doing some criminal stuffs....-.- WHY SO SERIOUS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you still want to say why your daughters never wanna help u all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, we are all BORN THIS WAY,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not to serve,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because even though I did,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I clean,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you only remember the only time I did not clean one stuffs and never praise me for others,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you think I'm behaving like a kid who needs praising all the time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but seriously,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's the way. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reinforcement, I learn it in psychology class by the way....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiya I'm  lazy to check grammatical or any typo error,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm lazy like that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because you all don't know how many  sleepless nights I have and u can go ahead and tell people I love to sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea yea yea, true! really! I love to sleep, and I know you love to CURSE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blablabla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the tag is gona be "feelings" instead of "family", because family is supposed to be something happy but not like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2183315532052498159?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/2183315532052498159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/12/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2183315532052498159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2183315532052498159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/12/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-204901546740894212</id><published>2011-11-27T16:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T16:41:52.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love. feelings.imagination'/><title type='text'>I can be a good mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FQutDLlcZv8/TtH2a093ZvI/AAAAAAAAD2A/n1_dufVXUCo/s1600/hong%2Bkong%2Bskyline.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FQutDLlcZv8/TtH2a093ZvI/AAAAAAAAD2A/n1_dufVXUCo/s400/hong%2Bkong%2Bskyline.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679591545846064882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(picture from: &lt;a href="http://traveling-piont.blogspot.com/2011/03/hong-kong-skyline-pictures.html"&gt;http://traveling-piont.blogspot.com/2011/03/hong-kong-skyline-pictures.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Suddenly have a thought of wanting my proposal to be in Hong Kong. LOL.&lt;div&gt;I just dream a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;IMAGINE &lt;/span&gt;A LOT.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I imagine myself in Hong Kong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The romantic and modern city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whereby I was left alone by my bf &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(I do not have one, so now u can see how fascinating my imagination is, no bf = got bf, lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was at night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was shopping alone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to every shop, the owner will pass a stalk of rose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until I get 100 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(maybe before 100 I will be freaked out, unless those owners have a very good reason to convince me, like erm....they do that to every tourist? hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was freaked out and so I call my bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and suddenly, he appeared with 1000 roses and kneel down on one knee....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taking our the diamond or non diamond ring and ask "Will you marry me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Laugh and cry from happiness and say yes.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(ok now imagine I'm in my autumn clothing, the weather is slightly cold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So when I talk, I cry, I breath, there's vapour coming out from my mouth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and I have scarf wrapping around my neck....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;wearing grey gloves, covering my mouth, and non stop nodding my head :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SEE....my imagination....can u imagine?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So yeah, he put on the ring for me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;we hug....and suddenly fireworks OUT! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Wheee :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ok....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the end :) go back to my thesis...BOOooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;hey wait, my title is about "I can be a good mother"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ok, so lets continue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;were also imagining myself having a baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;aww......She/he will be my precious....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I just think I can be a good mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;because until this age, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm still hoping to have a younger sibling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;so imagine if I have child after 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HEHE.......I think Gen Y people can be super cool parents eh ? :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;OK REALLY THE END. tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-204901546740894212?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/204901546740894212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-can-be-good-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/204901546740894212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/204901546740894212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-can-be-good-mother.html' title='I can be a good mother'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FQutDLlcZv8/TtH2a093ZvI/AAAAAAAAD2A/n1_dufVXUCo/s72-c/hong%2Bkong%2Bskyline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925587722521788917.post-5558080636269925599</id><published>2011-11-20T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T01:41:55.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love. feelings.'/><title type='text'>I like it</title><content type='html'>I like it when you are the one who always ask me where am I&lt;div&gt;I like it when you are the one who always ask me where am I going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like it when you are the one who always ask me what am I doing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like it when you are the one who always being so caring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like it when you are the one who always make the move first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like it when you are the one who knows what am I thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like it when you are the one who knows I'm not happy/happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but everything seems fake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no, wrong, rephrase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything CAN BE fake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because they are just so wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So beautiful that I don't really believe they happened in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but thank you for all the effort you have made/make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope is REAL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope I'm thinking too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope I really deserve all these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-5558080636269925599?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/5558080636269925599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-like-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5558080636269925599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5558080636269925599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-like-it.html' title='I like it'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-2650354264748888120</id><published>2011-11-06T05:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T05:48:01.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i always think n it happens</title><content type='html'>I always think u r too good for me&lt;div&gt;and im so afraid that u will leave me one day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to prevent from being too sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i always have thoughts of u leaving me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leaving me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leaving me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leaving me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you really left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2650354264748888120?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/2650354264748888120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-always-think-n-it-happens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2650354264748888120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2650354264748888120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-always-think-n-it-happens.html' title='i always think n it happens'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-191235171919584514</id><published>2011-11-06T05:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T05:37:37.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings. friends.'/><title type='text'>To the C</title><content type='html'>i KNOW..&lt;div&gt;seems like i dont show my appreciation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but im really thankful to u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;calling me up from Aus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;asking whether im ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;checking me out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for not talking to u for so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i just wanna say,...Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-191235171919584514?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/191235171919584514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-c.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/191235171919584514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/191235171919584514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-c.html' title='To the C'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-7011846434530561101</id><published>2011-11-06T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T05:15:05.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>flow</title><content type='html'>so they just flow down.. uncontrollable. &lt;div&gt;u ask me why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I have lotsa reasons why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I feel confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-7011846434530561101?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/7011846434530561101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/flow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7011846434530561101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7011846434530561101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/flow.html' title='flow'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-3779299946458327111</id><published>2011-11-04T03:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T03:58:27.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings. friends.'/><title type='text'>No Attention?</title><content type='html'>If you really want attention from them so you are closer to them...&lt;div&gt;its ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but if you do that and you forget about me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is not ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to say much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after all I still don't know you well despite we say we are best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it hurts much when I'm not included in it. that thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-3779299946458327111?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/3779299946458327111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-attention.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/3779299946458327111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/3779299946458327111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-attention.html' title='No Attention?'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-2503695960622217743</id><published>2011-11-03T01:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T01:09:20.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I only see happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;today, don't know why, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel the feeling of "just-break-up"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;when I first break up,&lt;div&gt;all I see is happy couples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all I can think is "aww, please appreciate one another, even though you both quarrel or think one another is not the person you want, but think of those people who just broke up, who can't be together to the person they love...quarrel? that's like the super small matter, most important is that you both still have one another"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see their gfs' their bfs', all I feel is...."I don't care why you will fall in love with them, but all I know is that they are very lucky, you yourself too!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, I did not wait until I lose him only I want to appreciate him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I appreciate him all the time, ok maybe sometimes a bit mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:,)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything has come to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relationship, friendship or whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't ask me why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I know is, I will still be ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's me, bLack appLe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2503695960622217743?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/2503695960622217743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-only-see-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2503695960622217743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2503695960622217743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-only-see-happiness.html' title='I only see happiness'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-2585991146147712544</id><published>2011-11-01T05:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T05:08:29.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Break down</title><content type='html'>要崩溃了&lt;div&gt;已经崩溃了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;surveys all a mess! people did not read instructions carefully and i need to ask them to amend..and also....if i cant contact them...I fill in the blanks myself. &amp;lt;-- this is so not my principle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ppl say "do 50% of ur surveys la...takan u wanna find 200 ppl meh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i just dont do that...i just wan the REAL REAL RESULTS.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now? :( amending surveys are so tiring... :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2585991146147712544?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/2585991146147712544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/break-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2585991146147712544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2585991146147712544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/11/break-down.html' title='Break down'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-2212741723611053099</id><published>2011-10-30T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T21:26:11.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just want SPACE</title><content type='html'>DON't know why im so mother fucking pissed!!!&lt;div&gt;stayover friend's house come back...found my cupipi, porcupi and little blanket on the floor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because cousin n bf stayover my house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my sister din ask my permission just let them sleep the room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY?!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omgggg im so angry that im crying now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why is it whoever come over my house must sleep in my room and my bed?!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is my space&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohmygod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i know why dogs always pee to mark their territory!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall fucking pee on my fucking bed mother fuckers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fucking hate visitors!!!! fucking hateeeeeeeeeeeeeee....don't come my house ....don't fucking come my house unless i fucking like u!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2212741723611053099?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/2212741723611053099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-just-want-space.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2212741723611053099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2212741723611053099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-just-want-space.html' title='I Just want SPACE'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-2828551469834114602</id><published>2011-10-28T02:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T01:11:22.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings. friends.'/><title type='text'>This feeling is kinda KILLING ME</title><content type='html'>well, you acting this way.&lt;div&gt;is it because im not taking any subjects? i seldom go to college? we are not in the same class anymore? and we are like not close anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why a? why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this feeling is killing me softly, silently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did try to always relate anything in my life to u...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tag u in facebook, talk to u,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i feel that ur reply....not that HYPER anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me thinking too much? yes no? :,(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why will end up this way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want everything to be good. can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2828551469834114602?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/2828551469834114602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-feeling-is-kinda-killing-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2828551469834114602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2828551469834114602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-feeling-is-kinda-killing-me.html' title='This feeling is kinda KILLING ME'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-4513152650061358642</id><published>2011-10-27T03:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T03:59:25.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Just a test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;play this personality test on FB. find it very interesting/accurate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;有你在的地方一定有欢笑，你善良，调皮，任性，霸道与贴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;心。你看起来活泼好动&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;但实际内心深处，你有些自卑而自&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;负，你希望自己能把事情做到最好，你很在乎别人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;对你的评&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;价，你的性格像小孩，单纯直接，情绪化，喜怒哀乐写在脸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;上，你没有心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;机，但也缺少些自我保护的能力，你表面看来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;很容易相处，但想要走进你的内心世界&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;其实并不容易，你需&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;要人家的鼓励，包容，宠爱和肯定，其实你也常常自我反省&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;，你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;希望自己能做到起码80%的完美，但你似乎没那个毅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;力，所以你的情绪变化无常，一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;定是被这些因素困扰的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 12px;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-4513152650061358642?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/4513152650061358642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4513152650061358642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4513152650061358642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-test.html' title='Just a test'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-3883891977060513773</id><published>2011-10-26T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T16:31:15.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>As a guy</title><content type='html'>I hate things about guys...&lt;div&gt;thingS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the main thing i hate is when they can't speak PROPERLY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like properly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pronounce properly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't mumble...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't act cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speak like a MAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOT a BOY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i realize i can be super mean to people who speak like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;call me while you are still sleeping or whatever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't speak properly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i hate to use my full concentration to listen to people speaking like that...I will go BERSERK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I will be super straightforward and mean...for example&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I don't want to talk to people who cant even speak properly, go continue and sleep"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOHOHOHO.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, really cannot take guys who can't speak properly, who mumble....who trying to be like Jay Chow/Chou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so ya :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-3883891977060513773?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/3883891977060513773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/10/as-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/3883891977060513773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/3883891977060513773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/10/as-guy.html' title='As a guy'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-5401032225773667832</id><published>2011-10-12T05:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T05:13:01.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Suck it up!</title><content type='html'>hey suck it up.&lt;div&gt;I find that you are kinda weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you want it but you don't want it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you say it like its so easy but you can't even do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WEAK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-5401032225773667832?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/5401032225773667832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/10/suck-it-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5401032225773667832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5401032225773667832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/10/suck-it-up.html' title='Suck it up!'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-7494755801204482384</id><published>2011-10-03T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T01:28:31.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Different way to start my October</title><content type='html'>1. First time car accident,&lt;div&gt;2.First time phone got stolen, well, i don't think stolen is a good word, is my fault for being careless and letting others having the chance to take my lime green angel iphone3  away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.My last hamster, died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm...life is....hmm......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just be tough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-7494755801204482384?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/7494755801204482384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/10/different-way-to-start-my-october.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7494755801204482384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7494755801204482384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/10/different-way-to-start-my-october.html' title='Different way to start my October'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-2650564574639451826</id><published>2011-08-29T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T18:33:25.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abbie Sister Wedding</title><content type='html'>So continue from "My Best Friend's Wedding"....&lt;div&gt;The moment the father hold the bride walking down the aisle towards the groom....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can imagine my sister walking there with my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I BET MY WHOLE FAMILY WILL BE TEARING....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't say is tears of joy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;instead tears of reluctant....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as we will miss her so much and she is finally married and will stay in Germany for the rest of her life and we would not see each other much like we used to .....staying under the same roof, quarrel laugh smile and chat....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I hope the story does not end that way (everybody tears), instead, all of us SMILE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2650564574639451826?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/2650564574639451826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/08/abbie-sister-wedding_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2650564574639451826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2650564574639451826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/08/abbie-sister-wedding_29.html' title='Abbie Sister Wedding'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-4847801517601927242</id><published>2011-08-29T18:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T18:27:00.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings.love.movie'/><title type='text'>So I learn that</title><content type='html'>=) That day, which is on the 24th August, went to sleepover Sook Yan's place.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched "My Best Friend's Wedding"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learn a lesson, if you love someone, then move fast, but not as fast as 1 month knowing each other then get together. What I'm trying to say is that people who are so close together usually won't end up marrying each other but rather to someone they've just met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So do "500 days of Summer".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In "My Best Friend's Wedding", the guy and the girl has been best friend since 9 years ago. The guy loves the girl, but the girl dislikes lovey dovey story or even hugging in the public. Right before she turns 28, she is eagerly waiting for the guy to marry her as they have this promise thingy regarding if any one of them are not married by the age of 28 then they will marry each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the guy called her a week before she turns 28, telling her he is getting married. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girl then realize she actually in love with him. Come on, 9 years only she realize? Appreciate him before its too late. See now, toooo late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite the girl told the guy she loves him, he still chooses the bride he is going to married. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They know each other so much! Why the bride not the best friend? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So? Appreciate before its too late and also people rather choose someone they don't really know much than people they know well enough...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY A? STUPID.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't they know knowing each other well is better than not knowing each other well? No wonder divorce rate so high. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-4847801517601927242?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/4847801517601927242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/08/abbie-sister-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4847801517601927242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4847801517601927242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/08/abbie-sister-wedding.html' title='So I learn that'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-5052257474575844609</id><published>2011-08-29T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T18:13:28.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college.feelings'/><title type='text'>Never Been Like This</title><content type='html'>So my senior project 5 topics, include descriptions, type of research and journals are due on the 17th August. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I emailed my lecturer on the 25th about me going to Europe trip and unable to attend any discussion sessions with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she replied : ".........&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nicole, I have not heard from you, in fact I thought you dropped the course. Please submit the 5 topics via email with descriptions like I asked everyone else in the Facebook page. It was due on last Wed. I suggest you read the details &amp;amp; the comments &amp;amp; posts there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;MAMA MIA. I was late for a week plus. So I went to Jo's place and asked for her help. Submitted the proposal on 27th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What can I say? Indulge myself too much in party lifestyle...not really party....but my party definition is everyday must go out.....to somewhere.....and resulted I did not even know there's a due date for my proposal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;31st night I'm leaving here for my 2 weeks Europe trip. I better settle my topic before I leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today suppose to go Uni to find journals, but it was alread 4.40pm and the Uni is closed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: times, serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: times, serif; "&gt;Basically I left like 1 day to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;MAMA MIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I do it? :( Uni is not open for me to use the computers to find journals like what my lecturer wants me to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MACAM MANA?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;=( Disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Before my semester break I was like so confidence "I'm so gona find my topic, read all the journals, so when I'm back from Europe trip I won't be panic".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now? -.- MATI KONG KIAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-5052257474575844609?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/5052257474575844609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/08/never-been-like-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5052257474575844609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5052257474575844609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/08/never-been-like-this.html' title='Never Been Like This'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-4582691923201053239</id><published>2011-08-03T03:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T03:23:39.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Break Up season</title><content type='html'>I think there's always this season.....&lt;div&gt;for break up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recently, so many break ups......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think its just like a test.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to see who can pass it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those who survive from it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will appreciate each other more....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but doesn't mean they will not have to go through another test.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those who didn't.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't mean they will die..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They will move on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they have to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;but it depends on themselves. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some will stay at the same place for some time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be it days, months, years....or maybe the body move on but the spirit is still there....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they themselves will know.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life still has to go on.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just cherish life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;as we only live once.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(OHMY it rhymes!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we fall, we hurt....we crawl...we walk...we run.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we love, we hate, we cry, we wipe off the tears....we smile....we laugh....we learn....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just learn to be free...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FREE.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's only when you can love someone.....truly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Nicole-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ps: proud of myself wei :) haha. I can type such an inspiring post. :P haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-4582691923201053239?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/4582691923201053239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/08/break-up-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4582691923201053239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4582691923201053239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/08/break-up-season.html' title='Break Up season'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-2826018460418282115</id><published>2011-08-01T01:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T03:28:00.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing.shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Am I strong? or just busy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;but I think.....I think I am strong :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;27th July 2011: a night to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sa3PEXs3tTE/TjWfb-H2b2I/AAAAAAAAD14/dK5lUSh1jL8/s1600/11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sa3PEXs3tTE/TjWfb-H2b2I/AAAAAAAAD14/dK5lUSh1jL8/s400/11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635585811605253986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iMy9Izse9mM/TjWfbyp89qI/AAAAAAAAD1w/vUu5R3oR9ZI/s1600/12.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iMy9Izse9mM/TjWfbyp89qI/AAAAAAAAD1w/vUu5R3oR9ZI/s400/12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635585808527062690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8YbQaP4Yaek/TjWfbnCRrpI/AAAAAAAAD1o/NRkjqTb91nI/s1600/13.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8YbQaP4Yaek/TjWfbnCRrpI/AAAAAAAAD1o/NRkjqTb91nI/s400/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635585805407858322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lO_3TJt6UgA/TjWfaQv6v3I/AAAAAAAAD1g/G6FqWTcTQbE/s1600/14.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lO_3TJt6UgA/TjWfaQv6v3I/AAAAAAAAD1g/G6FqWTcTQbE/s400/14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635585782245408626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NyEZZDSU2kI/TjWfaIJq6QI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/kQru4-DTeYY/s1600/15.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 104px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NyEZZDSU2kI/TjWfaIJq6QI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/kQru4-DTeYY/s400/15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635585779937503490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wWb42nTAKKM/TjWfKBhbBuI/AAAAAAAAD0w/Y_gTcXI2Ars/s400/7.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635585503280170722" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FK0sFHJHqFs/TjWfK2u0Z3I/AAAAAAAAD1I/-M4FSaQ6dGI/s400/10.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635585517563438962" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UskCSWadkO8/TjWfK0E3TZI/AAAAAAAAD1A/LmZMwvIvkr8/s400/9.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635585516850597266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GCXIzDFq8DM/TjWfKZ7i0pI/AAAAAAAAD04/npIJxQdlSqA/s400/5.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635585509832184466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture is damn epic right? :) Alvina monkey butt jumping there! super FUNNY :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jcTUhahqpiA/TjWfLFC5C9I/AAAAAAAAD1Q/MKo5uBgMMDU/s400/8.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635585521405725650" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;watching Emily Rose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N3L5tD_VOvg/TjWe-0tdcJI/AAAAAAAAD0o/rovUPa8yQhY/s1600/16.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N3L5tD_VOvg/TjWe-0tdcJI/AAAAAAAAD0o/rovUPa8yQhY/s400/16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635585310862438546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ladies :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yQtKjsTt5uk/TjWe-9Cil8I/AAAAAAAAD0g/QIecm2XEO1U/s1600/4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yQtKjsTt5uk/TjWe-9Cil8I/AAAAAAAAD0g/QIecm2XEO1U/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635585313098340290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OYMlmZX2Kl0/TjWe-n29ljI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/toWUINnqmjA/s1600/3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OYMlmZX2Kl0/TjWe-n29ljI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/toWUINnqmjA/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635585307412633138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-drhMT5dyy3k/TjWe-vfVT0I/AAAAAAAAD0Q/9eZZaxjnoCo/s1600/2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-drhMT5dyy3k/TjWe-vfVT0I/AAAAAAAAD0Q/9eZZaxjnoCo/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635585309461008194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-muz2hZpxHWU/TjWe-f24dsI/AAAAAAAAD0I/VsGLbPWEeNE/s1600/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-muz2hZpxHWU/TjWe-f24dsI/AAAAAAAAD0I/VsGLbPWEeNE/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635585305264813762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol....we thought there gona be steamboat and bbq, manatau only bbq.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hungry me just feed myself with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SALAD. LOTSA LOTSA GREENS&lt;/span&gt; lol :) thats why i am not angry....while &lt;i&gt;Alvina &lt;/i&gt;is angry because she din eat salad at all....thats why she's so hungry lol...poor monkey butt....&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(to those who don't know, Alvina is my college buddy and she named me Chicken butt and I named her monkey butt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.....hungry us simply made soup with oyster sauce,salt, pepper,carrot, tomato, onion.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just throw everything in....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waiting for the soup to boil is like the longest moment in my life....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I AM SO HUNGRY!&lt;/span&gt; haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally it boils and we just throw all the sausages and balls in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; :) YUM YUM :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then,  I don't feel happy, cause basically what I am eating is those frozen food and lotsa meat...so I stuffed myself with vege again :) Moooooooo :D Eh no...I'm a horse k &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(chinese horoscope)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we played "Speed" with cards....me proudly introduce that game to them...&lt;b&gt;*proud*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first time see how &lt;i&gt;Abelene&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Yvonne &lt;/i&gt;scream and react due to over excitement =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later, we watched Emily Rose, exorcist movie.....I still remember I watched that few years back, I like that movie :) Don't really feel afraid :)....&lt;i&gt;see, I'm stronger.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we play game -- 007, introduced by &lt;i&gt;Yvonne&lt;/i&gt;. Fun game! :)) drink and chat.....back at 2am :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just wanna say, friends are really important, I know about this fact a year ago or something :) Just treasure everyone beside you *wheeee*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;28th July 2011: Ji Muis day &amp;amp; Meet new friends :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;overslept...and rush to meet up &lt;i&gt;Mei Bel mei mei, LK and Ye Earn...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been like AGES since I went out with them... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How nice they are not angry at me .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We watched Captain America and it was just OK....3 stars over 5 stars? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, they accompanied me to Gardenia casting at Tmn Tun....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*hopefully I get that ad*  pwease pwease God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then chit chat at Penang Village :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;updating session &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-19odNkB4mk4/TjWUTTCIewI/AAAAAAAADzI/OitNxe-e6Fs/s400/P1160789_conew1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635573567971687170" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you all for attending this outing &amp;lt;3 Thank you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night, meet up &lt;i&gt;Charissa&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;John &lt;/i&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;Rob &lt;/i&gt;from Bristol, Kah &lt;i&gt;Ann &lt;/i&gt;and new friend &lt;i&gt;Audrey &lt;/i&gt;at Kayu Nasi Kandar Chow Yang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chat awhile and off to Charissa's house :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then followed them down to KL :) Have a mini 30minutes tour around KL around 11pm :) Love KL. I guess is because of the pretty lights...and crowd :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8lmf-VvzZqc/TjWUTjymc3I/AAAAAAAADzQ/_r5DuqHOPdc/s400/P1160813.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635573572469945202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a picture with the group, Charissa's dad- Mr.Tan is the photographer :) Thank you uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;29th July 2011-Shopping Spree! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Second time, &lt;i&gt;Jolene&lt;/i&gt;; my primary school bestie meet my parents :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ajak her go to have brunch with my family, a  new Bak Ku Teh place at Damansara Perdana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Suppose to meet up Charissa and friends in KL but due to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SUPER CRAZY JAM&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Jolene &lt;/i&gt;&amp;amp; I ended up in Farenheitt 88 and started shopping there...feel bad though....promised to meet the guys and &lt;i&gt;Charissa &lt;/i&gt;but I broke my promise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;From &lt;u&gt;Vincci&lt;/u&gt;, we both bought the same shoes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;to &lt;u&gt;Chapter 8&lt;/u&gt;, we both get something....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;then to &lt;u&gt;Mirrorcles&lt;/u&gt;....we both of course, grab stuffs from there :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am her fashion stylist even though I am not very trendy.....teeehee =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Glad she listens to my advice *woots woots*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_gFHNwSQp08/TjWUTobXxuI/AAAAAAAADzY/6K7X0h9nyuM/s400/P1160816_conew3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 186px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635573573714691810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMW_VnA0HIQ/TjWU0JXnkfI/AAAAAAAADzw/1JawNPlrlPc/s400/P1160843.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635574132313133554" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4fuEAiHrSo/TjWUTu2bVgI/AAAAAAAADzg/w4_u6QTA6Sc/s400/P1160816_conew4.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 133px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635573575438784002" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;grab &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;OVERLOAD &lt;/span&gt;soya ice series at Snowflake, Pavilion...at only RM4.50 *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was already exhausted and battery low by the time we are in Pavillion.....substituting my dinner with dessert makes me a little better :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then again, jam jam jam all the way to home. lol....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even can flirt with guys beside us....not me not me....&lt;i&gt;Jolene &lt;/i&gt;get their attention though, I was busy smsing. lol....the guy imitating me smsing and so &lt;i&gt;Jolene &lt;/i&gt;say he's interested in me. BLA BLA BLA...I don't care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jolene's &lt;/i&gt;conclusion of that day is "60% of the guys looking at u today, I only got like 40%, and 60% from girls" -.- ohmy. What a GREAT conclusion haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;of course my perception is different, I walked past everyone, they basically look at Jolene :) Long curled hair, white sweet smile and that Body woolala :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-huPPIG7oCfw/TjWUz7nlI5I/AAAAAAAADzo/1KTWEInfIlQ/s400/P1160816_conew5.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 100px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635574128621986706" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then 9pm reach back her house.....played a bit of guitar, took pictures with &lt;i&gt;Autumn &lt;/i&gt;the chao chao.....and she sent me back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That lady is super energetic...all the way home singing...shaking legs and body...and I'm like having that "DO NOT DISTURB" sign on my face....guessed I have overused my energy while on the way to KL, I talked non stop. Really like too much. Lesson learnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you &lt;i&gt;Jolene &lt;/i&gt;for fetching me :) heart you. Love your personality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2826018460418282115?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/2826018460418282115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/08/am-i-strong-or-just-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2826018460418282115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2826018460418282115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/08/am-i-strong-or-just-busy.html' title='Am I strong? or just busy?'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sa3PEXs3tTE/TjWfb-H2b2I/AAAAAAAAD14/dK5lUSh1jL8/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925587722521788917.post-5628061173335414180</id><published>2011-07-28T03:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T03:15:21.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>I wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wonder how did you feel after all these?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how will I feel after all these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how long will it takes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how's everything going to be like tomorrow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how's everything going to be like the day after tomorrow......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the following days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the DAY...THE DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am seriously living my life to the fullest? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AM I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am afraid actually. Pathetically living my life with the presence of people.....*terms n condition apply* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you are strong outside but weak inside" anonymous &amp;amp; anonymous said to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you are very straightforward" anonymous &amp;amp; anonymous said to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I am, for both statements. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is everything going to end soon?&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlVDIKBet2A/TjBjiweJrRI/AAAAAAAADy4/BkE5y_E-1Ms/s400/P1160783_conew1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634112582618557714" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It would be so nice if I am living in the fairy tale world. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-5628061173335414180?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/5628061173335414180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5628061173335414180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5628061173335414180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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/-BlVDIKBet2A/TjBjiweJrRI/AAAAAAAADy4/BkE5y_E-1Ms/s72-c/P1160783_conew1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925587722521788917.post-3212128069136820087</id><published>2011-07-27T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T02:37:39.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Why cannot?</title><content type='html'>why can't I live my own life?&lt;div&gt;Being seen as moving on easily also will be penalized&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what the hell is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just going out rather than staying alone....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having friends around also will be penalized?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why guys? not girls?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is this man? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only can have girls' friends a?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you think I want to move on a?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you think moving on so easy a?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyday go out with a smile come back with a heart dying inside.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seems to be happy but can be sad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;know or not?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-3212128069136820087?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/3212128069136820087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/why-cannot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/3212128069136820087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/3212128069136820087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/why-cannot.html' title='Why cannot?'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-8579041352310693297</id><published>2011-07-26T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T23:34:39.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Happy!</title><content type='html'>HEHE.....going for gardenia advertisement try out :)&lt;div&gt;Happy for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im super happy for myself! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;excited! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think myself born with talent of acting :) *cough cough*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me luck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so gonna get that job! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wheeeeeee ^.^Y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-8579041352310693297?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/8579041352310693297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8579041352310693297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8579041352310693297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy.html' title='Happy!'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-6524351626846091931</id><published>2011-07-26T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T00:59:59.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Just another day</title><content type='html'>Well today....&lt;div&gt;stayed back in college until 8pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I don even feel like rushing home.....or to anywhere else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do my work how fast &amp;amp; how slow I want........I thought I can join them for swimming....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but failed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess I don even care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think back last time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant even stay in college after 5p.m.,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for I sure I have to plans for myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to go to your house....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to see you.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because that's the happiest thing can happen to me everyday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched "Do you heard about the Morgans" &amp;amp; "Alice in the Wonderland"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel so gloomy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one with happy ending....one colour so dull&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't remember whom I watch both movie with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I am sure....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I almost bang a dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grr. stupid dog...next time please don't run,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look left and right before you cross the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-6524351626846091931?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/6524351626846091931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/6524351626846091931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/6524351626846091931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-9100719873471594089</id><published>2011-07-25T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T01:11:57.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Something crazy</title><content type='html'>haha :) I did something weird, crazy and scary today&lt;div&gt;Jolene was like "O.O" staring at me when I say the request&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did a lot of times lor. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with another friend too :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its like people who are crazily in love only will do one lor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it can be creepy la. lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who cares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-9100719873471594089?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/9100719873471594089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/something-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/9100719873471594089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/9100719873471594089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/something-crazy.html' title='Something crazy'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-8424190524982274421</id><published>2011-07-24T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T22:53:26.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Meaningful Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today :) I went to Cheer 2011 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I did not get to take picture with Wen.....she looks so cute when she's "flying" :) aww!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw that SMILE on her face :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They did pretty good job! :) really! :) much better than Dynamitez, even&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; my friend agreed ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I met another new friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lovely girl :) -Di Chang :) special name, pretty, and easy go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ing. I kinda name her, Jolene n I as "La Xia", Im not sure is it how they call it, it means "old ladies" lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2_is4SRYp48/Tiwu0FqErMI/AAAAAAAADyg/I0Y8OexY1IA/s400/P1160588.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632928706340367554" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a picture of us :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Gary video casting/photo shooting &amp;amp; Midvalley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let her try out Gong Cha as I need some sugar. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dzaltci5LOo/Tiwu0sNgrnI/AAAAAAAADyw/o47ykrpoUC0/s400/P1160615.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632928716689550962" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN THEN THEN....I learn a bit of guitar, G, C,E &amp;amp; D :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jolene said I learnt fast ;P hooray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dlmZKrGWcRI/Tiwu0UavkXI/AAAAAAAADyo/Q2n4-LGwoZI/s400/P1160590.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632928710302601586" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tata :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-8424190524982274421?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/8424190524982274421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-meaningful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8424190524982274421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8424190524982274421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-meaningful-day.html' title='Just a Meaningful Day'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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/-2_is4SRYp48/Tiwu0FqErMI/AAAAAAAADyg/I0Y8OexY1IA/s72-c/P1160588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925587722521788917.post-4422804426202482293</id><published>2011-07-24T02:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T02:24:15.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>I am trying</title><content type='html'>22.7.11&lt;div&gt;Mich Xia xia's 21st! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow....it was a .....hard night for me. lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the cafe, listening to him singing songs, listening to her singing songs....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though I am surrounded by people, I feel lonely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Teardrops on my guitar*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lots of things happen besides the after party thing where I get so "low" &amp;amp; "high" and I puked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am glad I met new friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially the two siao po :) haha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you all for the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I slept around 4.30am. =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23.7.11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went out with primary school friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, we used to be best friend in primary school,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I don't know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we just so click now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talk about everything anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) no fake smiles or fake look or fake whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just US.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, we talked about something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which makes me ponder till now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So hard to find someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that special someone whom you will have to go through think and thin with him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that special someone who are so much closer to you compare with your family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that special someone who might marry you one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO HARD.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I just lose hope and faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I am deeply hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why I am losing my sense of direction in life now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S-O-S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohman! I forgot. I need to wake up at 6am later! GOSH :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-4422804426202482293?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/4422804426202482293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-trying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4422804426202482293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4422804426202482293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-am-trying.html' title='I am trying'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-8938364055381713145</id><published>2011-07-24T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T01:02:04.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>being random&lt;div&gt;so I went to this site and play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the each time I click.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just feel like vomiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;argh. why guys are so narcissistic? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the D* is prettier than the face? -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17, m, aus.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i said to him "you look kinda like Justin bieber and i hope you don mind"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i came back to the chatbox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he has off it and leave these msgs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh! that was offensive, k bye"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LMAO. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-8938364055381713145?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/8938364055381713145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8938364055381713145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8938364055381713145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-5272631270747390263</id><published>2011-07-23T03:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T03:36:13.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>mind</title><content type='html'>I don't know how. &lt;div&gt;how to live it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i did have fun just now with my friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but its just happy for a moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just that particular moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and everything gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am still me now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to be strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but im so weak now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-5272631270747390263?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/5272631270747390263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5272631270747390263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5272631270747390263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/mind.html' title='mind'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-5491989917918263457</id><published>2011-07-21T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T02:09:04.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love. feelings.'/><title type='text'>No Perfect People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then girl ask him to shut up and say "why cant i ever have a normal boyfriend"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then the mother come out and say "maybe cause they dont exist"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it says life will be better if humans just accepted instead of expecting all the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-As Good as it Gets-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-5491989917918263457?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/5491989917918263457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-perfect-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5491989917918263457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5491989917918263457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-perfect-people.html' title='No Perfect People'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-5635259042184389497</id><published>2011-07-20T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T01:55:55.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>overly sad</title><content type='html'>I think,&lt;br /&gt;when a person is overly sad,&lt;br /&gt;that's when she is unable to cry&lt;br /&gt;even though she wants to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*squueze squueze* out the tears,&lt;br /&gt;eh?&lt;br /&gt;no tears wor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only when someone touches the heart&lt;br /&gt;only when she reads something,&lt;br /&gt;that she thinks is true&lt;br /&gt;that she thinks is what she is now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the tears will just fall.&lt;br /&gt;bloop bloop.&lt;br /&gt;eh?&lt;br /&gt;got tears already wor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-5635259042184389497?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/5635259042184389497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/overly-sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5635259042184389497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5635259042184389497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/overly-sad.html' title='overly sad'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-5979560122078393782</id><published>2011-07-19T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T18:09:09.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Angels</title><content type='html'>"For I KNOW the PLANS I have for YOU"&lt;br /&gt; says the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;"They are plans for GOOD and not for Disaster, to give you a FUTURE and a HOPE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jeremiah 29:11-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you wonder, do I deserved to be treated nicely,&lt;br /&gt;where out of sudden many people are there to concern about you,&lt;br /&gt;be nice to you,&lt;br /&gt;and you are just surprised.&lt;br /&gt;doubting "why they are so nice to me, why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, just go ahead and enjoy la. think so much for what?&lt;br /&gt;they wanna be nice to you, it would be great already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-5979560122078393782?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/5979560122078393782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/angels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5979560122078393782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5979560122078393782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/angels.html' title='Angels'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-4845246638607502200</id><published>2011-07-19T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T14:50:48.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Keep reading this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-voExOZYezoE/TiUpICUTUxI/AAAAAAAADyQ/NA7K1Uy_7hQ/s1600/tumblr_lih4xk9xkI1qdboqao1_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-voExOZYezoE/TiUpICUTUxI/AAAAAAAADyQ/NA7K1Uy_7hQ/s400/tumblr_lih4xk9xkI1qdboqao1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630952127134389010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh so tiny words. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-4845246638607502200?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/4845246638607502200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/keep-reading-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4845246638607502200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4845246638607502200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/keep-reading-this.html' title='Keep reading this'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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/-voExOZYezoE/TiUpICUTUxI/AAAAAAAADyQ/NA7K1Uy_7hQ/s72-c/tumblr_lih4xk9xkI1qdboqao1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925587722521788917.post-5107504065157662248</id><published>2011-07-19T01:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T14:46:09.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings. friends.'/><title type='text'>A sweet voice from Perth</title><content type='html'>Carmen call and check on me&lt;br /&gt;very sweet of her&lt;br /&gt;she keep telling me&lt;br /&gt;because of PMS, thats why i am strong&lt;br /&gt;and after that i will break down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell her,&lt;br /&gt;that's what my best friend says too,&lt;br /&gt;but im really feeling all right,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she says: "i rather u break down and cry and don't keep all inside"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just have tears rolling in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why oh why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-5107504065157662248?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/5107504065157662248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/sweet-voice-from-perth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5107504065157662248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5107504065157662248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/sweet-voice-from-perth.html' title='A sweet voice from Perth'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-5029841844071014268</id><published>2011-07-17T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T23:23:18.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>How ironic</title><content type='html'>To whoever who wants to see my updates&lt;div&gt;who wants to know what happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who wants to know how am I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here it is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so damn good,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not until I told my parents what happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what are their reactions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOW SUPPORTIVE MY PARENTS ARE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FEEL SO FUCKING HAPPY MAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they blamed me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first thing they say is to tease me, blame me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not even some words of encouragement, concern........smile?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rather you both just shut your mouths man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don have to say anything because I wont think you both are dumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how ironic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was telling my friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no worries...I have God, I have my friends...and family to support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now you know what....cancel the FAMILY word behind there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never been so sure in my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to say that....they will never be the supportive people behind me, NEVER&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO SURE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since young.....whatever I tell them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they do not even give a shit to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my fault&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea....my fault. just say its my fault&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tell the world is my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who say the youngest child get the most love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IS FAKE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so strong that I never even tear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now.....I keep crying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;knowing the fact that you both won't be there to support&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I accepted the fact&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shouldn't have told you all anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GO AWAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have the chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will migrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this time, I will think twice.....&lt;s&gt;to bring you both over or not.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-5029841844071014268?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/5029841844071014268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-ironic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5029841844071014268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5029841844071014268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-ironic.html' title='How ironic'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-1196627412776321079</id><published>2011-06-22T01:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T02:21:25.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Don't have to please all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I blog, whenever I am inspired, or I have something to share to all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a person, who pleases everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like everyone to like me, who's not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I be nice to all because I want them to be nice to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am excited to meet people who are the same kind as me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what kind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crazy, humorous, nice, honest, &lt;s&gt;back stab&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*of course*&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found two so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my two closest friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a high school best friend too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we don't really contact each other for almost 3 years! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recently we meet up and chat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We still talk a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't feel any embarrassed or uneasy feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have another close friend from high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We do not contact much....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know, deep down in both of our hearts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we treasure each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we care of each other...even we are far apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so back to the be-nice-to-people topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How would you feel if you are used to just fill up the other person's free time or embarrassing time where she has no one to talk to? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How would you feel....if she do not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;WANT&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;YEARN &lt;/span&gt;you....or just plainly treat you like a friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she pretends, literally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hi" *smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Bye" *smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"See you soon Nicole" *smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How would you feel, if she only chooses people who are as pretty as universe to be her friend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How would you feel if she only chooses people who are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;RICH&lt;/span&gt; to be her friend? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you be nice to her ...again and again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you don't see any appreciative reaction or bx in return at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, if we want to treat people nice, we should do it from our heart and expect no return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is ain't love honey,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;TELL ME WHO ON EARTH DON'T EXPECTS PEOPLE TO TREAT THEM BACK NICELY IF THEY TREAT THE PERSON NICELY?! TELL ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone expects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone wants something from someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be it a hug...a sincere smiles....a line of words on FB wall....a warm greetings, a simple wish....a tagged picture...etc....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are still something!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They mean something!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are something to prove your existence! Like "Hey girl, I got it...thank you for being so nice to me".....(even she did not say anything).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*cry*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I learned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be nice to a person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once. Twice. Thrice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give yourself a limit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If she or he does not give any response.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;FINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop Kissing her/his butt. It's smelly after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may be one of the B* who uses people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may be one of the B* who is high profile and chooses my fri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least now, at this moment, I know....I won't wanna be that B* and I ain't gona be like her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I Ain't LIKE HER !!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other hand, I should always watch my action, my words and thoughts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be extra careful, not to hurt someone else like how she hurts me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why should I care? After all I don't know her much, she don't know me much....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The point why am I hurting here because I care, the very first moment we meet I gave all my heart to her &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*sounds like love,puke*&lt;/span&gt;......just because I don't mind to start a friendship with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I really can do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giving myself a limit, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do not keep pleasing people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sfd7Igzc408/TgDf-GI5bXI/AAAAAAAADyA/dp6fu_o4zxM/s400/I%2BDon%2527t%2BCare%2BIf%2BYou%2527re%2BBlack%252C%2BWhite%252C%2BBisexual%252C%2BGay%252C%2BLesbian%252C%2BTall%252C%2BFat%252C%2BSkinny%252C%2BRich%252C%2BPoor%252C%2BIf%2BYou%2527re%2BNice%2BTo%2BMe%252C%2BI%2527ll%2BBe%2BNice%2BTo%2BYou%2B-%2BSimple%2BAs%2BThat.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 233px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620738592851193202" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: found this through google, credits to &lt;a href="http://rooftoptent.org/i-dont-care-if-youre-black-white-bisexual-gay-lesbian-tall-fat-skinny-rich-poor-if-youre-nice-to-me-ill-be-nice-to-you-simple-as-that/"&gt;artdecod&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-1196627412776321079?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/1196627412776321079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/06/dont-have-to-please-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/1196627412776321079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/1196627412776321079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/06/dont-have-to-please-all.html' title='Don&apos;t have to please all'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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/' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-224844262409489330?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/224844262409489330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/05/call.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/224844262409489330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/224844262409489330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/05/call.html' title='Call'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-532548819342225310</id><published>2011-05-12T04:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T04:01:14.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mature</title><content type='html'>I have never felt so independent before&lt;div&gt;I have never felt so mature before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been so far, I have learnt so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All because of you, for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me I'm doing great, will you? &lt;!--3&lt;/div--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-532548819342225310?l=appleblackapple.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-4925587722521788917.post-6236935458519912811</id><published>2011-05-10T04:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T04:32:04.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You words, are harshed.&lt;div&gt;I hope I am not that forgetful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so that I can always remember what you said to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and part of my heart will always tell me to be careful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-6236935458519912811?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/6236935458519912811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/05/your-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/6236935458519912811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/6236935458519912811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/05/your-words.html' title='Your words'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-7567996148389544059</id><published>2011-05-02T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T17:01:35.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='article'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div id="public_content" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 12px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 6px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 6px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; font-size: medium; "&gt;一對新婚夫妻新婚燕爾，&lt;br /&gt;準備於第二天利用婚假的剩餘幾天&lt;br /&gt;北載河、秦皇島好好玩一玩，&lt;br /&gt;兩張火車票已經買好了， 就放在床頭櫃上。&lt;br /&gt;然而，就在這一天的晚上，&lt;br /&gt;他們所在的唐山市發生了舉世震驚的唐山大地震。&lt;br /&gt;當妻子掙扎著睜開眼睛時，周圍漆黑一片，&lt;br /&gt;彷彿整個天空都坍塌下來一般。&lt;br /&gt;樓板落了下來，壓在年輕的丈夫身上。&lt;br /&gt;他們被困在了裡面，年輕妻子絕望了。&lt;br /&gt;他們仰臉躺在床上，&lt;br /&gt;用兩個人的四肢手臂一起向上推那塊水泥板，試圖把它推開。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1093.photobucket.com/albums/i439/law_danny/5dcd3bf4.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然而失敗了，水泥板像焊在那裡一樣，紋絲不動。&lt;br /&gt;年輕丈夫鼓勵妻子別怕，過一陣子會有人來救他們的。&lt;br /&gt;妻子告訴年輕丈夫：只要在你身邊，我什麼都不怕。&lt;br /&gt;妻子用手向另一側摸去，&lt;br /&gt;幻想能摸到一線生機的希望，但只有水泥板、磚塊……&lt;br /&gt;妻子幾近絕望，生命的支柱一瞬間像房屋一樣坍塌了。&lt;br /&gt;事情還沒做完，今後的路應該很長，&lt;br /&gt;對，還有北載河、秦皇島、還有那兩張車票，&lt;br /&gt;就放在床頭櫃上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;車票，使妻子產生了新動力和勇氣，於是繼續摸索。&lt;br /&gt;床頭櫃──車票── 妻子真的觸摸到了一張硬紙板，&lt;br /&gt;真的是車票！&lt;br /&gt;妻子非常高興，把車票握在手裡，&lt;br /&gt;動地搖著年輕丈夫的肩膀：&lt;br /&gt;我找到了 車票！年輕丈夫也很高興：是兩張車票。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妻子心頭一沉，只有一張，&lt;br /&gt;原來另一張車票被水泥板牢牢地第壓住了，&lt;br /&gt;只露出極小的一角，妻子試圖把它拉出來，卻幾次都未如願。&lt;br /&gt;妻子無言答對，默默地流淚。&lt;br /&gt;年輕丈夫安慰到：不要緊，可以… . . 再買一張… ..&lt;br /&gt;沈重的水泥版一端壓在年輕丈夫身上，&lt;br /&gt;一端壓在床頭櫃的車票上，&lt;br /&gt;兩個支點為妻子留下了一塊賴以生存的空間，&lt;br /&gt;也不知道外面的世界發生了什麼變化，&lt;br /&gt;除了一張車票和一個年輕丈夫，妻子什麼都沒有，&lt;br /&gt;就連一點點生的希望都在漸漸稀釋、融化。&lt;br /&gt;飢餓、渴使得妻子幾乎都想放棄。&lt;br /&gt;似乎年輕妻子丈夫已經意識到了妻子的信念&lt;br /&gt;正在一點一點地崩潰，&lt;br /&gt;並開始向妻使述說他們未來的旅程，講述外面的美景：&lt;br /&gt;美麗的北載河、迷人的西雙版納……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="protected_content" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 12px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; font-size: medium; "&gt;一種無形的力量在妻子體內湧動，&lt;br /&gt;一個生命的光環在眼前擴散，越來越大，越來越亮。&lt;br /&gt;年輕丈夫用生命的餘暉，為妻子點燃一支希望的蠟燭，&lt;br /&gt;這支蠟燭一直照亮著妻子走出地獄之門，重返光明的人間。&lt;br /&gt;一天清晨，壓在他們頭頂的水泥版被掀開了，&lt;br /&gt;妻子被救了出來。&lt;br /&gt;當妻子急急地爬到年輕丈夫身邊，&lt;br /&gt;映入眼簾的一幕突然間讓妻子變傻了：&lt;br /&gt;丈夫的右半邊身體完全被砸成了肉泥，&lt;br /&gt;殷紅的血凝固在廢墟的石堆裡。&lt;br /&gt;年輕丈夫只看了妻子一眼，&lt;br /&gt;嘴角滲出了一絲淺淺的笑紋，就閉上了雙眼。&lt;br /&gt;年輕丈夫以最頑強的精神、最堅韌的毅力和最深切的愛，&lt;br /&gt;陪伴和激勵妻子度過了最艱苦、黑暗的三個晝夜，&lt;br /&gt;然後安心走了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;年輕的丈夫走了，他的一份深深的愛卻讓妻子享受一輩子。&lt;br /&gt;愛情需要精心呵護，更需要堅強的意志來保證。&lt;br /&gt;當我們擁有愛情時，我們不懂得愛情，&lt;br /&gt;當我們懂得愛情時，我們已經沒有了愛的能力了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;魚說：「你看不見我眼中的淚，因為我在水中... 」&lt;br /&gt;水說：「 我能感覺你的淚，因為你在我的心裡...」&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;來源: 網絡流傳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-7567996148389544059?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/7567996148389544059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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days.&lt;div&gt;I learn quite a few lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's fate surrounding you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, you do not depend everything on God to help you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You must first fight for yourself....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;practically GIVE YOU BEST....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You need courage, you need communication skills...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Follow your heart, and stop thinking with your brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Communication is everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LITERALLY EVERYTHING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I urge everybody to take up communication subjects,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eg. interpersonal communication....intercultural communication.....effective listening..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through all these subjects, you will find out that how complicated communication is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you will know how important communication and being a good listener is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you will know how to deal with people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are able to put yourself in other's people shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you will get that much more mature....just a little but better than nothing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you may find that "why should i study communication? my language is fluent and im known to be a good communicator".....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, if you haven't take up these subjects, you just have to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your mind is broadened..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will definitely help you in your current and future relationships with parents, friends, partners&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thirdly, I realize how a true friend...how a best friend can always be there for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;despite there are people who tell you "why worth your time to help your friend? is her problem not yours....let her solve her own problems..."........but she will still be there for you! Alvina Ng SHWU SHWU SHWU wei :D hehe.....my only MONKEY BUTT :D The BEST SO FAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourthly, never say never.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never sit down there alone and think yourself how things can't work out between you and your partner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JUST MAKE THE MOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;make the move to talk to your partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO COMMUNICATION = NOT GIVING YOURSELF/PARTNER CHANCES = LOSING A GREAT OPPORTUNITY = POSSIBLE TO LOSE THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worth it not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OF course not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must forever know that, appreciate now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is blind, love is deaf, love is wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dump your bad memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Start to construct new awesome memories with your partners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you give yourself a chance, you are giving lots of chances to lots of possible good outcomes :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are giving yourself a chance, then you have to stop thinking about the pasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) Just my personal experience :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-613495564914171900?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/613495564914171900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-know-who-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/613495564914171900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/613495564914171900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-know-who-you-are.html' title='You know Who you are'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-8112791919740026123</id><published>2011-04-19T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T01:05:54.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith Hill- Like We Never Loved At All</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;You never looked so good&lt;br /&gt;As you did last night&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the city lights&lt;br /&gt;There walking with your friend&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at the moon&lt;br /&gt;I swear you looked right through me&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still living with your goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And you're just going on with your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you just walk on by&lt;br /&gt;Without one tear in your eye?&lt;br /&gt;Don't you have the slightest feelings left for me?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's just your way&lt;br /&gt;Of dealing with the pain&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting everything between our rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;Like we never loved at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, I hear you're doing fine&lt;br /&gt;Seems like you're doing well&lt;br /&gt;As far as I can tell&lt;br /&gt;Time is leaving us behind&lt;br /&gt;Another week has passed&lt;br /&gt;And still I haven't laughed yet&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what your secret is?&lt;br /&gt;To letting go, letting go like you did, like you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget the magic?&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget the passion?&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever miss me&lt;br /&gt;Ever long to kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's just your way&lt;br /&gt;Of dealing with the pain&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting everything between our rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;Like we never loved at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, you never looked so good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;from www.azlyrics.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-8112791919740026123?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/8112791919740026123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/04/faith-hill-like-we-never-loved-at-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8112791919740026123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8112791919740026123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/04/faith-hill-like-we-never-loved-at-all.html' title='Faith Hill- Like We Never Loved At All'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-7743336980187804680</id><published>2011-04-18T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T20:07:27.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days</title><content type='html'>So tonight...when the clock strikes 2.30 am...we have already not seen each other for 3 days. no, 4 days. &lt;div&gt;3 days time is like the common time limit...to know whether something comes to an end or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-7743336980187804680?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/7743336980187804680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/04/3-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7743336980187804680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7743336980187804680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/04/3-days.html' title='3 days'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-7629900917209102848</id><published>2011-04-18T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T18:27:29.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gXe1zx7WwoY/TawREvbNyqI/AAAAAAAADxk/z7FEUpdnx6s/s1600/33578_1340821295191_1670961551_669452_5385360_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gXe1zx7WwoY/TawREvbNyqI/AAAAAAAADxk/z7FEUpdnx6s/s400/33578_1340821295191_1670961551_669452_5385360_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596867210062449314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Never ignore a person who loves you, cares for you, and misses you. Because one day, you might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; wake up from your sleep and realize that you lost the moon while counting the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Wan Syazlin- :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-7629900917209102848?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/7629900917209102848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/04/never-ignore-person-who-loves-you-cares.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7629900917209102848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7629900917209102848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/04/never-ignore-person-who-loves-you-cares.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gXe1zx7WwoY/TawREvbNyqI/AAAAAAAADxk/z7FEUpdnx6s/s72-c/33578_1340821295191_1670961551_669452_5385360_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925587722521788917.post-600790235696104218</id><published>2011-04-17T02:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:59:11.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday one meal</title><content type='html'>I really have no appetite lately.&lt;div&gt;everyday 1 meal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I usually eat right after I wake up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now? I eat after like hours? and seriously one day one meal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indo mee, duck soup mee....drinks..all in front of me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i can just sleep and ignore them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basically im kinda super woman now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-600790235696104218?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/600790235696104218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/04/everyday-one-meal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/600790235696104218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/600790235696104218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/04/everyday-one-meal.html' title='Everyday one meal'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-2402239841404312664</id><published>2011-04-16T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T02:07:16.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 21st Birthday</title><content type='html'>9th April&lt;div&gt;I woke up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I prayed to God, to let me win some money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i pick some numbers from my jewellery box which i have prepared the night before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got the number 9050&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On that day it self,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0904 is the first prize and 9004 is the 2nd prize...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think God heard wrongly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Communication communication&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanna specially thanks to Alvina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who make the decorations on the cake for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;prepare the surprise party for me, also the person who surprised me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Jan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I din know you will make such a nice board for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it must have take up lots of ur time and being stress around cutting love shapes and asking people to sign har?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) Im sorry i was drunk that night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im sorry that I din get to dance with u girls on the dance floor which I myself regretted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im sorry to make u all not having supper....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im sorry for sleeping so late and no breakfast for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im sorry that Jan you have to keep taking care of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im sorry....and im thankful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to those 3 persons in the car :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kinda like a perfect night for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but good things don't last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is why we have to appreciate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2402239841404312664?l=appleblackapple.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-4925587722521788917.post-4050950297506650</id><published>2011-04-16T01:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T18:26:00.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Songs are BOMB</title><content type='html'>driving home from OUG.&lt;div&gt;petrol tank from full till 3 quarter full&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;radio playing all kinds of love songs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"who do think you are...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"its about me me me me me ......."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....and i cant remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just know...i do not get bored of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love those songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its just suit the feeling of mine.....at the current moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wonder how people who don't go out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pass their life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know...time will heal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know...one day i will be like "omg...last time im so pathetic and funny"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i don't know....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what will happen in the next minute..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pathetic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-4050950297506650?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/4050950297506650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/04/driving-home-from-oug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4050950297506650'/><link 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and the night becomes Friday&lt;div&gt;I just wanna say I was elected to be President today :) for Psychology Club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sure because I'm the senior among them....but not the oldest :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so Amily is my Vice President&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Alvina is the PR committee.....easy work sial! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and today i am so forgetful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally forgot i got cheer in college at 7pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally forgot....don't know what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Alvina bought me Pandan ice cream potong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i say NO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sad alvina :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok tata :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-158445307604273331?l=appleblackapple.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-4925587722521788917.post-110351717971635518</id><published>2011-03-24T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T23:14:52.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday.family'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mommy the GREATEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's your birthday, 23rd March, the first day of Aries =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RE5cd7usVCM/TYtdcMQikbI/AAAAAAAADw8/7_6DGCu6rp8/s400/P1130895.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587662501591552434" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=) I once heard someone say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"birthday are like old wine, it gets better with time" :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and  mommy you get better each and everyday....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"a person gets more beautiful as the numbers of candles increase" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-51BlocG_wpE/TYtdcrudZrI/AAAAAAAADxU/8ddTEp4Gyvg/s400/P1130900_conew1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587662510038542002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2nd Sister :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJf9k-zkkSw/TYtdcSx5M_I/AAAAAAAADxM/gcELc9TwgSA/s400/P1130898_conew1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587662503342060530" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boyfriend :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-siei1WxYCgs/TYtdcSPIeUI/AAAAAAAADxE/7m3yfe8Yqgc/s400/P1130897_conew1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587662503196260674" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family :) (eldest sis and brother in law in German)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1rSnYC6GE0w/TYtddP7xPFI/AAAAAAAADxc/j218GDEEqwU/s400/P1130906_conew1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587662519758044242" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you mommy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-110351717971635518?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/110351717971635518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-mommy-greatest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/110351717971635518'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The First Man in My Life</title><content type='html'>Still remember when I was young, I fall asleep on the sofa, &lt;div&gt;and when I woke up the next day, I will be in my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You carry me up to my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, when you are half way carrying me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I awake, but I pretend and continue to sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because I like it when you carry me :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was once I awake and u know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and u ask me to walk up myself, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as Im getting heavier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sad... :( just sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have passion for Cheer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since 15 years old,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you always fetch me to school or field for cheer practices, every week at least three times above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I take it for granted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I have learned how to drive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I understand, driving is tiring,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beside you have to come back from Glenmarie to Tmn Ses just to fetch me to school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is real tiring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U did not complain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was 3 4 5 yrs old, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we always shower together :) with 3rd sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U help us to wash hair,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and wipe off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My english vocabulary is bad, now still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U ask me to read newspaper,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but till now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not follow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will regret one day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last yr you made a huge birthday party for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for my 21st,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I have a room for myself ? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2418106164879585908?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/2418106164879585908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-man-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2418106164879585908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2418106164879585908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-man-in-my-life.html' title='The First Man in My Life'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-2860311019423753549</id><published>2011-03-18T01:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T02:23:48.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday The First Man in My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n_nGxtXHboE/TYJNnsltShI/AAAAAAAADw0/0FF_c6bvcII/s1600/15538_223559845814_535525814_4171191_3823653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n_nGxtXHboE/TYJNnsltShI/AAAAAAAADw0/0FF_c6bvcII/s400/15538_223559845814_535525814_4171191_3823653_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585111832272390674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was December 2009, my individual assignment for Human Growth subject :) - Scrapbook&lt;br /&gt;I think that is my first time to Cameron Highland, I can't remember whether is Cameron Highland or not. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hPi4Jx72ymU/TYJNnFPICHI/AAAAAAAADwU/qPJ1kH7WNYI/s1600/17445_239166265814_535525814_4245221_3590125_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hPi4Jx72ymU/TYJNnFPICHI/AAAAAAAADwU/qPJ1kH7WNYI/s400/17445_239166265814_535525814_4245221_3590125_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585111821708691570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aww :) how old am I? Luckily there's a date stated at the photograph :)&lt;br /&gt;I was around 9 months old :) Me chubby lor :) Looks like baby boy?  :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mquloK7dW_g/TYJNneML17I/AAAAAAAADwc/Zyurvq6Azys/s1600/17445_239166305814_535525814_4245227_6126116_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mquloK7dW_g/TYJNneML17I/AAAAAAAADwc/Zyurvq6Azys/s400/17445_239166305814_535525814_4245227_6126116_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585111828407244722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was only, erm....4 or 5 years old? Daddy brought us to Langkawi :)&lt;br /&gt;I was told to take picture, I refused, daddy angry....&lt;br /&gt;Proof? Look at my sad face...LOL....daddy still can smile...cheh! Poker face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: My dad handsome le? haha :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smaFoftNbeM/TYJNnqs20PI/AAAAAAAADws/c61sGubmEow/s1600/15538_223559930814_535525814_4171200_7222589_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smaFoftNbeM/TYJNnqs20PI/AAAAAAAADws/c61sGubmEow/s400/15538_223559930814_535525814_4171200_7222589_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585111831765504242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 1st time to US, I was only Standard 4 or 5&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's $ very tight, after begging him much for days, he let me go! :) Thank you so much Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-00JrZmq16xM/TYJNnfJ2K6I/AAAAAAAADwk/jT2l2I7-tn8/s1600/27181_344976635814_535525814_4738404_669626_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-00JrZmq16xM/TYJNnfJ2K6I/AAAAAAAADwk/jT2l2I7-tn8/s400/27181_344976635814_535525814_4738404_669626_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585111828665871266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2010 Chinese New Year at Dad'd hometown :) a bit obscene har? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;The Sole breadwinner of the family&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you have grown so old and still have to work,&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wonderful lifestyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 meals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of some many things/stuffs and blablabla.....&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;I feel incapable of letting you rest at the age of 55 and go enjoy your life with ma&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I blame myself why I was borned, if not you will not have to work now to pay my fees, to pay for my crave for shopping and food....etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're&lt;/span&gt; a responsibility man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; have a tummy which is getting bigger and bigger in the past 20 years due to your PASSION for beer and alcohol....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; have patience for us, especially for mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; have good financial plan and always keep neat accounts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're&lt;/span&gt; scary and fierce when you're angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ou are hot tempered and so I have your genes too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're&lt;/span&gt; tan....so am I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;have big eyes, but I have the combination of yours and mom's eyes so my eyes are smaller :P lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; gives me freedom&lt;br /&gt;Freedom to go out with my friends&lt;br /&gt;the most memorable one is when I was standard 5/6, I asked you whether I am allowed to follow my 2 guys and 2 girls friends to take LRT to KLCC&lt;br /&gt;I expected a NO and some advices as I am too young for LRT in a not very safe country&lt;br /&gt;BUT.....&lt;br /&gt;you said YES :)&lt;br /&gt;You trusted me&lt;br /&gt;:)  I am really happy and appreciate it a lot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed&lt;br /&gt;As I getting taller and prettier &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cheh :) perasaan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have more and more white hair growing&lt;br /&gt;I get more freedom as I own a car&lt;br /&gt;I go anywhere I like to go&lt;br /&gt;I do not inform you where I go anymore&lt;br /&gt;I still remember you told me I should ask for your permission if I want to work as a part timer&lt;br /&gt;You do not let me work those job which is "sex appealing", wearing mini skirt, selling liquor, selling cigarettes....blablabla...&lt;br /&gt;those jobs that mostly older generations do not like..&lt;br /&gt;You urge me to ask for permission if I want to work&lt;br /&gt;You even ask me "Why you want to work? Daddy have not enough $ to support u meh?"&lt;br /&gt;Its not that way&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should say I am matured at a young age&lt;br /&gt;I know I use lots of money to buy all my stuffs and unable to save a little into my account&lt;br /&gt;I just feel bad&lt;br /&gt;So just want to earn money and save them all to bank or maybe buy whatever I want to buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask me where I go whenever I leave the house at night and when you're sitting at the living room&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;I always wait for you to go to your room only I sneak out&lt;br /&gt;So I do not have to face you asking me "Where are you going"&lt;br /&gt;and when I answer...&lt;br /&gt;you will be saying "Don't come home too late..." or "why wanna go out? Don't......" and others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to take care of you :)&lt;br /&gt;I promise to treat you and family dinner when I got my first pay :)))&lt;br /&gt;I hope I am capable of sponsor you and mom to oversea to "makan angin" :)&lt;br /&gt;I hope......&lt;br /&gt;lots of hopes and must I wanna do for you..and family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Papa &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2860311019423753549?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/2860311019423753549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-first-man-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2860311019423753549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2860311019423753549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-first-man-in-my-life.html' title='Happy Birthday The First Man in My Life'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n_nGxtXHboE/TYJNnsltShI/AAAAAAAADw0/0FF_c6bvcII/s72-c/15538_223559845814_535525814_4171191_3823653_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925587722521788917.post-4751202686183967576</id><published>2011-03-14T21:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T01:35:31.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Honesty is the Best Policy</title><content type='html'>Don't twist it&lt;br /&gt;Not telling me, you are trying to deceive me&lt;br /&gt;Not telling me, you are already making a big deal out of it&lt;br /&gt;So do not blame me now for being making a BIG deal out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't find it any big deal&lt;br /&gt;Then tell me!&lt;br /&gt;Don't twist it&lt;br /&gt;saying I will blablablablablabla so you don't want to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not telling me, assuming I will angry&lt;br /&gt;yes,&lt;br /&gt;that kind of feeling i know&lt;br /&gt;but where is ur policy?&lt;br /&gt;We r so proud of ur "telling everything nothing but the truth"&lt;br /&gt;But....You are now slapping own mouth with your own words&lt;br /&gt;You are in dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;You have ruined your best principle ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now Honesty is the Worst policy yea?&lt;br /&gt;You can continue telling your Lies&lt;br /&gt;But I won't&lt;br /&gt;That is not me&lt;br /&gt;However, I will let you to choose&lt;br /&gt;You wan the truth?&lt;br /&gt;Or the Lies/fake/false?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plain emotions. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-4751202686183967576?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/4751202686183967576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/honesty-is-best-policy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4751202686183967576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4751202686183967576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/honesty-is-best-policy.html' title='Honesty is the Best Policy'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-350122476474096214</id><published>2011-03-12T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T16:31:16.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><title type='text'>Dog Its Just Like a Child</title><content type='html'>Pepper boy is like a child! &lt;div&gt;Always wanna go out...lol! hop into any car with open door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so yesterday I bring him 'long kai" for a while :) satisfy him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he sit at the passenger seat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then when open the door...he runs behind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when opens the back door...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he runs in front&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO CUTE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still remember my cousins also like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must sit in the car and go out awhile then only stop crying..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-350122476474096214?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/350122476474096214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/dog-its-just-like-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/350122476474096214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/350122476474096214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/dog-its-just-like-child.html' title='Dog Its Just Like a Child'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-3030739748408085744</id><published>2011-03-11T18:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T18:24:42.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Shouldn't Have</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shouldn't have fall into this friendship so quickly&lt;/div&gt;thinking that she will treat me the same as how i treat her&lt;br /&gt;thinking that she will appreciate me as how i appreciate her&lt;br /&gt;thinking that she will be grateful to meet me as how i being so grateful to meet her&lt;br /&gt;thinking that our friendship will last&lt;br /&gt;but just right after one event&lt;br /&gt;I think I am too naive&lt;br /&gt;to think everyone will treat/look at me the way I look at them&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have trust people easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SILLY ME.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who treat u as best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ME MYSELF SILLY ME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Anything just F* speak right to my face&lt;br /&gt;What you expect?&lt;br /&gt;I can hear you when you gossip so soft?!&lt;br /&gt;Got the gut to face to face talk not?!&lt;br /&gt;Come la.&lt;br /&gt;I got hearing problem...&lt;br /&gt;So what?&lt;br /&gt;You sure you don't have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I DOUBT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;CP&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P5Z3kk_zjBU/TXn38vhzX8I/AAAAAAAADv4/bb9JlE5kVpE/s400/a_true_friend_stabs_you_in_the_front_tshirt-p235084417733336426qw5y_152.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 152px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582765836024897474" /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; "&gt;A true friend stabs you in the front&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(ps: got such t-shirt? i should definitely get one.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-3030739748408085744?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/3030739748408085744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/shouldnt-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/3030739748408085744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/3030739748408085744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/shouldnt-have.html' title='Shouldn&apos;t Have'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P5Z3kk_zjBU/TXn38vhzX8I/AAAAAAAADv4/bb9JlE5kVpE/s72-c/a_true_friend_stabs_you_in_the_front_tshirt-p235084417733336426qw5y_152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925587722521788917.post-5995126069646664798</id><published>2011-03-08T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T18:02:27.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love. feelings.'/><title type='text'>Happiness regained</title><content type='html'>Tada.. :) Happiness back :)))&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I actually Love you so much till I shiver and its like meeting you for the first time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hug me and am still afraid....&lt;br /&gt;but now its all clear :)&lt;br /&gt;Hope we'll not separate because of weak reasons *warn u* :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say once you both together for half a year above...&lt;br /&gt;Do no break up easily :)&lt;br /&gt;Because half a year is not easy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy GOING-to-happen ANNIVERSARY for us :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-5995126069646664798?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/5995126069646664798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/happiness-regained.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>So this is what happen actually..&lt;div&gt;well, shouldn't give up easily though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you about myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you refused to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe you are just too upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but remember, must communication...must talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;when we talk, we make meanings out of things&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-3680601923527656541?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/3680601923527656541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/make-meanings-out-of-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/3680601923527656541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/3680601923527656541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/make-meanings-out-of-words.html' title='Make Meanings out of Words'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-4392487743213302935</id><published>2011-03-06T02:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T02:43:13.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love. feelings.'/><title type='text'>You were meant for me?</title><content type='html'>I half sleep and half awake.....from the moment i received the very persist message from u....&lt;div&gt;Till 6am, I finally awake...heart beat getting faster and faster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then slowly, i fall asleep.....till 7 am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I message my friend that i will be late for cheer later...because I finally can sleep that 1 hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel that...."I broke up with him! its a big deal...forgive me I need to sleep and Im late for cheer....pls empathy me"....&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(finally im thinking for myself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats how i feel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to cheer...it lasted for an hour...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep taking my time so the clock will strike 10am...and so I can get a chance to see him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but my eyes were looking other places but not into his eyes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only when he's not looking, I will peek at him for that milliseconds then I pretend I don care...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I am quite strong...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go through 24 hours...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;crying...study...then suddenly cry...then...ya...keep repeat this cycle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got insomnia...im dead tired...i sleep for 2 hours in the afternoon after cheer.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanna continue to sleep for another hour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i cant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause my mind is all about him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I woke up and write notes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so happy..and unexpected...SURPRISE to receive the msg from him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so happy now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like a child got a candy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im so grateful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my friends....were there for me...the two of you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I owe u both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dream last so long&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;even after you're gone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i know, you love me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;and soon you will see&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;you were meant for me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;and i was meant for you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Jewel-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-4392487743213302935?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/4392487743213302935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-were-meant-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4392487743213302935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4392487743213302935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-were-meant-for-me.html' title='You were meant for me?'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-1181347263462661914</id><published>2011-03-05T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T16:09:23.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>I should have</title><content type='html'>I should have hug the dog before I leave&lt;div&gt;I should have really say goodbye to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should have ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-1181347263462661914?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/1181347263462661914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-should-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/1181347263462661914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/1181347263462661914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-should-have.html' title='I should have'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-139758734827220399</id><published>2011-03-05T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T11:03:46.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>分手，有什么了不起</title><content type='html'>It's just break up, what so big deal about it? Sounds strong...yes, I have to be.&lt;div&gt;oh well, i just wish i am not facing midterm now...at least I can hang out...do something relaxing...lepak...watch a movie...then another movie....again a movie.....movie marathon ...or just run a marathon...go swimming....play bowling....something that I feel happy but not just facing my notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in fact, it is a fact. I have to face my notes, I have to deal with my midterm. Thats the reason why am i so stress...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye Pepper, Goodbye Rex, Goodbye Jeanne, Goodbye Grandma/Grandpa/Ah Po....Goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am strong, but you're not, I just met the wrong person who are not strong in this relationship...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but at the same time I am pathetic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not have the courage to even tell my mom i broke up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess I think I will burst out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want them to worry for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But One day everyone still have to know the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just have to be strong even after it ends...strong forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-139758734827220399?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/139758734827220399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/139758734827220399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/139758734827220399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='分手，有什么了不起'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-2438843423883453927</id><published>2011-03-04T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T23:45:24.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Having Depression</title><content type='html'>:( Symptoms of depressions : &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get emotional easily, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get moody easily, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get sad easily, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get blue easily, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cry easily, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feels that not being care, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sensitivity increases&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its all the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_ _ _ _ is though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2438843423883453927?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/2438843423883453927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/having-depression.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2438843423883453927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2438843423883453927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/having-depression.html' title='Having Depression'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-7768502817062738646</id><published>2011-03-03T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T21:39:15.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>My Responsibility</title><content type='html'>Left a pair of borrowed heels at bf's place so that he can helped to repair as the sole has came off...&lt;div&gt;Naughty Pepper boy pull the paper bag down and bite the heels in it....@.@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ME VERY STRESS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because i dislike the feeling that others are unable to trust me in borrowing me things or do things or whatever.....even though it seems like not really my fault, but I will still take it as mine fault/responsibility....because no matter what I know the main responsibility is from me, I borrow it from my cousin...and I should returned it in good condition....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=( sad....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if I am in my bf's situation....someone else left her high heels at my place and my dog bite it...I will still take it as my responsibility...I feel that I always want to take the responsibility...because I know I somehow have it....but I like to take it all to myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me = 很难搞，搞不懂 =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-7768502817062738646?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/7768502817062738646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/responsibility.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7768502817062738646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7768502817062738646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/responsibility.html' title='My Responsibility'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-3301595868322002104</id><published>2011-03-01T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T19:35:26.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings. college. cheer.friends'/><title type='text'>Hectic Semester</title><content type='html'>and so I thought this semester is no problem for me but I found out that each group has to do something for the campaign and do a proposal about it by 4th March?! I am going crazy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Well, I have not written any proposal before, I do not even know what format it has to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I am afraid my members are not giving cooperation and end up I have to do all the things by myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Checking out the prices of each types of glue which can potentially abused by the society.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Communicate with one of the group member which I doubt he will give any response or serious help as I have experienced with him before...and..it turns out...not very good =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Midterm is next week! OMG.....Skills and Strategies class has so much to read on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Substance abuse subject is on the same day as Skill &amp;amp; Strategies and I am so dead! [my most fear-est subject =( ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Cheer Performance next Thursday, and I really hope the new dance would be easier, and my cheermates will be ok with me not going practices all the time =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, TIME TO BE SUPER HARDWORKING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-3301595868322002104?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/3301595868322002104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/hectic-semester.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/3301595868322002104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/3301595868322002104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/hectic-semester.html' title='Hectic Semester'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-1252598768789048348</id><published>2011-03-01T01:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T01:33:03.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Inspired by If I Die Young (The Band Perry)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;New song har~ :) Nice song...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love the girl's voice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well..I'm inspired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to post a blog about what my family and friends should&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; do when I die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you know, anything can happen...anytime..anywhere...sometimes, it happen without informing u beforehand, and it can be so sudden.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so this blog is to prepare you all....how I want my funeral to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, put some make up on me, make sure my eyes are beautiful....and my skin are flawless...and a little pink cheeks....some light lipstick...white dress...white flats....put me nicely in the coffin....and surrounded by flowers...specifically sunflowers, r&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oses and peonies...ok maybe just peonies...they're SO BEAUTIFUL...oh well...I'm greedy...just give me 3 kinds of flowers. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-derdyY48NEQ/TWvcLmzrMDI/AAAAAAAADvw/CG2x9xIJfYM/s400/peony_bouquet_conew1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 133px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578794655382450226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, I hope each of you, whom I know...to come and visit me the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; very last time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Burn me off....after days of grieving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those whom I love, whom are important for me, keep a small bottle of my ashes...so wherever you go, bring me along...alright? =) I can be in the different part of the world when you all travel, shift houses....etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) well, just don't have to be sad. Everything is going to be alright. Be strong....I will be in on top there and look after you &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5qxa0NbALbg/TWvbNS5EjwI/AAAAAAAADvo/e6Zv2jv8yGM/s320/P1120475.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578793584884485890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CHEERS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-1252598768789048348?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/1252598768789048348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/inspired-by-if-i-die-young-band-perry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/1252598768789048348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/1252598768789048348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/inspired-by-if-i-die-young-band-perry.html' title='Inspired by If I Die Young (The Band Perry)'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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/-derdyY48NEQ/TWvcLmzrMDI/AAAAAAAADvw/CG2x9xIJfYM/s72-c/peony_bouquet_conew1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925587722521788917.post-1869878145590595670</id><published>2011-03-01T00:23:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T01:06:44.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.karaoke.friends.dinner'/><title type='text'>My Valentine's Day - CYS &amp; LTT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So it's 14th FEBRUARY! :) where guys are rushing to buy presents their gfs hint them...and the florist are making lots of money.....and girls just have to sit back and make themselves pretty for that day :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;CYS came over my house in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I left the package on the top floor, at my "used-to-be" bed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he came up...as I know, he wouldn't notice &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(he's just that blur)&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to point at the package only he is like "OHhhh...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA.....very very simple present...and a card i scribble and colour on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKAtb5lxl5Y/TWvOs_LH0QI/AAAAAAAADvQ/MgEQYAFd_nM/s320/P1120235_conew4.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 149px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578779835696140546" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you notice, he changed his outfit, they're from me XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe...my &lt;i&gt;fatty boom boom&lt;/i&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7sV1KgvN5wI/TWvOsrtwhPI/AAAAAAAADvI/J6i57mEQwc0/s320/P1120175.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578779830472705266" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we both hop into his car to go for lunch, at 3.40 p.m.?! LOL....that is my first meal of the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he ask me to find one of the present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i open up the compartment at the side, i was surprised!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because my "newborn" son....&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ITS SO CUTEEE!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is &lt;i&gt;Porcupi&lt;/i&gt; :))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ps: he forgot to take off the price tag....LOL...forgive him as he rushed yesterday just to FIND presents for me...but only got a card, and woke up early in the morning went out with a friend to buy present for his gf too....travel to subang to sunway pyramid to b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;angsar to midvalley....erm...hope I'm right...consumed half of his petrol...just to make my day :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__LEFWb7Z-U/TWvOsWC1UjI/AAAAAAAADvA/aUE687r-1V0/s320/P1120178.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578779824655520306" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy with the youngest baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YzXmaNAWihM/TWvOsLZ8_9I/AAAAAAAADu4/9QdprJjJymY/s320/P1120179.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578779821799702482" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porcupi sunbathing :) SHOOO CUTEEEE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SZYptx7a0Vs/TWvOrti3qQI/AAAAAAAADuw/SJP_H83Z23o/s320/P1120180.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578779813784037634" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i got another present too :) a present that he is so afraid to give me, he is very very afraid that I do not like it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(well, there's a reason behind).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vsfrGTzwZO8/TWvOermn-4I/AAAAAAAADuo/4rtugIyOcvk/s320/P1120183.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578779589924617090" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Comes with a red envelope ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CLeVzDwoM9U/TWvOeegfD6I/AAAAAAAADug/QoE4kxS6h5A/s320/P1120185.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578779586409205666" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GbpZtiDVYs8/TWvQmG8fmUI/AAAAAAAADvY/A0yifo2UBc4/s320/P1120186.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578781916546439490" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;lol...don't laugh please. Oh and I am not engaged. lol...he just find the meaning in the card suits his feelings best...so he has to choose this card &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So we had pan mee at seapark! :) One of my favourite shop! :) Oh we had lunch with my mom and aunties. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UiWwal6FNMA/TWvOeOn-TlI/AAAAAAAADuY/6uz2qjADp6w/s320/P1120235_conew6.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 106px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578779582145646162" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Us :) ignore how i cross my leg, very rough :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7fQTEobeScs/TWvOd1TCt7I/AAAAAAAADuQ/z4NVXYHSapg/s320/P1120190.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578779575346968498" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i went to wash and blow my hair :) CURL!...cost me RM30! expensive lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SK2bRLbJWOk/TWvOdgMU_EI/AAAAAAAADuI/37mfHxrniag/s320/P1120192.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578779569681660994" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lady helped me to tie up, so I won't wet it... :) and so the curl will stay, as my hair very fine, those curls don't stay long!&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XzCncBESSGk/TWvOQK5WtpI/AAAAAAAADuA/v3fhNYW6OGk/s320/P1120193.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578779340626638482" /&gt;I hint him to buy me a bunch of flowers. guess what, he is just so innocent to buy me 3 white carnations! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;WHITE!&lt;/span&gt; LOL....well, he's a banana...he don't know the taboo of white...LOL....he told me I am as fair as the flowers.....&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*aww*&lt;/span&gt;...I hate the fact that I know I am not as fair as the flower, but the thought of him is SHOOO SWEEET &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eHPkDDiiF-M/TWvOPvv9MiI/AAAAAAAADt4/pzEe7jS1Rgs/s1600/P1120194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eHPkDDiiF-M/TWvOPvv9MiI/AAAAAAAADt4/pzEe7jS1Rgs/s320/P1120194.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578779333339460130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready for Dinner &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HqEYxokpVM8/TWvOPde-FdI/AAAAAAAADtw/LBlcytnorAM/s1600/P1120200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HqEYxokpVM8/TWvOPde-FdI/AAAAAAAADtw/LBlcytnorAM/s320/P1120200.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578779328436377042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Waterlily, Mutiara Tropicana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lkTAxCCPEUo/TWvOPAXcTFI/AAAAAAAADto/9C0drxgPQQ0/s320/P1120201.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578779320620174418" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nKDPLyszbYM/TWvOOqSNBLI/AAAAAAAADtg/m-T0H90bosY/s320/P1120203.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578779314692621490" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DP_YsPp-CkQ/TWvNii0HQQI/AAAAAAAADtY/eDVZ846CXYI/s320/P1120207.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578778556773122306" /&gt;Open present ceremony for me :) hehe...these are part of my weird pictures :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The present is NICE :) REAL NICE :) I love :))&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; (but yesterday someone drop a oily chicken on it yea? LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NggmeUS2nVw/TWvNiI2Z0OI/AAAAAAAADtQ/p9ApczW1f5I/s320/P1120235_conew7.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 80px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578778549803405538" /&gt;Our dishes :) Cost us around....Erm....erm.....RM80! :) something like that..but I'm sure you will be full even before you finish the plate by yourself. So my suggestion is just order one plate of the kambing or chicken rice thing....and order an appetizer, Squid salad (ITS AWESOME).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0TbiE6pA9I/TWvNhwrChKI/AAAAAAAADtI/I3xdSxFZHqI/s320/P1120220_conew2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 106px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578778543313290402" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so my baby is soooo sleepy...so I told him to take some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FO2k7ieLeJQ/TWvNh3JG63I/AAAAAAAADtA/Yfw9VQNmEtY/s320/P1120227.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578778545050020722" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i enjoying eating alone...the view from my seat.&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1jYX7hOEcKI/TWvNhT6-D5I/AAAAAAAADs4/YSyVkmeYCgU/s320/P1120229.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578778535595478930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tada! he is awake! and continue eating..LOL&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SJ9A9sf1iU4/TWvNNozOFkI/AAAAAAAADsw/xPnmc4qcmzQ/s320/P1120232.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578778197602735682" /&gt;:)) oh ya, just wanna gossip about the couple sit next table to us. Both of them were seriously so cool...like COOL COOL....they sat down, and both start taping at their own iphones or BB....and they did not talk for DAMN LONG. The food were out, they eat...they still kept quiet....and the guy speak a little...A LITTLE....and i try to eaves drop though.... but can't hear la ...BAD ME :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQGd3_FTDlI/TWvNNe_uXwI/AAAAAAAADso/jhq2GVJq0OA/s320/P1120238_conew1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578778194970828546" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We are meant for each other :)))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3P1Z4BlPJSI/TWvNNCns_fI/AAAAAAAADsg/EtzAy-vrK4c/s320/P1120248.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578778187353882098" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eldest son, &lt;i&gt;Peppi boy&lt;/i&gt; meets youngest brother, &lt;i&gt;Porcupi &lt;/i&gt;:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet up with sister and friends at Loudspeaker, Kota Damansara for karaoke session :) bumped into YinYin :) (L-R: Me, Yin Shaet, Valerie, Debbie sis, Bonnie, Yin Yin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PTn1W5zecLE/TWvTlLQa0MI/AAAAAAAADvg/EAfcgiltnLE/s320/P1120250.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578785199058768066" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby don't fancy karaoke, so he is sleepy again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XxN4pS5GYGg/TWvNMgIHQJI/AAAAAAAADsY/6XMyAkWRu_g/s1600/P1120235_conew3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XxN4pS5GYGg/TWvNMgIHQJI/AAAAAAAADsY/6XMyAkWRu_g/s320/P1120235_conew3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578778178094579858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he is awake to sing a few songs. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D3gLkL8NTqE/TWvNMVhb8gI/AAAAAAAADsQ/oMkXVgZuBWo/s1600/P1120275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D3gLkL8NTqE/TWvNMVhb8gI/AAAAAAAADsQ/oMkXVgZuBWo/s320/P1120275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578778175248003586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Ending. CHEERS :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-1869878145590595670?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/1869878145590595670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-valentines-day-cys-ltt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/1869878145590595670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/1869878145590595670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-valentines-day-cys-ltt.html' title='My Valentine&apos;s Day - CYS &amp; LTT'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKAtb5lxl5Y/TWvOs_LH0QI/AAAAAAAADvQ/MgEQYAFd_nM/s72-c/P1120235_conew4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925587722521788917.post-9131353082941979743</id><published>2011-02-09T03:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T03:58:14.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Cannot TELL</title><content type='html'>there're things that i did not tell you&lt;br /&gt;but doesn't mean they did not happen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to tell you&lt;br /&gt;so badly.&lt;br /&gt;but i do not want to disturb you.&lt;br /&gt;i find myself naggy, very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should tell or should not tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just tell someone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-9131353082941979743?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/9131353082941979743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/02/cannot-tell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/9131353082941979743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just like before~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's yesterday once more..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;but it was so far away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-6750855976378184131?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/6750855976378184131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/yesterday-once-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/6750855976378184131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/6750855976378184131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/yesterday-once-more.html' title='Yesterday Once more.'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-2838307673165633945</id><published>2011-01-06T18:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T18:37:18.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>cry will make me feel better?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;when i thought everything is going on so smoothly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;there must be...MUST BE something that stir my emotion up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i already said how many times...i am not gona work work work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and why you must go and tell your friend? and what ur friend will ask? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;surely "why u ask me this?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;then what u will answer "nolah..for fun?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;will you answer that?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;u sure tell the story....the story of us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;when i already say...i am not gona work.....i already sacrifice so much....cry so much..stress so much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;can you please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;make me feel that is worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;u now telling me ....convincing me...proving me that the job is really sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;so what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;dint u listen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I ALREADY SAY I AM NOT GOING TO WORK!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;how will i feel?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;u know what, i will find proves, evidences....to tell, convince and prove to you that...THIS JOB ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;u know i wont. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2838307673165633945?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/2838307673165633945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/cry-will-make-me-feel-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2838307673165633945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2838307673165633945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/cry-will-make-me-feel-better.html' title='cry will make me feel better?'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-7103659786828517152</id><published>2011-01-06T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T18:01:38.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>stress for days</title><content type='html'>I am so stress for days!! &lt;div&gt;for the cheer....!! mainly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i finally get the chance to receive the songs from my friend...and it took quite long to load until half.....and what the fuck? just one click ....everything is gone?!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need the songs so urgently!! i need to send to my friend for broadcasting! they need to check the quality of the songs.. supposedly using another 2 songs, drag quite long due to cant decide of what song, and my friend not at home and send me late...all these....i get pressure from my friend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and FINALLY! i sent to my friend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we changed songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do not have the full version of the songs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been calling asking msg around..stress so much..and i finally found that ...and again, problem of getting the songs, and my friend try her best send to me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and what now?!!! because you din see properly what am i doing..why is my msn on in that computer not my laptop.......just because of your not concern...ur carelessness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i waited for so long...all wasted!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my stress back again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now the shooting is on sunday...why my friend want the songs a week before from me? sure got reasons right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now? is thursday!!! i haven even send the songs yet! omg....im so stress ...so stress...so angry..that i can bang my head to the wall and bleed to death. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-7103659786828517152?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/7103659786828517152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/stress-for-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7103659786828517152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7103659786828517152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/stress-for-days.html' title='stress for days'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-7218306095961862393</id><published>2011-01-05T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T00:36:30.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Sacrifice for love</title><content type='html'>Ya. I do.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sacrifice what I wanted in my life, what I dream of, my age, my youthfulness..&lt;br /&gt;for love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will i get return someday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, im hoping for return...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-7218306095961862393?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/7218306095961862393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/sacrifice-for-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7218306095961862393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7218306095961862393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/sacrifice-for-love.html' title='Sacrifice for love'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-7543735893039337091</id><published>2011-01-03T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T01:18:15.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>New Year with no fireworks?</title><content type='html'>yea, some of u may say "nah...its alright....just fireworks, u can see it during chinese new year a...hari raya a...deepavali a....blablabla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its different. really different&lt;br /&gt;people put on CNY, HR, D, all just normal one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year's fireworks is so much different!!!&lt;br /&gt;they are huge, big and pretty! &lt;br /&gt;some of them even have patterns like a bunga raya or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i din get to see any....not even a POP this year.&lt;br /&gt;even though im outside, im with someone, my love....but i still feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;it is  a bad start of the year? =( i really feel so sad. NOT EVEN COUNTDOWN?&lt;br /&gt;yes...not even countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it maybe "just another new day".&lt;br /&gt;but u see...everybody....all over the wall celebrates it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i din get to see FIREWORKS!&lt;br /&gt;KILL ME LA&lt;br /&gt;(#$(%*@$(*%(*@&amp;#*(%!&amp;#(%&amp;@#(%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-7543735893039337091?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/7543735893039337091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-with-no-fireworks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7543735893039337091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7543735893039337091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-with-no-fireworks.html' title='New Year with no fireworks?'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-7868410709592228981</id><published>2011-01-03T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T01:15:08.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings.love'/><title type='text'>Thanks or hate facebook?</title><content type='html'>Should i thank facebook or hate it of its existence?&lt;br /&gt;because of facebook, u will know what a person is doing, what a person is really care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like u.&lt;br /&gt;u know what she he she he she he do on their pages.&lt;br /&gt;eh?&lt;br /&gt;how u know a?&lt;br /&gt;how come u don even know what i posted on ur wall?&lt;br /&gt;oh because u don check ur own page. &lt;br /&gt;ok. reason acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how bout me?&lt;br /&gt;oh u checked mine?&lt;br /&gt;well, then how come u don see why i replied ur post on my wall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOT DOT DOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say?&lt;br /&gt;im ok with it. :,(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-7868410709592228981?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/7868410709592228981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/thanks-or-hate-facebook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7868410709592228981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7868410709592228981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/thanks-or-hate-facebook.html' title='Thanks or hate facebook?'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-2433461636827568934</id><published>2011-01-03T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T01:12:16.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings.love'/><title type='text'>It is Unfair</title><content type='html'>It's so unfair la.&lt;br /&gt;u did it last time,&lt;br /&gt;and i tel u how i feel&lt;br /&gt;u say "ok, i won't do it anymore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, u tell me...lets start a whole new chapter again, forget the past&lt;br /&gt;guess ur forget means forget everything i have said before and how i will feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so u did it once again,&lt;br /&gt;i tell u ..."why?"&lt;br /&gt;and u say "oh..ok..now i know, i won't do it again.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same sentence cannot be used twice.&lt;br /&gt;is useless. (except for i love you and thank you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so?&lt;br /&gt;how u gona deal with it and make it not to be angry&lt;br /&gt;because i feel so tired to be be angry.&lt;br /&gt;so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;over the mistake u have done again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still angry!!&lt;br /&gt;and so....u SHOULD say..&lt;br /&gt;"ok, why not u do it, its alright, see, im doing it also...so its fair".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because my policy is...&lt;br /&gt;"NOT DOING IT".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2433461636827568934?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/2433461636827568934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-is-unfair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2433461636827568934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2433461636827568934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-is-unfair.html' title='It is Unfair'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-3566310723719328197</id><published>2011-01-03T01:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T01:08:53.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings.love'/><title type='text'>Hard to get?</title><content type='html'>Guys complain girls playing hard to get&lt;br /&gt;they always say "why cant you just tell me what u want me to do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello?&lt;br /&gt;i did.&lt;br /&gt;but u still insist to going on with ur plan? so? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play hard to get better isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;you get into the game, at the end u finally know what i want,&lt;br /&gt;then u will "ok ok, let's go to the mall"...or whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-3566310723719328197?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/3566310723719328197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/hard-to-get.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/3566310723719328197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/3566310723719328197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2011/01/hard-to-get.html' title='Hard to get?'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-1906780606730991524</id><published>2010-12-25T17:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T17:02:34.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>You never listen</title><content type='html'>YOu just cant follow what i say is it?!&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;must u wait until my limit burst already only u say OKOK&lt;br /&gt;wats the point saying ok when im not ok already?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many times u wanna repeat the same thing all over again?!&lt;br /&gt;just fucking follow what i say la&lt;br /&gt;make my fucking christmas a little better can or not?!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just listen to me laaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;so hard is it?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and u don even know wat u talking&lt;br /&gt;keep asking me asking me asking me the same question&lt;br /&gt;STOP ASKING&lt;br /&gt;KNOW OR NOT?!&lt;br /&gt;SLAP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-1906780606730991524?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/1906780606730991524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-never-listen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/1906780606730991524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/1906780606730991524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-never-listen.html' title='You never listen'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-8998317426143159800</id><published>2010-12-25T01:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T01:08:49.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Christmas, is not Merry</title><content type='html'>Every time when I'm so looking forward for my one and only Christmas Eve, (which i think is more important that Christmas day itself), It will definitely be ruined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-,(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one can ever give me a Merry Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess im the one who's having problem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-8998317426143159800?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/8998317426143159800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-is-not-merry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8998317426143159800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8998317426143159800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-is-not-merry.html' title='Christmas, is not Merry'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-8869121596049620621</id><published>2010-12-13T03:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T03:41:32.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Break Trust</title><content type='html'>"There's nothing you can do"&lt;div&gt;That is what Me n you said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was hoping there is something that can really comfort me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because i really feel that there is nth you can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you did it to me once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you did it to me twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know the impact n how devastated it is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you stil do it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you love challenges huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing you can say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing you can do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is all come out from your mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe its true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-8869121596049620621?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/8869121596049620621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/12/break-trust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8869121596049620621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8869121596049620621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/12/break-trust.html' title='Break Trust'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-81524146477412156</id><published>2010-12-12T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T23:27:35.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Each of you - Broken</title><content type='html'>First is you #1&lt;div&gt;I was waiting for u whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u slept for the whole day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;online for only 2mins,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u wanna play game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, fine, go ahead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*wait wait*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so i call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u sound irritated by my call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sent u a msg saying asking why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u call n *$&amp;amp;%@$(%(*@%)(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want pan mee as lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another you #2 #(*%&amp;amp;@(*%&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saying that why eat spicy food $(*%&amp;amp;@(*%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going Australia still eat spicy food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I crave for it again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suggested You #3, another one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you say 1 whole family eat pan mee a? must eat rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make it sounds like a rules!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u always say "i dowan eat so much for dinner, lets eat mee"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now u say must eat rice...=.=' WTF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You #4, another one....keep #(*($&amp;amp;(#$*#% about what i packed for Australia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after that you can pretend nth happen....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that You #3 say also..say i go Australia fashion show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OF course...BINGo...so RIGHT..so TRUE....u never want me to become model whatever freelancer whatever actress all these you think are bullshit...now got chance to go overseas, of course i wanna dress up prettily..DReSS TO KILL...don't u know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanna pack so much....I will hand carry...i will shop also....shop till you really drop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK MY LIFE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALL heart breakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-81524146477412156?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/81524146477412156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/12/each-of-you-broken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/81524146477412156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/81524146477412156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/12/each-of-you-broken.html' title='Each of you - Broken'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-4380910964924233619</id><published>2010-12-05T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T01:21:57.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Just a little bit more, and i will say yes</title><content type='html'>doing a little bit more for me is not ridiculous&lt;div&gt;yes, i am asking for it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not ridiculous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a Form 3 guy is capable of doing that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he walk from his house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to Tropicana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be exact, is 3 times further than the distance that im asking u to walk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he walk like at night...i mean past 12?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he is younger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why can't you do so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is not ridiculous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-4380910964924233619?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/4380910964924233619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/12/doing-little-bit-more-for-me-is-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4380910964924233619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4380910964924233619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/12/doing-little-bit-more-for-me-is-not.html' title='Just a little bit more, and i will say yes'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-5194680047075756325</id><published>2010-12-05T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T01:23:22.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Understanding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;not everything can be said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like when i have frustrations,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like when my hands are full of stuffs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't even close the door,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you help me close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don scold me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i din do anything wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u say "then tel me la (to close the door)"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i think "why can't u see?"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not like i din close the door, i will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just have to put down my stuffs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i will close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO stop scolding me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because you don't know whether it is a bad day for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i might jump down from my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-5194680047075756325?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/5194680047075756325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-you-din-do-anything-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5194680047075756325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5194680047075756325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/12/when-you-din-do-anything-good.html' title='Understanding'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-1159401574083920287</id><published>2010-11-30T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T01:15:43.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Doomsday</title><content type='html'>If you know, that you will die,&lt;div&gt;what will you do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I watched "Knowing" at Astro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its like a melancholy movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so down after that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We don't know 22 Dec 2012 is really the doomsday or not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, why not just really treasure everyone now...like really treasure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't let little things upset you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be grateful and smile :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If is real,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we only have another year and a few days to go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-1159401574083920287?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/1159401574083920287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/11/doomsday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/1159401574083920287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/1159401574083920287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/11/doomsday.html' title='Doomsday'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-9169119957527293114</id><published>2010-11-26T12:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T13:05:38.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Trash Friend</title><content type='html'>You just dig out the super evil side of me.&lt;div&gt;You never appreciate me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst friend award goes to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for the good times and bad times you have given me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish we'll not have any further contact. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So DON'T TOUCH ME. (but she slap me though, not face la, but its like many times and so hard) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mlm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: I am thinner than you, please, I know is not pain for you, but please put yourself in my 'heels'....but wait, I don't think u can fit. bleeeh :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-9169119957527293114?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/9169119957527293114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/11/trash-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/9169119957527293114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/9169119957527293114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/11/trash-friend.html' title='Trash Friend'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-9211863674122191657</id><published>2010-11-25T19:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T20:01:59.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>Burst Out #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Devil&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There will be an academic calendar prepared every new year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For 2010, it stated 6-10 December will be my final exams week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been so long since I sit on a plane and go a really nice trip (not 1-day or half day trip kind of thing) to Australia, definitely, its my first time there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The date to fly over is 15 Dec.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly, out of middle of the year of no where shit, my final exams were extended for another week. I was hoping that, all my subjects will still fall on the first week, but I am sure I have did something to my college that they wanna do SUCH THING TO ME, which is, UNFORTUNATELY, all my subjects fall on the SECOND EFFIN WEEK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go 1 subject on 15 and another on 16, what?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I go n see my head of department. She stared at me for some time and finally speak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I don't know what to tell you".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;?? Like what the...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and blablabla, I gave her a letter and the prove of the air ticket and so on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After few days, I went to see the coordinator to find out what is the decision made by the head &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The decision is, I have to take that 2 particular subjects earlier, which is on the 1st week. Well, reasonable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I ask the coordinator, will the exam papers the same as others. She say : ohno, definitely different, and is harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes straight away like stare at her and I say "why harder? isn't it unfair?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another coordinator say "what UNFAIR?~ Make up exam is like that one what..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIKE WHAT WHAT WHAT?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now who's problem to extend the final exam another week and ALL my subjects fall on the second week? and i book n bought the air tickets like years ago. NOW YOU ALL DID THAT TO ME AND YOU STILL WANNA BLAME ON ME!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way Y-O-U answer is definitely worth few punches on your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So one of my subject's lecturer tell me that, MQA says that our American Degree Program MUST change our TERM system into SEMESTER system, if not our program is not approve, So that is why last minute there are changes to the final exams date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, fine, if that is the reason, why can't you negotiate with the MQA about changing this system next year rather than this year because you have already gave us the academic calendar and you have to be responsible to your own action and think about the welfare of your students!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second point, if MQA FORCES you to change the system this year, then FINE. YOU HAVE ALREADY CHANGED. But, How can you make the make up examination harder than the 'actual day exam'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lecturer explains to me because a lot of students abuse the make up exam and they last minute buy tickets or whatever and wants a make up exam, so the faculty make this RULE "make up exam only consists of ESSAYS and is HARDER".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, how about people like me?! I did not abuse that make up exam. I did not buy the plane tickets after you have announced the dates of final exam!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I NEVER WANT TO TAKE MAKE UP EXAM IF IS WEREN'T YOUR FAULT!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like think about it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so, my lecturer explains, we cannot do a slightly harder make up exam for those student who are not very valid with their reasons, and same standard for student like me who is totally valid for the reason why I have to apply for make up exam....because doing another exam paper is very hard, you need to....pass to another lecturer proofread......BLABLABLA....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, WHY NOT....why not just make this year an exemption? Because MCQ suddenly pop up with this "MUST CHANGE TO SYSTEM LAW" ....OR JUST DON't APPROVE THOSE STUDENTS WITH INVALID REASONS LA!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIKE WHAT THE HECK. BANG MY HEAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Angel&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think from another perspective....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I get to go to Australia like not many people got the chance to go (Not very convincing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I get to sit on the plane where not much people afford (eh, who says? Now Air Asia air tickets super cheap la, even baby can afford)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I get to have 2 days earlier holidays than others (like I care?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I get to feel the not so spoon feeding exam feelings like what my boyfriend undergoing in his college, student crazy a lot of chapters ...(but they got tips lor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. My lecturer is kind enough to help me. (but how about another subject?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got lesser time to study ( but this is not relevant to me because i study last minute, my preference)....but i have to force myself study now, like 2 weeks before? and study harder, understand more stuffs....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AIYA. JUST SUPER SAD LA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After so long finally WOOHOO going OVERSEAS TRIP and now this stupid thing comes up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:,(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-9211863674122191657?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/9211863674122191657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/11/burst-out-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/9211863674122191657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/9211863674122191657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/11/burst-out-1.html' title='Burst Out #1'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-4954305537867039627</id><published>2010-11-02T03:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T03:13:37.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings.love'/><title type='text'>Waiting #4</title><content type='html'>Have you seen...&lt;br /&gt;teardrops on the floor&lt;br /&gt;teardrops on the bed&lt;br /&gt;teardrops on the keyboard&lt;br /&gt;teardrops on your cheek....&lt;br /&gt;that you can taste em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your eyes r full of tears...&lt;br /&gt;till you cant see everything clearly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am waiting,&lt;br /&gt;for em to dry.&lt;br /&gt;to stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-4954305537867039627?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/4954305537867039627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/11/have-you-seen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4954305537867039627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4954305537867039627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/11/have-you-seen.html' title='Waiting #4'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-7066641858688760568</id><published>2010-11-02T02:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T03:00:32.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love. feelings.'/><title type='text'>Waiting #3</title><content type='html'>i am waiting,&lt;br /&gt;waiting the time pass&lt;br /&gt;i told you all,&lt;br /&gt;i am a professional in wasting time,&lt;br /&gt;see :)&lt;br /&gt;from 10pm -12am, i wait&lt;br /&gt;12am-2am, i cry&lt;br /&gt;2am-now....i cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wait.&lt;br /&gt;wait for something nice to happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;because i have already gave you something nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you give me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-7066641858688760568?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/7066641858688760568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/11/waiting-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7066641858688760568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7066641858688760568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/11/waiting-3.html' title='Waiting #3'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-7614584357245927272</id><published>2010-11-02T02:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T02:58:07.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love. feelings.'/><title type='text'>Waiting #2</title><content type='html'>i can't do anything at this moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because friends are important,&lt;br /&gt;you won't scold them&lt;br /&gt;but you scold your love ones,&lt;br /&gt;and you used to tell them "you are more important".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you don't do that do me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am waiting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-7614584357245927272?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/7614584357245927272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/11/waiting-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7614584357245927272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/7614584357245927272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/11/waiting-2.html' title='Waiting #2'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-481178830704135836</id><published>2010-11-02T02:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T02:59:03.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love. feelings.'/><title type='text'>Waiting #1</title><content type='html'>why sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i got red eyes,&lt;br /&gt;when i see some guys,&lt;br /&gt;they put in effort,&lt;br /&gt;to design their profile pic with their love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u do that to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-481178830704135836?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/481178830704135836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/11/waiting-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/481178830704135836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/481178830704135836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/11/waiting-1.html' title='Waiting #1'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-2383662199751316485</id><published>2010-09-06T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:05:43.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>You don't need to be politic&lt;div&gt;Just be real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell her how you feel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-from Drop Dead Diva Season 2 Episode 11 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2383662199751316485?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/2383662199751316485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/09/quote_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2383662199751316485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2383662199751316485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/09/quote_06.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-6660761153226328399</id><published>2010-09-06T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:03:56.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>I love you when the day is new&lt;div&gt;I love you when the sky is blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when the sun is about to set&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will tell you you're an idiot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-from Drop Dead Diva Season 2 Episode 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-6660761153226328399?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/6660761153226328399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/09/quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/6660761153226328399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/6660761153226328399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/09/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-8096595050625499391</id><published>2010-09-02T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T01:23:07.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;"How do you know a person loves you for real and that he means 'I love you' from his heart?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll know it naturally, we were given a heart to love, so naturally our hearts can feel the love given by others. When someone really loves you, you'll love the person in return unconditionally."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-from the book 'CallieRose' by Beatrix Charissa Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;as i continue reading the story, i feel so touched. I can feel the 'romanticness' of Callie and James though they are not together. hmm..I LIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-8096595050625499391?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/8096595050625499391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-quote_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8096595050625499391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8096595050625499391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-quote_02.html' title='Love Quote'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-4981542524343541541</id><published>2010-09-02T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T01:21:31.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;‎"i think every girl deserves to get all the attention she can get from her boyfriend", Tia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;from the book 'CallieRose' by Beatrix Charissa Tan.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-4981542524343541541?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/4981542524343541541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4981542524343541541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4981542524343541541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-quote.html' title='Love Quote'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-5723392728717980084</id><published>2010-08-22T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T16:19:46.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/THDdaQT_CrI/AAAAAAAADqA/RUY4BWJUsT4/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 86px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/THDdaQT_CrI/AAAAAAAADqA/RUY4BWJUsT4/s320/Untitled.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508145787399244466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its sweet&lt;div&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-5723392728717980084?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/5723392728717980084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5723392728717980084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5723392728717980084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-note.html' title='Love Note'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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/_EmuXXRO3leA/THDdaQT_CrI/AAAAAAAADqA/RUY4BWJUsT4/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925587722521788917.post-4429043413523646583</id><published>2010-08-21T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T01:38:15.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love Quote</title><content type='html'>"Look at me, You are the most important thing to me, I love you so much, I don't ever want to see you sad, whenever you are sad, i will be very sad, I want you to be happy always, please don't push me away"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it with full emotion, some tears in the eyes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u do that not? lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-4429043413523646583?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/4429043413523646583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4429043413523646583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/4429043413523646583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-quote.html' title='Love Quote'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-1478242134516462394</id><published>2010-08-19T18:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T18:28:44.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends. family.'/><title type='text'>Ecoba, PJ Trade Centre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TG0CjTtc0kI/AAAAAAAADpI/7bnlqV-foQs/s320/P1050848_conew2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507060724953567810" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't waste my make up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I took N times of pictures (myself) before headed to Eco Bar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TG0CkmMHTQI/AAAAAAAADpo/Np9dyjLTCaI/s320/P1050859.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507060747093888258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time at  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ecoba.com.my/"&gt;Ecoba&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(click click),&lt;/span&gt; like the environment :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every Monday, they will have this competition for 20 participants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;100 shots of Carlsberg to be down in 100 minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;each shot each minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoever who throw up, spit, did not manage to finish a shot in a minute - disqualified.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TG0CkYeCzDI/AAAAAAAADpg/IbCnscf6g-0/s320/P1050861.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507060743410994226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The young ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;L-R : Me, Shaun, Abbie Sister, Taiwan Shaun, Toby, Debbie Sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TG0CkEadlcI/AAAAAAAADpY/Hwt08LSX5s4/s320/P1050868.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507060738027263426" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guys :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TG0Cj9AI44I/AAAAAAAADpQ/yW9rqqnMcuA/s320/P1050871.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507060736037806978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TG0DMukB7iI/AAAAAAAADp4/AakJw7cI4NI/s320/P1050916.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507061436536450594" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Champion in Red - Julian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My friend in blue- Danial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TG0DMR2IS5I/AAAAAAAADpw/1cDyHQBmMRA/s1600/P1050932.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TG0DMR2IS5I/AAAAAAAADpw/1cDyHQBmMRA/s1600/P1050932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TG0DMR2IS5I/AAAAAAAADpw/1cDyHQBmMRA/s320/P1050932.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507061428827736978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A smile, A hug, before i leave to Penang the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-1478242134516462394?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/1478242134516462394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/ecoba-pj-trade-centre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/1478242134516462394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/1478242134516462394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/ecoba-pj-trade-centre.html' title='Ecoba, PJ Trade Centre'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TG0CjTtc0kI/AAAAAAAADpI/7bnlqV-foQs/s72-c/P1050848_conew2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925587722521788917.post-6891414546946072324</id><published>2010-08-19T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:35:58.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday.relatives.dinner'/><title type='text'>Joyce's 13th Birthday (7th August 2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Miss Joyce Chu Birthday falls on the 7th of August.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a Saturday night, as usual, we usually will have reunion dinner,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most of them will chill at my house after dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the mean time, we celebrate Joyce's birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TGzdlBOEgpI/AAAAAAAADo4/4uBMaRa2U90/s320/P1050790_conew1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507020072419623570" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TGzdlnxBb2I/AAAAAAAADpA/qxggn3VkGBc/s1600/P1050796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TGzdlnxBb2I/AAAAAAAADpA/qxggn3VkGBc/s320/P1050796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507020082766770018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part of the cousins :)&lt;div&gt;The fruit cake is yummy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joyce is one year OLDER, but PRETTIER! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cousins forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-6891414546946072324?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/6891414546946072324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/joyces-13th-birthday-7th-august-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;i bet u don even know there's a post here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-8183910428623926858?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/8183910428623926858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-give-up-in-persuading-u-to-comment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8183910428623926858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8183910428623926858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-give-up-in-persuading-u-to-comment.html' title='Give up'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-5078983601869553376</id><published>2010-08-06T14:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:37:23.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner.friends.birthday'/><title type='text'>Hui Zhi's 21st Birthday (31st July 2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hui Zhi's 21st Birthday celebration dinner at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Muse, Jaya One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TFusoCMtBmI/AAAAAAAADoA/kepzhXIAmJ4/s320/37838_1162558640671_1729015263_297283_5241014_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502181173548090978" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all of us were so hungry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first dish is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;17'' Half Moon Pizza RM 36&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TFusLKyyNxI/AAAAAAAADnI/EFC2oaBeZpE/s320/38153_1162561160734_1729015263_297332_3708408_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502180677639091986" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suppose to have beef bacon in it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we change it to chicken, as Woan Shing the retarded don eat beef. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quite a nice pizza, crispy at the end, slightly soft at the front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope they give more greens though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd dish, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheese Lamb Macaroni RM  26&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very cheesy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't have much lamb taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TFusMPAAJnI/AAAAAAAADnY/JVMlGku2JMk/s320/38153_1162561320738_1729015263_297336_3627475_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502180695948142194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd dish, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheese Baked Portobello RM 18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love the huge mushrooms! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slightly spicy. SLIGHT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TFusLqHm_xI/AAAAAAAADnQ/BN0fM5p08TY/s320/38153_1162561200735_1729015263_297333_6275965_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502180686047936274" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4th Dish, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pacific Clam Vongole RM30&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;spicy olive oil spaghetti with clams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Slightly spicy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TFusMqneywI/AAAAAAAADng/lKDAqj1EJS8/s320/38153_1162561360739_1729015263_297337_1185854_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502180703361485570" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just the three dishes &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(excluded cheese baked portobello, cause its Woan Shing's one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 of us are full, and we can't even finish them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;imagine if you order one dish per person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TFuszMDBHBI/AAAAAAAADoY/u4bgYJlwnjg/s320/38970_1162561640746_1729015263_297344_3481888_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502181365170379794" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so these are the cakes for Hui Zhi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the tiny cupcake in front is the first cake we present to her,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to let her feel that "eh? why my cake so small one"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lol, manatau she din feel anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cheh -.- mission fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TFuszVwvGdI/AAAAAAAADog/SxIjMjFiOWE/s320/38970_1162561680747_1729015263_297345_470287_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502181367778056658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***Happy 21st Hui Zhi aka Zombie Raybit***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TFus0Fd9poI/AAAAAAAADow/30RNm67O_WA/s320/40660_429325637120_554877120_5176322_8229588_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502181380584220290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(left-right) Me the apple, Ying the hamster, Hui Zhi the zombie raybit, Adeline the raymond raybit, Woan Shing the retarded raybit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(yeah, lots of raybit=rabbit right...lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TFusoq_THnI/AAAAAAAADoQ/7lCHiFEy6is/s320/38584_1162560000705_1729015263_297308_8295797_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502181184497720946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before birthday girl arrived, camwhore in the toilet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(FYI, we took a lot of pictures, its like taking personal picture album in the toilet ==)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TFusofSfT5I/AAAAAAAADoI/VPON5NC8o2g/s320/38456_1162562560769_1729015263_297363_5888501_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502181181356986258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with birthday girl :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TFusnk1b1eI/AAAAAAAADn4/s0mu3LJFJfc/s320/36834_1559536872306_1351801537_31558388_8249561_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502181165665867234" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flower &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures of me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TFusz1z_DkI/AAAAAAAADoo/UFRo_HbvTPc/s320/39347_1162562320763_1729015263_297359_3055865_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502181376381619778" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TFusnUo66vI/AAAAAAAADnw/dBa-mue-DIY/s320/37833_1162560560719_1729015263_297320_7460909_n_conew1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502181161318410994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EmuXXRO3leA/TFusM-FD6eI/AAAAAAAADno/3AjAcWyIb7o/s320/37833_1162560440716_1729015263_297317_8197097_n_conew1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502180708585826786" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spend my night with Shaun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;watching .....forgot what movie at his house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;listen to the conversation between his dad n him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that makes me non-stop laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;such a humorous dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-5078983601869553376?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/5078983601869553376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/31st-july-2010-hui-zhis-21st-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5078983601869553376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/5078983601869553376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/31st-july-2010-hui-zhis-21st-birthday.html' title='Hui Zhi&apos;s 21st Birthday (31st July 2010)'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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/_EmuXXRO3leA/TFusoCMtBmI/AAAAAAAADoA/kepzhXIAmJ4/s72-c/37838_1162558640671_1729015263_297283_5241014_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4925587722521788917.post-503599542648305054</id><published>2010-08-06T14:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:38:26.697+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>29th &amp; 30th July 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;29th July 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Chow Yang night market with Charissa + Sarah + Shaun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;realized that camera is not with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, we had a great time at the night market :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;30th July 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to One Utama buy Hui Zhi's present with Wenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woan Shing &amp;amp; Adeline suppose to come along but couldn't make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of us walk from new wing to old wing to new wing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from Bonita to Diva to Accessorize to Diva to Bonita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally bought a set of towels from Aussino + 5 stars necklace from Bonita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-503599542648305054?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/503599542648305054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/29th-july-2010-went-to-chow-yang-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/503599542648305054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/503599542648305054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/29th-july-2010-went-to-chow-yang-night.html' title='29th &amp; 30th July 2010'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-8060808229620775906</id><published>2010-08-06T14:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:39:03.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>When I first saw White Apple</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;30th June&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"super jam wei, im stil stuck at the tunnel here~!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"just don't go gym, come my house ok, it will worth your time~"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"har...but..i wanna go gym! but so jam...aiyo &gt;.&lt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"just come my house k, i got something to give u..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ok....&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;*reluctant*&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"actually i have nothing to give u la, just wan you to come my house"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"-.- ok"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; *sit down and study for exam*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;*surprise*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"omg! how much u buy?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"cannot tell you... :) "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"do you know just now in the Poh Kong there, i was telling you come my house because is worth it right? then the sales lady was smiling there, hehe"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A white apple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;around my neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-8060808229620775906?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/8060808229620775906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/30th-june-super-jam-wei-im-stil-stuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8060808229620775906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/8060808229620775906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/30th-june-super-jam-wei-im-stil-stuck.html' title='When I first saw White Apple'/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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-4925587722521788917.post-2173267312381181636</id><published>2010-08-06T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T02:01:25.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>受委屈&lt;div&gt;还是因为我不值得同情？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4925587722521788917-2173267312381181636?l=appleblackapple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/feeds/2173267312381181636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2173267312381181636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4925587722521788917/posts/default/2173267312381181636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appleblackapple.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicole Tzen Ting.L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891978716029605861</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></feed>
