<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9740652</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:37:33.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's never perfect...but having you, makes my life a step closer to perfection...</title><subtitle type='html'>It's better to have loved and lost rather than not love at all...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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mines...&lt;br /&gt;And dig out courage that looks like a dime...&lt;br /&gt;For size isn’t all that matters...&lt;br /&gt;As long as the actions do not flutter...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-1918492470638487993?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/1918492470638487993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=1918492470638487993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1918492470638487993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1918492470638487993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-time-cease-to-exist-at-this-point.html' title=''/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-3938197128377631511</id><published>2009-02-23T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:24:12.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life...</title><content type='html'>tired is just a fragment of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giving up is a part and puzzle of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letting go is a decision in life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am experiencing the 3 aspects of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life isn't always that great issn't it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-9740652.post-4741749609256778506</id><published>2009-02-22T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:07:48.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes..and yet again...why do i always find it so hard for people to listen to me....1 thing i can cmf is that there are people who don't believe in me or trust me...the one thing that i really don't understand is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have i ever lead them to failure or down the wrong path..? I have always been very precise and i admit that I demand alot..especially from myself but it has been proven time and again that I was right...but yet people still do not believe and chose to differ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it's damm fustrating to get things clear across people's mind because they don't even consider my inputs and they think they're always right...even up to the point that they have been proven wrong! DAMMIT  man! and even after they have been proven wrong they still DO IT!! PLAIN STUBBORN RITE? sounds like myself..but at least the effect is only limited to myself!! i DO NOT let it affect others!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate worst thing is that when guidelines are putforth...people amazingly don't follow...which I think is because the person did not read, did not understand or clearly refuse to accept it which i thought was plain STUPID! Yes i do support being innovative and doing things different from the norm..but not when the criteria and guidelines are given!! That's damm plain bloody suisidal to a point that sometimes i really feel like screaming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really look down on my ability to conceptualise and analyse things..? Or do u just think ur plain smartter or that damm good!? For the Record I AM TT DAMM GOOD! i am not being egoistic but at least i know I am better because it was and still IS proven!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are others who do not care or do not make an effort to...i may have high expectations of others but tt's because I believe in them! but sometimes people just disappoint which i really don't understand and i cannot believe because the answer was staring at them all along..all they had to do was to read more clearly!!! Other times i would hope people would just admit that they copied the whole thing and let people know..at least we can understand and rephrase it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are also times when I just wanna complain and I just want someone to listen! just listen!..i think sometimes i'm like a lady as well..hahha...need to bitch...that's why this post is here for...to bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY DON'T NEED PEOPLE TO REBULK BECAUSE THIS IS MY BLOG..MY THINKING...IF U DON'T LIKE IT..U CAN EITHER SHOVE IT UP UR ASS OR BITCH ABOUT IT IN UR OWN MIND OR WHAT EVER SHIT IT IS STOP READING IT!...BECAUSE U HAVE NO RIGHTS TO JUDGE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i do really think i'm walking alone....because seldom people do see what i see or support me...but when i know i'm right and confident i bring results for others to share...especially to those who belive in me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-4741749609256778506?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4741749609256778506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=4741749609256778506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4741749609256778506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4741749609256778506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/02/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-5906628468225696261</id><published>2009-02-10T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:26:06.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ralph Waldo Emerson</title><content type='html'>It is the secret of the world that all things subsist and do not die, but only retire a little from sight and afterwards return again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think i got this from the obituaries!...damm he's good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-5906628468225696261?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5906628468225696261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=5906628468225696261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5906628468225696261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5906628468225696261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/02/ralph-waldo-emerson.html' title='Ralph Waldo Emerson'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-2054371740553875124</id><published>2009-01-23T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T01:27:57.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rebuking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm not gonna arrange my damm thoughts like how i use to with my posts, so I might as my jolly god damm ass well blast off!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hello my friend (blog)...it's been a long time since i last spoke to you...i guess this is the place where i won't get rebuked...the place where I can just say what i wanna say cause i just feel like for no particular reason..because sometimes u just don't need too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it maybe me..but i feel that sometimes when ur up for a discussion, you jolly well make sure that ur prepared for it and not just blast off from what you think! to make matters worse...for goodness sake at least have the decency to read the damm guidelines!...sometimes I would really hope that arguements or discussions are made when everyone has read and have tried to understand that was written...then at least when discussing or arguing, there is a basis to fall back on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;How can you believe or trust people who you know hasn't really prepared even though they maybe correct?? Some people may be able to do so but I damm won't because I don't think it is a good risk at all...I need to be convinced..have strong back ups, evidence...PROVE to me! AT LEAST I WON"T HAVE DAMM DOUBTS!!...and most importantly you do not have to redo the whole damm thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The fucking irratitng thing is that if you don't have the money to buy a text book u fucking borrow it and read it! It doesn't matter if ur rich or not! It's whether u have the initiative or will to do it! I may have the money but it doesn't mean I bloody buy all the books! I ALSO BORROWED! DAMM IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think I've really had it..I feel like just washing my hands off things and just do whats required...I don't even know why I care so much...OR MAYBE IT"S BECAUSE I HAVE TO PASS ALL MODULES TO JOLLY WELL GRADUATE AND THERE"S A WHOLE FUCKING PRESSURE ON ME THAT PEOPLE DON"T EVEN UNDERSTAND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you may not like it but i have my own reasons! issn't it enough! Sometimes you just want to share your thoughts to someone else...JUST SHARING because you already know it wouldn't happen because it's not the bloody first time that anyone has listened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yes i admit that sometimes i wouldn't listen as well! but hey at least the consequences is that i'm suffering myself and not anyone else! I am those who need to fall and learn...trial and error...NOT someone who is directed and told...THAT"S ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I AM TIRED...but i just want to continue to read and study...because i want to prepare myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DONT YOU FUCKING HATE IT WHEN THE HOLIDAYS IS COMMING AND SOMETHINGS JUST HAPPENS AND MAKE IT GO ROTTEN LIKE SHIT ASS...i don't blame people because it's how they are...and i hate the fact that I can't change it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What's said has been said...i don't wanna bring it up anymore. PERIOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-2054371740553875124?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/2054371740553875124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=2054371740553875124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/2054371740553875124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/2054371740553875124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2009/01/rebuking.html' title='rebuking'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-1618640306272948523?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/1618640306272948523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=1618640306272948523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1618640306272948523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1618640306272948523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/12/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-3537558839042573011</id><published>2008-12-21T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T02:33:06.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Love and Hate Collide</title><content type='html'>You could have a change of heart&lt;br /&gt;If you would only change your mind&lt;br /&gt;Instead of slamming down the phone girl&lt;br /&gt;For the hundredth time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got your number on my wall&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't gonna make that call&lt;br /&gt;When divided we stand baby&lt;br /&gt;United we fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the time got a chance gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;Got my hands on your heart gonna take it&lt;br /&gt;All I know, can't fight this flame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could have a change of heart&lt;br /&gt;If you would only change your mind&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm crazy 'bout you baby&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;One night alone&lt;br /&gt;Is like a year without you baby&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a heart of stone&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop the hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;When love and hate collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna fight no more&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what we're fighting for&lt;br /&gt;When we treat each other baby&lt;br /&gt;Like an act of war&lt;br /&gt;I could tell a million lies&lt;br /&gt;And it would come as no surprise&lt;br /&gt;When the truth is like a stranger&lt;br /&gt;Hits you right between the eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a time and a place and a reason&lt;br /&gt;And I know I got a love to believe in&lt;br /&gt;All I know got to win this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could have a change of heart&lt;br /&gt;If you would only change your mind&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm crazy 'bout you baby&lt;br /&gt;Crazy - Crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;One night alone&lt;br /&gt;Is like a year without you baby&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a heart of stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you One night alone&lt;br /&gt;Is like a year without you baby&lt;br /&gt;If you have a heart at all&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop the hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;When love and hate collide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-3537558839042573011?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/3537558839042573011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=3537558839042573011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/3537558839042573011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/3537558839042573011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-love-and-hate-collide.html' title='When Love and Hate Collide'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-1793309414294960021</id><published>2008-10-01T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:34:28.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Past...In Present...</title><content type='html'>I've always been living in the past...&lt;br /&gt;While walking along the present...&lt;br /&gt;I loved the past...&lt;br /&gt;and I've neglected the present...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time to let go of the past..&lt;br /&gt;and take a step at a time at the present...&lt;br /&gt;then slowly formulate the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should start with the present all over...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-1793309414294960021?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/1793309414294960021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=1793309414294960021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1793309414294960021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1793309414294960021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-pastin-present.html' title='In Past...In Present...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-6210002169110630584</id><published>2008-09-28T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:15:52.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The man Who can't be Moved... - The Script</title><content type='html'>Going back to the corner where I first saw you,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move,&lt;br /&gt;Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand,&lt;br /&gt;Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am,&lt;br /&gt;Some try to hand me money they don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not...broke I'm just a broken hearted man,&lt;br /&gt;I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do,&lt;br /&gt;How can I move on when I'm still in love with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving... I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;Policeman says son you can't stay here,&lt;br /&gt;I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows,&lt;br /&gt;If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talk about the guy&lt;br /&gt;Who's waiting on a girl...&lt;br /&gt;Oohoohwoo&lt;br /&gt;There are no holes in his shoes&lt;br /&gt;But a big hole in his world...&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe I'll get famous as man who can't be moved,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll come running to the corner...&lt;br /&gt;Cos you'll know it's just for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who can't be moved&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who can't be moved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the corner where I first saw you,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag not I'm not gonna move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-9740652.post-74288993296070179</id><published>2008-08-13T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T02:01:35.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>open concepts...</title><content type='html'>It is not the frequency of the blog that makes it worth while…&lt;br /&gt;It’s the content…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To make honey...&lt;br /&gt; A bee must find a young flower...&lt;br /&gt; Not an old prune..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't as easy as it seems...&lt;br /&gt;Isn't like how it use to be...&lt;br /&gt;(my parents always like to use last time....ya..last time policemen wear shorts..)&lt;br /&gt;Full of anger and hope...&lt;br /&gt;Full of laughter and dope...&lt;br /&gt;I ain't faking a coat...&lt;br /&gt;And it ain't easy like drinking coke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I may have overlooked at certain times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But I have never left you behind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;How can i make you understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That I am one concentrated man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I try my best to show that I care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Often leaving out the initiative that was never there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today folks~! need to get back to where i left off...if not I won't have enough time to snooze off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-74288993296070179?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-9740652.post-8593685161353318858</id><published>2008-07-14T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:01:27.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In memorial of "Angry" pet crayfish...</title><content type='html'>well...sad to say...my pet crayfish named "Angry" passed away on the 11th...peacefully i hope...and I'm writing a poem to commemorate him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a crayfish...&lt;br /&gt;Who does not like to become a dish...&lt;br /&gt;My orginal color is &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ed&lt;/span&gt; like what they serve in Malibu...&lt;br /&gt;I have been living in confinement...&lt;br /&gt;that's why I am leaving this testiment...&lt;br /&gt;That I am free from all these worries...&lt;br /&gt;And living happily with the fish fairy... =o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-8593685161353318858?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/8593685161353318858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=8593685161353318858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8593685161353318858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8593685161353318858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-memorial-of-angry-pet-crayfish.html' title='In memorial of &quot;Angry&quot; pet crayfish...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-5249647327957749569</id><published>2008-06-29T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T21:42:19.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay Sean - I'm Gone</title><content type='html'>I don't want to have to see you happy&lt;br /&gt;I can't even bare to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;Now-a-days I can't look in your eyes &amp;amp;...&lt;br /&gt;Well I can but it takes a while¯&lt;br /&gt;If you're strong?&lt;br /&gt;Told a lot of white lies to hide it all.&lt;br /&gt;But they're beginning to break me down,&lt;br /&gt;Though I promise it's over now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame you at all&lt;br /&gt;'Cause after all the things that you did for me&lt;br /&gt;Got beaten by temptation&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;Girl you're better off alone&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to see, the truth in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try my best to keep it all together.&lt;br /&gt;Tryna take it back to where we were&lt;br /&gt;Never been to good at keeping secrets,&lt;br /&gt;Give you reasons but for what it's worth&lt;br /&gt;Lemme go.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell would make you look at me the same?&lt;br /&gt;Used to say "We're unbrakeable."&lt;br /&gt;But I just went &amp;amp; changed it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I told you?&lt;br /&gt;Could you live with that?&lt;br /&gt;If I told you?&lt;br /&gt;Could you live with that?&lt;br /&gt;If I told you,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't live with that!&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't live with that!&lt;br /&gt;Noooo!&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather give you no excuses at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame you at all&lt;br /&gt;'Cause after all the things that you did for me&lt;br /&gt;Got beaten by temptation&lt;br /&gt;I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Girl you're better off alone&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to see, the truth in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave everything &amp;amp; honestly it's every fault of mine.&lt;br /&gt;To beg you for forgiveness just seems wrong&lt;br /&gt;See, leaving you is one thing&lt;br /&gt;But you've got to realize&lt;br /&gt;Some things are best unspoken&lt;br /&gt;So please don't ask me why!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-5249647327957749569?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5249647327957749569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=5249647327957749569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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who, people’s life ends…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often said loads of crap in the car…&lt;br /&gt;As though I am drunk in a bar…&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I never meant what I said…&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot take back what has been made…&lt;br /&gt;Lost in my own world of thoughts…&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how I use to fought…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Ah yes…it’s that encouragement…&lt;br /&gt;That passion and that set of eyes…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a lot has changed in me…&lt;br /&gt;As though I have aged even more within…&lt;br /&gt;And matured even more between…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-3949432671398629709?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/3949432671398629709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=3949432671398629709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/3949432671398629709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/3949432671398629709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/06/reflections.html' title='Reflections...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-8089006158619448565</id><published>2008-04-29T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T16:15:42.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Breakup = you do not love the person anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Stupid = giving up the person you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stupid Breakup = giving up the person you love due to fustration, tiredness, anger and etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned and did it once...never did I expect to be the one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-8089006158619448565?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/8089006158619448565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=8089006158619448565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8089006158619448565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8089006158619448565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/04/breakup.html' title='Breakup'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-6309798657622428977</id><published>2008-04-23T14:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:56:29.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marie Digby - Beauty in walking away</title><content type='html'>A light shines off in the distance&lt;br /&gt;A pale flickering glow&lt;br /&gt;How many times do I have to dream that I could be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time is here and she won't be waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;to find the easy way out&lt;br /&gt;I've lost count of the days that were wasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an answer in the sound of a train&lt;br /&gt;There is wisdom past the bridge on the bay&lt;br /&gt;There's a lifetime through the fog in the rain&lt;br /&gt;there's a beauty&lt;br /&gt;in walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I float on the streets that are empty&lt;br /&gt;Take the path that the wind only knows&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the last time that I'll ever be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an answer in the sound of a train&lt;br /&gt;There is wisdom past the bridge on the bay&lt;br /&gt;There's a lifetime through the fog in the rain&lt;br /&gt;there's a beauty&lt;br /&gt;in walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never quite simple, it's never that safe&lt;br /&gt;it never seems perfect until it's too late&lt;br /&gt;It's never the right time to find a new way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an answer in the sound of a train&lt;br /&gt;there is wisdom past the bridge on the bay&lt;br /&gt;There's a lifetime through the fog in the rain&lt;br /&gt;there's a beauty in walking away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-6309798657622428977?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/6309798657622428977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=6309798657622428977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/6309798657622428977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/6309798657622428977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/04/marie-digby-beauty-in-walking-away.html' title='Marie Digby - Beauty in walking away'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-8851159507660635817</id><published>2008-04-19T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T13:59:33.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G culture</title><content type='html'>I wish to built my own culture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A culture far different from the one I detest so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family...Life...Work....everything there is to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything to change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None to remain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own way of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I will be proud of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids will be proud of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the World will never heard of...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-8851159507660635817?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/8851159507660635817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=8851159507660635817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8851159507660635817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8851159507660635817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/04/g-culture.html' title='G culture'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-1020615121973727478</id><published>2008-04-19T03:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T03:51:21.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa~vior</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It's raining late at night...&lt;br /&gt;And i'm wondering why...&lt;br /&gt;Am I still awake at this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointment? no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do I even bother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do I even care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even as i'm about to publish this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gods don't even patronize...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a single strike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything turns dark alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t see a future…&lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m holding your hands…&lt;br /&gt;So tell me how…&lt;br /&gt;Can I walk to the end…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are often misleading...&lt;br /&gt;until when you got a clear path...&lt;br /&gt;Ask for directions...&lt;br /&gt;and you shall receive one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-1020615121973727478?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/1020615121973727478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=1020615121973727478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1020615121973727478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1020615121973727478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/04/savior.html' title='Sa~vior'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-7698937168361450659</id><published>2008-04-11T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T23:27:03.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aries...</title><content type='html'>You need to recharge your emotional batteries at home, maybe even going back to the place where you grew up. Once you have reconnected with whatever feels real...you should feel great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yah rite!" crap load full of S***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-7698937168361450659?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/7698937168361450659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=7698937168361450659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/7698937168361450659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/7698937168361450659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/04/aries.html' title='Aries...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-1291434622959543301</id><published>2008-04-01T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T20:29:13.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>future unknown...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I used to see my future…&lt;br /&gt;But now I’m blinded by my own failure…&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I dare not want…&lt;br /&gt;Or is it because I am not the one…&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to change the days…&lt;br /&gt;That I long for within this haze…&lt;br /&gt;I shall not instill change…&lt;br /&gt;For change is within one’s fate…&lt;br /&gt;Thus I will still find…&lt;br /&gt;What I have lost in mind…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-1291434622959543301?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/1291434622959543301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=1291434622959543301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1291434622959543301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1291434622959543301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/04/future-unknown.html' title='future unknown...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-2138945558792973254</id><published>2008-03-26T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T15:56:26.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better in Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VrNoDUblAtE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VrNoDUblAtE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been the longest winter without you&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know where to turn to&lt;br /&gt;See somehow I can't forget you&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going...&lt;br /&gt;Coming...&lt;br /&gt;Thought I heard a knock(Whose there, Noone?)&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that (I deserve it)&lt;br /&gt;Now I have realised&lt;br /&gt;That I really didn't knooOooOw&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice&lt;br /&gt;You mean everything (quickly I'm learning)&lt;br /&gt;To love again (all I know is)&lt;br /&gt;I'm be oooOook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's going to hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeaah (It'll All get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;Even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile because I deserve tooOooh(It'll all get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Verse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could of turned on the TV&lt;br /&gt;Without something that would remind me&lt;br /&gt;Was it all that easy?&lt;br /&gt;To just put us out your feeling&lt;br /&gt;If i'm dreamin&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to let it (hurt my feelings)&lt;br /&gt;But that's the past (i believe it)&lt;br /&gt;And I know that, time will heal it&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice&lt;br /&gt;Well you mean everything (quickly i'm learning)&lt;br /&gt;Oooh turn up again (All I know is)&lt;br /&gt;I'm be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too&lt;br /&gt;Oooh yeah(It'll all get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;Even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile because I deserve too oooooh(It'll all get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;Since there's no more you and me (No more you and me)&lt;br /&gt;This time I let you go so I can be free&lt;br /&gt;And Live my life how it should be(No No No No No No)&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard it is&lt;br /&gt;I will be fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Yes I Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals tooOooh(It'll all get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;Even though I really loved you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile cos I deserve too yes I do(It'll all get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals too yeaaaah Ooooh oooooh (It'll all get better in time)&lt;br /&gt;Even though I really loved you&lt;br /&gt;Going to smile cos I deserve too Ooooooh (It'll all get better....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-2138945558792973254?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/2138945558792973254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=2138945558792973254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/2138945558792973254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/2138945558792973254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/03/better-in-time.html' title='Better in Time'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-5289443754306256165</id><published>2008-03-07T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T03:07:42.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your deepest fear?</title><content type='html'>Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It's not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-5289443754306256165?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5289443754306256165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=5289443754306256165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5289443754306256165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5289443754306256165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-is-your-deepest-fear.html' title='What is your deepest fear?'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-1531100714228642283</id><published>2008-02-25T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T00:34:35.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No better than him...or maybe even worse...</title><content type='html'>Why can't i listen...&lt;br /&gt;When will i ever learn...&lt;br /&gt;i realised i'm no better than him...&lt;br /&gt;or even worse....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't do much because he wasn't there...&lt;br /&gt;I was here but couldn't listen at all...&lt;br /&gt;How more stupid can i ever be...&lt;br /&gt;To not be able to understand what you have been trying to tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do appreciate the times spent...&lt;br /&gt;but i took it over the top...&lt;br /&gt;so much that you pratically flopped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed with myself...&lt;br /&gt;for not listening...&lt;br /&gt;for making it rain...&lt;br /&gt;for not appreciating what i have once again...&lt;br /&gt;as though i don't even deserve what i have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to learn...&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me how...&lt;br /&gt;Can you teach me how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ever had the chance to ask...&lt;br /&gt;But i always took it to pass...&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what to do...&lt;br /&gt;Im still your sheep to lead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aT434G38OBg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aT434G38OBg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-1531100714228642283?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/1531100714228642283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=1531100714228642283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1531100714228642283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1531100714228642283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-better-than-himor-maybe-even-worse.html' title='No better than him...or maybe even worse...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-6638629988830622034</id><published>2008-02-19T17:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T17:15:20.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RJFcBVGyibc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RJFcBVGyibc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh, uh huh, bed, bed, bed, bed&lt;br /&gt;Put you to bed, bed, bed, bed&lt;br /&gt;Put you to bed, bed, bed, bed&lt;br /&gt;Girl change into that Victoria's Secret thing that I like&lt;br /&gt;Alright, Okay&lt;br /&gt;Tonight your having me your way&lt;br /&gt;Perfume, spray it there&lt;br /&gt;Put our love in the air&lt;br /&gt;Now put me right next to you&lt;br /&gt;Fittin' to raise the temp in the room&lt;br /&gt;First rub my back like you do&lt;br /&gt;Right there, uh-uh, right there uh&lt;br /&gt;You touch me like you care&lt;br /&gt;Now stop&amp;amp; Let me repay for the week that&lt;br /&gt;you been through&lt;br /&gt;Working that 9-5 and staying cute like you do&lt;br /&gt;oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it (I love it)&lt;br /&gt;You love it (You love it)&lt;br /&gt;Every time (Every time)&lt;br /&gt;We touchin (We touchin)&lt;br /&gt;I want it (I want it)&lt;br /&gt;You want it (You want it)&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you (I'll see you)&lt;br /&gt;In the morning (In the morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna put my fingers through your hair&lt;br /&gt;Wrap me up in your legs&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; love you till your eyes roll back&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryin to put you to bed, bed, bed&lt;br /&gt;I'mma put you to bed, bed, bed&lt;br /&gt;Then I'ma rock your body&lt;br /&gt;Turn you over&lt;br /&gt;Love is a warI'm your soldier&lt;br /&gt;Touchin you like it's our first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'mma put you to bed, bed, bed&lt;br /&gt;I'ma put you to bed, bed, bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staring at you while you sleep&lt;br /&gt;Irreplaceable beauty&lt;br /&gt;Pull my face up in your neck &amp;amp; breathe (awww breathe)&lt;br /&gt;Take you into my senses&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, it's time to finish&lt;br /&gt;Round two, It's round two&lt;br /&gt;Matter of fact it's closer to three&lt;br /&gt;She like, "How long I been sleep?"&lt;br /&gt;Shorty, kisses turn into the sweetest dreams&lt;br /&gt;Like give it to me&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I can feel her tell me&lt;br /&gt;My angel this is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me bless ya&lt;br /&gt;Come down, fly, right, drift back into heaven&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it (I love it)&lt;br /&gt;You love it (You love it)&lt;br /&gt;Every time (Every time)&lt;br /&gt;We touchin (We touchin)&lt;br /&gt;I want it (I want it)&lt;br /&gt;You want it (You want it)&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you (I'll see you)&lt;br /&gt;In the morning (In the morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I put my fingers through your hair&lt;br /&gt;Wrap me up in your legs&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; love you till your eyes roll back&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryin to put you to bed, bed, bed&lt;br /&gt;I'mma put you to bed, bed, bed&lt;br /&gt;Then I'ma rock your body&lt;br /&gt;Turn you over&lt;br /&gt;Love is a warI'm your soldier&lt;br /&gt;Touchin you like it's our first time&lt;br /&gt;I'mma put you to bed, bed, bed&lt;br /&gt;I'ma put you to bed, bed, bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the sunlight peek over the horizon&lt;br /&gt;Ou-Ou, Ou-Ou, Ou-Ou, Ou-Ou&lt;br /&gt;The sun aint the only thing that shining&lt;br /&gt;Ou-Ou, Ou-Ou, Ou-Ou, Ou-Ou&lt;br /&gt;Now I'mma send you out into the world with my love&lt;br /&gt;Tell everybody aye, aye, aye [x10]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: for you : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r8jhUyhSOMw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r8jhUyhSOMw&lt;/a&gt;  (remix)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-6638629988830622034?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/6638629988830622034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=6638629988830622034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/6638629988830622034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/6638629988830622034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/02/bed.html' title='Bed...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-2567841599677867213</id><published>2008-02-13T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T00:32:57.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 mins to dias valentine...</title><content type='html'>30 minutes to valentines day...unfortunately i will be stepping into it alone.. =)  Havn't really spent or celebrated valentines day as awhole before so i don't really know how it's like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway...i just want to dedicate this song to those out there...in love...out of love...making love...1 song fits all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G3OFr6jJ2Ks&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G3OFr6jJ2Ks&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u7QIb_0E2j0&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u7QIb_0E2j0&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It still feels like our first night together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Feels like the first kiss and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's gettin' better baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No one can better this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm still holdin' on and you're still the one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The first time our eyes met it's the same feelin' I get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Only feels much stronger and I wanna love ya longer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You still turn the fire on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So If you're feelin' lonely.. don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You're the only one I'd ever want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I only wanna make it good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So if I love ya a little more than I should &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Please forgive me I know not what I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Please forgive me I can't stop lovin' you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Don't deny me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This pain I'm going through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Please forgive me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If I need ya like I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Please believe me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Every word I say is true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Please forgive me I can't stop loving you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Still feels like our best times are together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Feels like the first touch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We're still gettin' closer baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can't get close enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm still holdin' on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You're still number one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I remember the smell of your skin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I remember everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I remember all your moves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I remember you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I remember the nights ya know I still do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;One thing I'm sure of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Is the way we make love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And the one thing I depend on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Is for us to stay strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;With every word and every breath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm prayin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That's why I'm sayin'... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-2567841599677867213?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/2567841599677867213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=2567841599677867213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/2567841599677867213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/2567841599677867213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/02/30-mins-to-dias-valentine.html' title='30 mins to dias valentine...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-6372152557191742371</id><published>2008-02-13T19:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T19:39:04.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks ah meng...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I6x8Fa5TqkE/R7LRjQaRMTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/g6hjhDnC1Tw/s1600-h/DSCF3575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166422126178152754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I6x8Fa5TqkE/R7LRjQaRMTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/g6hjhDnC1Tw/s400/DSCF3575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I6x8Fa5TqkE/R7LRTQaRMSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iFbakpgjR0Y/s1600-h/DSCF3575.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was looking at some past photos and found this candid shot of ah meng and her young or grandchild i guess...just taken like 1 year ago...looks like she got the "kangroo spotlight" on her or more like she's trying to say "Oh mY gaWd!...i'm on camera!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though she's gone now...i would still like to thank her and her animal friends who brought so many wonderful memories to everyone of us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poem for Ah Meng:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sitting on a banana tree...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I wonder how my life would be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Swinging around freely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Away from the naughty chimpanzees...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;To long was i living in an enclosure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Now i'm finally able to wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Into the hands of heaven...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Where i can safely pray...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And watch my children from becoming preys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Do not moan for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;For it's how life's gonna be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Take a look around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;As there's many still yet to be found...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/9740652-6372152557191742371?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/6372152557191742371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=6372152557191742371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/6372152557191742371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/6372152557191742371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/02/thanks-ah-meng.html' title='Thanks ah meng...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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/_I6x8Fa5TqkE/R7LRjQaRMTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/g6hjhDnC1Tw/s72-c/DSCF3575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9740652.post-4191454114110371469</id><published>2008-02-13T14:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T14:33:54.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like You'll Never See Me Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-WZG-y2e9k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-WZG-y2e9k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;says it all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-4191454114110371469?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4191454114110371469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=4191454114110371469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4191454114110371469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4191454114110371469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/02/like-youll-never-see-me-again.html' title='Like You&apos;ll Never See Me Again'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-1382313516594557597</id><published>2008-02-13T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T01:38:56.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy valentines...</title><content type='html'>happy valentines...to you and you...and especially you...who has been constantly reading this blog about the life of someone that will never make sense...but it shows tt it either becomes a habit or curiousity or just out of concern...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it really true that somethings are better left unsaid..tt somethings should always be kept to oneself...what if the truth is all it matters...that hidding will never solve a problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;given a choice...i will always want the truth...but wanting the truth means you must be prepared for anything and everything that may come out or may happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can pretend to be ignorant...&lt;br /&gt;i can pretend to be bliss...&lt;br /&gt;would you actually know....&lt;br /&gt;could you actually see...&lt;br /&gt;My question still stands as today...&lt;br /&gt;What do you see from my eyes of dismay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said about all this...it's suppose to be a valentines day...and wishes should be said...&lt;br /&gt;whether it's the past or present you...i just want to thank you... because my happiness came from you...\ \_ _/...125...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-1382313516594557597?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-9740652.post-8278232722012166488</id><published>2008-02-05T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T23:05:29.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3) Everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MWYCYQ4rVRE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MWYCYQ4rVRE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Gotta go my own way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gm5DHKI8o5o&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gm5DHKI8o5o&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;   (MTV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jbKk0Ghv3a4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jbKk0Ghv3a4&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;  (Clear version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FsGF98zQsaI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FsGF98zQsaI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-8278232722012166488?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/8278232722012166488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=8278232722012166488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8278232722012166488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8278232722012166488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/02/3-everyday-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-7121615757418602539</id><published>2008-02-02T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T18:21:57.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled..</title><content type='html'>我承認我的過錯…&lt;br /&gt;錯的好離譜….&lt;br /&gt;錯的好失望…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was attending my entrepreneur lesson today and my lecturer wanted to spell “Aerometric” but she spelled “Aeromatric” instead and she asked if it was correct and I thought it was hahah turns out it’s suppose to be an E instead of an A…so some of the classmates laughed and my lecturer was pretty smart by rubbing the word off the whiteboard…she then said something that took me aback…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Isn’t life just amazing...see how easily we can just wipe away our mistakes…”&lt;br /&gt;“you know, a lot of people actually carry so much burden behind them that they just cannot let go of their mistakes”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I mean if you make a mistake just try again la…” or something similar…but what got me really thinking was the fact that I would partially agree with her to a certain extent…that mistakes can actually be wiped away easily… but how do we retain the lessons learnt…or what if we do not want to wipe away the mistakes in fear of wiping away the memories…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I see free spirits beside me roaming around the world…&lt;br /&gt;But I chose to bound mine to the face of this earth…&lt;br /&gt;I see what others don’t…&lt;br /&gt;And do what others won’t…&lt;br /&gt;But I am no different than any other…&lt;br /&gt;Because I breathe the same air that you’ll did…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-7121615757418602539?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/7121615757418602539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=7121615757418602539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/7121615757418602539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/7121615757418602539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/02/untitled.html' title='Untitled..'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-3308918563033116127</id><published>2008-02-01T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T23:52:35.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectations = Hope</title><content type='html'>To expect is to hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have expectations is because i have hope from things...hope from people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, not having any expectations  is to give up hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i do not give up on hope easily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because hope is what that keeps people alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me..how can i not expect....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-3308918563033116127?l=diasvalentine.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-9740652.post-6047061932407169141</id><published>2008-02-01T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T00:51:10.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corrine May - Shelter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KCrfa_v5Uq8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KCrfa_v5Uq8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong, what's getting you down?&lt;br /&gt;Is it something I might have said?&lt;br /&gt;You're walking around&lt;br /&gt;With your head to the ground&lt;br /&gt;And your eyes are watery red&lt;br /&gt;I know you've been through tough times&lt;br /&gt;Kicked around, thrown to the ground&lt;br /&gt;But you've always been the strong one&lt;br /&gt;So don't tell me that nobody gets you'&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm standing in your corner&lt;br /&gt;Knocking at your door&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;Just call my name&lt;br /&gt;Let me be an answer&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it hurts me to see you this way&lt;br /&gt;I wanna ease your pain&lt;br /&gt;Help me understand&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your shelter, my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We share a bond, you and I, we belong&lt;br /&gt;We're like coffee and morning train&lt;br /&gt;You strip my defenses&lt;br /&gt;I catch your pretenses&lt;br /&gt;The same blood runs through our veins&lt;br /&gt;I swore I'd be your lifeline&lt;br /&gt;Made a vow that I'd surround you&lt;br /&gt;With love at every milestone&lt;br /&gt;I'll listen when nobody gets you&lt;br /&gt;I'm still standing in your corner&lt;br /&gt;Waiting by your door&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just call my name&lt;br /&gt;Let me be an answer&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it hurts me to see you this way&lt;br /&gt;I wanna ease your pain&lt;br /&gt;Help me understand&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your shelter, my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not too long ago&lt;br /&gt;You sought to understand&lt;br /&gt;You helped me mend&lt;br /&gt;Remember when&lt;br /&gt;So promise me you'll call my name&lt;br /&gt;Let me be an answer&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it hurts me to see you this way&lt;br /&gt;I wanna ease your pain&lt;br /&gt;Help me understand&lt;br /&gt;Let me be your shelter, my friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-6047061932407169141?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/6047061932407169141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=6047061932407169141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/6047061932407169141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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of the bed&lt;br /&gt;Where your nightgown used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself I won't miss you&lt;br /&gt;But I remember&lt;br /&gt;What it feels like beside you&lt;br /&gt;I really miss your hair in my face&lt;br /&gt;And the way your innocence tastes&lt;br /&gt;And I think you should know this&lt;br /&gt;You deserve much better than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While looking through your old box of notes&lt;br /&gt;I found those pictures I took&lt;br /&gt;That you were looking forIf there's one memory I don't want to lose&lt;br /&gt;That time at the mall&lt;br /&gt;You and me in the dressing room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself I won't miss you&lt;br /&gt;But I remember&lt;br /&gt;What it feels like beside you&lt;br /&gt;I really miss your hair in my face&lt;br /&gt;And the way your innocence tastes&lt;br /&gt;And I think you should know this&lt;br /&gt;You deserve much better than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bed I'm lying in is getting colder&lt;br /&gt;Wish I never would've said it's over&lt;br /&gt;And I can't pretend...&lt;br /&gt;I won't think about you when I'm older&lt;br /&gt;Cause we never really had our closure&lt;br /&gt;This can't be the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss your hair in my face&lt;br /&gt;And the way your innocence tastes&lt;br /&gt;And I think you should know this&lt;br /&gt;You deserve much better than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss your hair in my face&lt;br /&gt;And the way your innocence tastes&lt;br /&gt;And I think you should know this&lt;br /&gt;You deserve much better than me&lt;br /&gt;(And I think you should know this)&lt;br /&gt;(You deserve much better than me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-232396480946277547?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/232396480946277547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=232396480946277547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/232396480946277547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/232396480946277547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/02/hinder-better-than-me.html' title='HINDER - Better Than Me...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-7171846741828951601</id><published>2008-01-31T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T17:35:33.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shi jie wei yi de ni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KDWFx3HvTFc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KDWFx3HvTFc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-7171846741828951601?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/7171846741828951601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=7171846741828951601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/7171846741828951601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/7171846741828951601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/01/shi-jie-wei-yi-de-ni.html' title='shi jie wei yi de ni'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-3979503449499406647</id><published>2008-01-30T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:33:54.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我好想妳…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;我好想妳…&lt;br /&gt;眞的很想妳...&lt;br /&gt;好想再抱妳進我的怀里…&lt;br /&gt;好想你的手…&lt;br /&gt;妳的鼻子…&lt;br /&gt;妳的佴頭…&lt;br /&gt;妳的溫柔…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-3979503449499406647?l=diasvalentine.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-9740652.post-1416547568888232705</id><published>2008-01-22T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:06:58.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>嫁給我...</title><content type='html'>妳願不願願意嫁給我…&lt;br /&gt;让我好好的照顾妳…&lt;br /&gt;我雖然現在沒那個實力…&lt;br /&gt;但是我可以向妳保證…&lt;br /&gt;我將來會帶給妳辛福…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我眼里所看到的還是妳…&lt;br /&gt;無論妳怎麼說…&lt;br /&gt;我始終看到的還是妳…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我現在可沒金錢來保護妳…&lt;br /&gt;我只有我所有的愛來守護妳…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳知不知道妳對我有多重要…&lt;br /&gt;無論多遅也好…&lt;br /&gt;只要妳一通電話…&lt;br /&gt;我就會趕到妳的身邊…&lt;br /&gt;妳不知我多麼想這妳的擁抱…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-1416547568888232705?l=diasvalentine.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-9740652.post-7292486238773588261</id><published>2008-01-22T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T00:17:42.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>屍體…</title><content type='html'>妳知不知道什麼是屍體…?&lt;br /&gt;我就像一個活屍體…&lt;br /&gt;沒有妳就沒有靈魂…&lt;br /&gt;而屍體最會做什麼?&lt;br /&gt;就是一動也不動的躺這睡覺…&lt;br /&gt;而我…無轮睡多少都還想在睡覺…&lt;br /&gt;妳到底聽懂我的意思嗎?&lt;br /&gt;妳知道嗎?&lt;br /&gt;如果你知道…妳為什麼還不肯出來…&lt;br /&gt;妳知不知道妳對我有多重要…&lt;br /&gt;每一天…&lt;br /&gt;每一分…&lt;br /&gt;每一 秒…&lt;br /&gt;妳就是我的禱告…&lt;br /&gt;妳知不知道有妳我可以飛的多高??&lt;br /&gt;我快不行了…沒有妳我就不能在活下去…&lt;br /&gt;妳知到我有多辛苦嗎?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;請不要怕我…&lt;br /&gt;快點出來吧…&lt;br /&gt;對我來說…妳就是我的身命…&lt;br /&gt;而我也會像身命一樣的真珍惜妳…&lt;br /&gt;照顾妳…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不要求什麼…&lt;br /&gt;只要求妳在給我最後一次的機會…&lt;br /&gt;我真的很想再見到那對眼睛…&lt;br /&gt;看到她忎然還愛這我…&lt;br /&gt;而我也不會在離開了….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;請妳不要在住址我想對她說的話了…&lt;br /&gt;請妳放開她….&lt;br /&gt;因為我真的愛她…&lt;br /&gt;我不能沒有她….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最重要的是我只要她的愛…&lt;br /&gt;也永遠不會要她的可憐…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-7292486238773588261?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/7292486238773588261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=7292486238773588261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/7292486238773588261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/7292486238773588261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_22.html' title='屍體…'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-2702651822063059159</id><published>2008-01-21T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:30:35.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>自从...</title><content type='html'>自从妳離開之後…&lt;br /&gt;我所謂的 ”眼睛” 開始慢慢的消失…&lt;br /&gt;我的視現變得很模糊…&lt;br /&gt;我的眼淚也開始便的乾枯…&lt;br /&gt;是妳給我了身命…&lt;br /&gt;也是妳挆走了我的一切..&lt;br /&gt;我非常痛恨妳…&lt;br /&gt;可是也非常的愛妳…&lt;br /&gt;愛妳到我快不能呼吸…&lt;br /&gt;我的靈魂只槮下不多…&lt;br /&gt;希望妳能在回答我…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-2702651822063059159?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/2702651822063059159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=2702651822063059159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/2702651822063059159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/2702651822063059159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_1775.html' title='自从...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-4139934157852796294</id><published>2008-01-21T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T03:17:34.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>靈魂…</title><content type='html'>是妳給了我靈魂…&lt;br /&gt;是妳給了我新的身命…&lt;br /&gt;現在妳走了…&lt;br /&gt;我的靈魂也無法存在這…&lt;br /&gt;我還會等這妳…&lt;br /&gt;等到我的靈魂再也無法回去…&lt;br /&gt;到時候就是我放棄妳也放棄了這個世界…&lt;br /&gt;我不能沒有妳…我愛妳…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-4139934157852796294?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4139934157852796294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=4139934157852796294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4139934157852796294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4139934157852796294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_21.html' title='靈魂…'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-6384281147107814142</id><published>2008-01-19T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:33:28.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>因知妳不在…&lt;br /&gt;因此連饭都覺得很淡…&lt;br /&gt;時時也覺得很不耐煩…&lt;br /&gt;連覺也睡不好…&lt;br /&gt;只能想這妳的懷抱…&lt;br /&gt;不知如何是好…&lt;br /&gt;好想抱這妳睡覺…&lt;br /&gt;可是却知道是不可能的…&lt;br /&gt;可是還是勇敢的問…&lt;br /&gt;被拒絕的感受…&lt;br /&gt;真的是很痛…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我終於了解妳的感受…&lt;br /&gt;也許這是對我最殘酷的辰法…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-6384281147107814142?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/6384281147107814142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=6384281147107814142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/6384281147107814142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/6384281147107814142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_4673.html' title=''/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-42964179271422180</id><published>2008-01-19T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T20:24:11.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>妳是我的 SuperWoman...</title><content type='html'>一 早起床时就突然發現…&lt;br /&gt;愛是一個人,&lt;br /&gt;無條件的付出,&lt;br /&gt;無條件的等待…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曹格 -- SuperWoman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9xjLurl3F0U&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9xjLurl3F0U&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, I put breakfast at your table&lt;br /&gt;一夜都没睡但我　&lt;br /&gt;不曾如此清醒&lt;br /&gt;我早餐准备了你　&lt;br /&gt;爱吃的东西&lt;br /&gt;这次换我等你被咖啡　&lt;br /&gt;的香味叫醒&lt;br /&gt;想要找回每天早晨　&lt;br /&gt;对我微笑著的你 还能够　&lt;br /&gt;做些什麼代替我的歉意&lt;br /&gt;总是望著我　&lt;br /&gt;小心翼翼顺著我呼吸&lt;br /&gt;而我竟然理所当然　&lt;br /&gt;让你精疲力尽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my superwoman&lt;br /&gt;安静的在身边　&lt;br /&gt;无条件给我　&lt;br /&gt;梦寐以求的温柔&lt;br /&gt;But I am only human&lt;br /&gt;我怎麼不懂你多寂寞&lt;br /&gt;残忍的犯了错&lt;br /&gt;不能失去你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh—Babe--- You fought your way through the rush hour&lt;br /&gt;Try to make it home just for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;月光下静静靠著彼此　&lt;br /&gt;只求夜长一点&lt;br /&gt;有多久没有好好看你　&lt;br /&gt;只是认定了我&lt;br /&gt;无论在什麼时候回头　&lt;br /&gt;都有你的笑容&lt;br /&gt;是我忽略了你也会有　&lt;br /&gt;想要哭的感觉&lt;br /&gt;没有一种付出应该永远心甘情愿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;再给被宠坏的男人最後一次机会&lt;br /&gt;换我忍耐换我等待　&lt;br /&gt;不要真的弃权&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(---Baby)是我把爱想得太简单&lt;br /&gt;以为只要我存在就能让你取暖&lt;br /&gt;心裏唯一的superwoman没有人能代替&lt;br /&gt;不能想像更不能原谅这样让爱化成　&lt;br /&gt;灰烬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel it in your heart and you understand me.&lt;br /&gt;STOP right where you are, everybody sing along with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-42964179271422180?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/42964179271422180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=42964179271422180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/42964179271422180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/42964179271422180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/01/superwoman.html' title='妳是我的 SuperWoman...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-5941490938230298170</id><published>2008-01-19T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T02:55:35.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>愛情故事…</title><content type='html'>原來默默的愛這一個人是多麽的辛苦…&lt;br /&gt;当愛情來領时却不去好好的珍惜她…&lt;br /&gt;而总是要等到她離開才後悔墨跡…&lt;br /&gt;要如何把她給帶回來…&lt;br /&gt;要如何把她真愛給找回來...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不珍惜就失去…&lt;br /&gt;怕失去当初又不珍惜…&lt;br /&gt;真是一個懆及無敵的大笨蛋…&lt;br /&gt;可是她確實是值得的去抮取于等待…&lt;br /&gt;期望这那一天的未來…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无轮多痛苦的折磨…&lt;br /&gt;无轮多長久的寂寞…&lt;br /&gt;都不是最可怕的經過…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最可怕的是…&lt;br /&gt;失去嬌小寧龍的妳…&lt;br /&gt;失去妳那雪白的皮…&lt;br /&gt;失去妳溫柔的擁抱...&lt;br /&gt;失去你那可愛的微笑…&lt;br /&gt;失去所有的驕傲…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我心中只能說對不起..&lt;br /&gt;對不起…我所對妳的過錯…&lt;br /&gt;對不起…我沒有珍惜妳…&lt;br /&gt;對不起…因为我放不下妳…&lt;br /&gt;對不起…因为我不想放棄妳…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小弟華文不是很順暢…&lt;br /&gt;所以請多多解谅...謝謝…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-5941490938230298170?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5941490938230298170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=5941490938230298170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5941490938230298170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5941490938230298170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_19.html' title='愛情故事…'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-1912902449609194052</id><published>2008-01-18T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T23:46:41.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>没有你...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IhhPjp5zhvA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IhhPjp5zhvA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我把回忆关进房间&lt;br /&gt;眼前不断浮现&lt;br /&gt;有你陪我所有画面&lt;br /&gt;朋友说我变的沉默&lt;br /&gt;变的有些难过&lt;br /&gt;邻居都听见了寂寞&lt;br /&gt;也许时间给的太少&lt;br /&gt;没有珍惜你的好&lt;br /&gt;城市太喧闹&lt;br /&gt;你没有听到&lt;br /&gt;我不该把手放掉...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有了你&lt;br /&gt;没有爱情&lt;br /&gt;什么都已经是空气&lt;br /&gt;这些没有你的日子&lt;br /&gt;没有了自己&lt;br /&gt;没有了你&lt;br /&gt;没有力气&lt;br /&gt;孤单香水却来袭&lt;br /&gt;我想念你身上气味&lt;br /&gt;请给我 互相拥抱的机会...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你离开后我才明了&lt;br /&gt;幸福已经溜掉&lt;br /&gt;你也许都不会知道&lt;br /&gt;也许时间给的太少&lt;br /&gt;没有珍惜你的好&lt;br /&gt;城市太喧闹&lt;br /&gt;你没有听到&lt;br /&gt;我不该把手放掉...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有了你&lt;br /&gt;没有爱情&lt;br /&gt;什么都已经是空气&lt;br /&gt;这些没有你的日子&lt;br /&gt;没有了自己&lt;br /&gt;没有了你&lt;br /&gt;没有力气&lt;br /&gt; 孤单香水却来袭&lt;br /&gt;我想念你身上气味&lt;br /&gt;请给我 互相拥抱的机会...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情如果都是微笑&lt;br /&gt;那多美好&lt;br /&gt;天亮的太早&lt;br /&gt;在偷一秒&lt;br /&gt;想你的笑&lt;br /&gt;想听你吵&lt;br /&gt;才发现思念发酵 耶~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-1912902449609194052?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/1912902449609194052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=1912902449609194052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1912902449609194052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1912902449609194052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_18.html' title='没有你...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-4350253468271581093</id><published>2008-01-17T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T20:25:03.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You...</title><content type='html'>what are the things that are important in life...?&lt;br /&gt;Life itself? Or the things that make life important? or both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say both just like everyone else...life itself is already wonderful...but the things that happen in life is what that makes it marvelous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life consist of all kinds of feeings...happiness, sadness, angry, joy, disappointment, fulfillment, excitement, uncertainty and much much more that words can never describe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things that makes people strong...&lt;br /&gt;And there are others that makes people weak...&lt;br /&gt;But true strength always comes from oneself and the ability to fight and live for others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I find myself staring into the blues...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wondering if i was ever a fool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Like a Knight in a dull amour...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Waiting for his princess to reappear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thus casting away all his fears...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Allowing him to shine in his remaining years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a purpose in life...&lt;br /&gt;And it's what that makes us strive...&lt;br /&gt;It is really hard to survive...&lt;br /&gt;In this colony of hives...&lt;br /&gt;Especially when everyone forgets their purpose through time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What pulls us can push us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What creates us can also destroy us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What loves us can also hate us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What the future is can also be the past we've been in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;There are too many things in life that is incomprehensible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yet there are always opportunites to embrace them togather...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;How i wish i can see your face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And save me with your grace...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pity is not what i seek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But rather faith and believe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Taking on both worlds might be too much to handle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Which has caused us to fumble...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But what happens usually after the tumble...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(we always stand up proudly and face the world...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-4350253468271581093?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4350253468271581093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=4350253468271581093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4350253468271581093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4350253468271581093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/01/you.html' title='You...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-5090451614265762919</id><published>2008-01-15T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T02:04:48.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>空气</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NFpJsIzD774"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NFpJsIzD774&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你和我都愿意活在同样的空气里&lt;br /&gt;你却喜欢偶尔不呼吸&lt;br /&gt;我不想你默然离开&lt;br /&gt;留我在天平里&lt;br /&gt;让&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;我失去重心&lt;br /&gt;我已经没有什么话对你说&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;你想要的肯定&lt;br /&gt;我多给了很多&lt;br /&gt;我知道你不信&lt;br /&gt;换我也这么做&lt;br /&gt;就让幸福做决定&lt;br /&gt;爱你需要很多勇气******&lt;br /&gt;想的太多反而不能够自己&lt;br /&gt;回忆弥漫在空气中是如此甜蜜&lt;br /&gt;还不能够让你动心&lt;br /&gt;你和我都愿意活在同样的空气里&lt;br /&gt;你却喜欢偶尔不呼吸&lt;br /&gt;我不想你默然离开&lt;br /&gt;留我在天平里&lt;br /&gt;让我失去重心&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-5090451614265762919?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5090451614265762919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=5090451614265762919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5090451614265762919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5090451614265762919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_15.html' title='空气'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-455857729461152277</id><published>2008-01-11T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T02:29:00.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>氧气...</title><content type='html'>0608超級星光大道-盧學叡的氧氣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5cI9k5p5SyM&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5cI9k5p5SyM&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full released version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.haoting.com/htmusic/200856ht.htm"&gt;http://www.haoting.com/htmusic/200856ht.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沉入越来越深的海底&lt;br /&gt;我开始想念你&lt;br /&gt;我好孤寂&lt;br /&gt;跌进越来越冷的爱里&lt;br /&gt;我快不能呼吸&lt;br /&gt;我想要你&lt;br /&gt;人活著赖著一口氧气&lt;br /&gt;氧气是你&lt;br /&gt;如果你爱我&lt;br /&gt;你会来找我&lt;br /&gt;你会知道我&lt;br /&gt;快不能活&lt;br /&gt;如果你爱我&lt;br /&gt;你会来救我&lt;br /&gt;空气很稀薄&lt;br /&gt;因为寂寞&lt;br /&gt;跌进越来越冷的爱里&lt;br /&gt;我快不能呼吸&lt;br /&gt;我想要你&lt;br /&gt;人活著赖著一口氧气&lt;br /&gt;氧气是你&lt;br /&gt;如果你爱我&lt;br /&gt;你会来找我&lt;br /&gt;你会知道我&lt;br /&gt;快不能活&lt;br /&gt;如果你爱我&lt;br /&gt;你会来救我&lt;br /&gt;空气很稀薄&lt;br /&gt;因为寂寞&lt;br /&gt;如果你爱我&lt;br /&gt;你会来找我&lt;br /&gt;你会知道我&lt;br /&gt;快不能活&lt;br /&gt;如果你爱我&lt;br /&gt;你会来救我&lt;br /&gt;空气很稀薄&lt;br /&gt;因为寂寞...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-455857729461152277?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/455857729461152277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=455857729461152277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/455857729461152277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/455857729461152277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_11.html' title='氧气...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-778129642030582445</id><published>2008-01-08T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T17:27:27.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>背叛...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7hciWw2O3o&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7hciWw2O3o&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-778129642030582445?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/778129642030582445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=778129642030582445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/778129642030582445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/778129642030582445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='背叛...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-7498683436294898102</id><published>2008-01-03T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T18:20:33.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turtles...</title><content type='html'>A simple glitch...&lt;br /&gt;Can cut me open so deep...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it's realization...&lt;br /&gt;or is it actualization...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing once more...&lt;br /&gt;hopefully pouring out everything to the core...&lt;br /&gt;The heart's feeling sore...&lt;br /&gt;As though it has been washed a shore...&lt;br /&gt;Wasted like an ore...&lt;br /&gt;Becoming so raw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a new born turtle...&lt;br /&gt;Struggling to swim out to the open sea...&lt;br /&gt;Only to be washed back by the trashing waves...&lt;br /&gt;There are predators all around...&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for an opportunity to take you down...&lt;br /&gt;And your shell will not help you out...&lt;br /&gt;Because it is still as soft as hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they survive all obstacles in life...&lt;br /&gt;They live the safest and longest life in line...&lt;br /&gt;I want to be like them...&lt;br /&gt;I will be like them...&lt;br /&gt;This is not the end...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-7498683436294898102?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/7498683436294898102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=7498683436294898102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/7498683436294898102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/7498683436294898102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2008/01/turtles.html' title='Turtles...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-2061185290147892869</id><published>2008-01-02T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T03:17:19.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008...</title><content type='html'>2008 has come...new challenges awaits as well as answers and questions that have retained...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people have their own beliefs...and I have my own amount of beliefs that i have faith in...although as time passes and each time it get's unanswered, I still believe in them because it's what I understood from life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still always believe that when 2 people get togather it's no longer his world or her world...but awhole new world that consist of both his and her's plus a creation or evolution of both worlds... and ultimately both worlds will definately change and both party hopefully should understand that life can no longer be how it used to be when they were just alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An evolution of both worlds will become inbalanced when one party refuses to change thus causing the other to rapidly evolve and soon enough, it'll just only become 1 world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's never easy to manage...much more to say managing 3 worlds at 1 go...which requires alot of giving and taking and understanding that who knows how long it may take...which is probably forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"It is always easier to change people than change people..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true it is in life...but also shows how much should people know when to change and how to keep their mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change doesn't come from the mind but the heart where the true feelings are...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-9740652.post-6336000612250663906</id><published>2007-12-23T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T01:23:38.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hell...</title><content type='html'>throat : hurts like hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood : as hot as hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling : as shit as hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell i don't even know how it feels to be in hell...who cares..its just a description!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-6336000612250663906?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/6336000612250663906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=6336000612250663906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/6336000612250663906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/6336000612250663906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/12/hell.html' title='hell...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-2603194995728998171</id><published>2007-12-21T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T23:23:51.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleeding love + empty....</title><content type='html'>who's there...who can be there...where am i..where are u....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leona Lewis - Bleeding love &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sF84pIhP5UM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sF84pIhP5UM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Click Five - Empty   &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zJWIVUt1Pq0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zJWIVUt1Pq0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-2603194995728998171?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/2603194995728998171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=2603194995728998171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/2603194995728998171'/><link rel='self' 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Y go against your nature..who or what you are born or born with!" i mean no offences with these catogeries of people..just that they happen to irritate me the most at tt point of time because there are so many fucking things i cannot understand...much less these people of why they chose to be the opposite sex or something which i definately can never understand and i don't think i want to even try to understand cause it's a NO to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat's with life anyways...is there any once in a point of time where things just go smoothly!! wat the fuck is with it anyway...why do people like to put words in their mouth and spit them out!! i mean yes i myself often do as well...but i just can't stand it when people don't understand...try talking to my mom and you'll understand what i mean...which is already half the fustration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If given a chance i would not want to be born in this kind of life...so what if u have the luxuries...so what if your blessed with fortune...SO WHAT! SO WHAT IF PEOPLE KEEP ASSUMING OR CATOGERIZING THAT YOU ARE ANOTHER CLASS OF PEOPLE! SO WHAT! arn't all of us humans..and even so everyone is still different!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know certain problems and certain situations are just short lived and things will get over soon...but what is the future then?? what will it be like?? I fucking don't know and don't understand as well!...i fucking don't even understand myself!! putting up with so many things that i just keep trying to conveince (probably spelt it wrongly but WTF who cares!) myself with!...really sick with this kind of life at times..or most of the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes u just get jealous over small little things that people do or things u see or envy...and you would just want it or d'like to have it as well and when you don't, you just get fustrated and sad and all the crap shit feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom say's i shouldn't be so independant and settle things myself...she says it has made me look older than my elder bro..but what the heck...can't people understand i'm trying to be independant and not relying on anyone!!...i expect of people too much and when people don't do it they unknowingly disappoint me alot cause i always expect either ALL or NOTHING at all...i think MAYBE i should start expecting nothing and instead from myself...at least when i'm disappointed i don't blame anyone but myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK IT MAN..just damm fustrated with everything in life...i'm going into my own cave...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-4096727856309235345?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4096727856309235345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=4096727856309235345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4096727856309235345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4096727856309235345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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where i stopped &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;plus a new direction....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;weights, burdens all becomes a challenge...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorrows and sadness all becomes feelings of the past...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope has always been the future...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but future to what, who, where, how, why...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all still remains a mystery...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that will only be solved through time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-2143742523045893539?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/2143742523045893539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R7DRtl6CTqc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R7DRtl6CTqc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very nice song that i like alot alot...she's a beautiful singer i must say with quite a good voice as well...lyrics are just awesome...really no comments about it...how i hope there can be some sort of a continuation song or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;LYRICS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And she's got everything that I have to live without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's so damn funny (it's just so funny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That I can't even see anyone when he's with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll put his picture down and maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Get some sleep tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He's the time taken up, but there's never enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And he's all that I need to fall into..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-8057240646828886813?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/8057240646828886813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=8057240646828886813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8057240646828886813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8057240646828886813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/11/teardrops-on-my-guitar.html' title='Teardrops On My Guitar'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-7250096965038380471</id><published>2007-11-27T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:15:25.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogiary...</title><content type='html'>Dear blogiary (blog + diary),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since i've updated you...close to a month i suppose...and within it...so many things have happen and so many things have changed...to the extent that sometimes it scares me to think of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that i'm unable to let go of things easily could probably be the reason that keeps my sanity...things that i remember...memories...feelings...voices...pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some actions, decisions were made wrongly from the start...others..you'll never get to know if it's right or wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've grown from the decisions and my grave mistakes and learned from them...just that i do not know yet if i'm strong enough to handle the consequences...but yet i still have to face them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost a month since i took off my necklace as well...let go of all the promises and just do nothing and rest and think...and i've rested enough and it's about time i put it back on...this time for different reasons...not as obligations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what is it in life that i'm looking for...or trying to achieve..." sometimes i ask myself this..but i never really did get the answer..."why am i always in a hurry...or why do i keep wanting to become stronger...why am i so competitive..." questions that i'm questioning myself at times as well...that's why i never really enjoyed myself...never let myself loose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really hope to find out how have you been...and i don't know what's stopping me from doing so...probably cause i know your exams have just started and i don't want to disturb you...but i just want to wish you good luck and i know you can do it cause you are strong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took up golf recently..something i don't mind trying...and it was rather enjoying...hope i can excel in it since the coach has high expectations of me hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is the main point of why people have so many expectations of me...expectations of me that i'm not and i try to be...to not disappoint people is what that could have killed me as well...yes though i know i can do it..but i guess it must be my own reason and decision for me to do so rather than just living up to people's expectations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have you been...&lt;br /&gt;it's long since we last seen...&lt;br /&gt;And i still remember that very last day...&lt;br /&gt;When i saw your face...&lt;br /&gt;And the things that you said...&lt;br /&gt;Before i walked away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taught me alot...&lt;br /&gt;More than everything I've talked...&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly...more than everything i have fought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ps: Angry is still very much alive...and still as angry as ever...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you that day...&lt;br /&gt;I would've probably been lost again...&lt;br /&gt;Without the encouragement and strength...&lt;br /&gt;I would've probably not be able to continue to the end...&lt;br /&gt;I would've given up that day...&lt;br /&gt;Until you showed me another way...&lt;br /&gt;And that I'm thankful for what you have said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare not see too far of what's ahead...&lt;br /&gt;But I know of the steps that I'll take...&lt;br /&gt;And without you...it'll all just become a fake...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-7250096965038380471?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/7250096965038380471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=7250096965038380471' title='0 Comments'/><link 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asking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you say about life&lt;br /&gt;I learn every time I bleed&lt;br /&gt;The truth is a stranger&lt;br /&gt;Soul is in danger I gotta let my spirit be free&lt;br /&gt;To admit that I’m wrong and then change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but I have to move on and leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t waste time so give it a moment&lt;br /&gt;I realize nothings broken&lt;br /&gt;No need to worry about everything I’ve done&lt;br /&gt;Live every second like it was my last one&lt;br /&gt;Don’t look back got a new direction&lt;br /&gt;I loved you once, needed protection&lt;br /&gt;You’re still a part of everything I do&lt;br /&gt;You’re on my heart just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;Just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always have you (I'll always have you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of playing all of these games&lt;br /&gt;It’s not about taking sides&lt;br /&gt;When I looked in the mirror didn’t deliver&lt;br /&gt;It hurt enough to think that I could stop&lt;br /&gt;Admit that I’m wrong and then change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but I’ve gotta be strong and leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t waste time so give it a moment&lt;br /&gt;I realize nothings broken&lt;br /&gt;No need to worry about everything I’ve done&lt;br /&gt;Live every second like it was my last one&lt;br /&gt;Don’t look back got a new direction&lt;br /&gt;I loved you once, needed protection&lt;br /&gt;You’re still a part of everything I do&lt;br /&gt;You’re on my heart just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;Just like a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always have you (I'll always have you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I live every moment&lt;br /&gt;Won’t change any moment&lt;br /&gt;There's still a part of me in you&lt;br /&gt;I will never regret you&lt;br /&gt;Still the memory of you&lt;br /&gt;Marks everything I do, oh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-8051639418686420539?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/8051639418686420539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=8051639418686420539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8051639418686420539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8051639418686420539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/11/jordin-sparks-tattoo.html' title='Jordin Sparks - Tattoo...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-7780568087332286446</id><published>2007-10-31T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T02:24:38.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>does it actually really take 2 hands to clap...??</title><content type='html'>one very old term that i have heard over and over again and again from people..from time to time...but i realised that it's not necessarily very true...some how i suddenly just come out with this theory or thesis...(actually been thinking for awhile now...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true that techinically speaking it takes 2 hands to clap...&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, when one hand is too tired, then the other hand will just have to make the extra effort to move further, faster and harder to make the *clap*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it might be very true for a relationship...&lt;br /&gt;love is never fair or unfair...&lt;br /&gt;True that it might be unfair as 1 party is always loving the other more...say the left hand is always going the extra a mile to make the clap...then it would be only be fair that when the left hand is tired, the right hand will take the initiative go the extra effort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the willingness to take that extra effort lies in the right hand who beholds the future...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-7780568087332286446?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/7780568087332286446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=7780568087332286446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;你的爱很像泡沫&lt;br /&gt;太轻或太重&lt;br /&gt;都不在手中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的爱就像天空&lt;br /&gt;太放或太收&lt;br /&gt;你都只是风&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你来过却爱上自由&lt;br /&gt;你出走我不问理由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会好好过&lt;br /&gt;等你再爱我&lt;br /&gt;总有个角落&lt;br /&gt;会让你想起我&lt;br /&gt;我会好好过&lt;br /&gt;等你再爱我&lt;br /&gt;向右或向左&lt;br /&gt;都有我站在这里守候&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你留下很多&lt;br /&gt;够我面对寂寞&lt;br /&gt;寂寞不重&lt;br /&gt;重是爱太多&lt;br /&gt;我会好好过&lt;br /&gt;等你回头&lt;br /&gt;会看到的一定是我...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-392433138980588784?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/392433138980588784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=392433138980588784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;熟悉的号码在挣扎。&lt;br /&gt;故作的坚强，&lt;br /&gt;虚伪的力量，&lt;br /&gt;撑过这一刻更悲伤&lt;br /&gt;未接的电话&lt;br /&gt;是一种惩罚&lt;br /&gt;不该想却割舍不下&lt;br /&gt;如果再见我，&lt;br /&gt;你能说什么，&lt;br /&gt;说爱我，我只是寂寞&lt;br /&gt;原谅我冷漠，选择不联络&lt;br /&gt;因为我，担心你会听见我还那么难过。&lt;br /&gt;oh~&lt;br /&gt; 短讯声在响，&lt;br /&gt;凌晨两点半，&lt;br /&gt;清醒的房里更孤单&lt;br /&gt;你去睡了吗，想你的习惯&lt;br /&gt;这夜晚为你而混乱&lt;br /&gt;如果再见我&lt;br /&gt;你能说什么&lt;br /&gt;说爱我，我只是寂寞&lt;br /&gt;原谅我冷漠，选择不联络&lt;br /&gt;因为我，担心你会听见我，还那么难过&lt;br /&gt;因为对你我连再见都说不出口&lt;br /&gt;我想你能够爱还在心中&lt;br /&gt;如果再见我，&lt;br /&gt;你能说什么&lt;br /&gt;说爱我，我只是寂寞&lt;br /&gt;原谅我冷漠，选择不联络&lt;br /&gt;因为我，&lt;br /&gt;担心你会听见我。&lt;br /&gt;还那么难过&lt;br /&gt; oh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-4465986980134335202?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4465986980134335202/comments/default' 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cry...</title><content type='html'>you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A4kUerbHr6U"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A4kUerbHr6U&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ofeDruIwTM&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ofeDruIwTM&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3WA7I_iHXXM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3WA7I_iHXXM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-5096393047517799914?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5096393047517799914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=5096393047517799914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5096393047517799914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5096393047517799914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/you.html' title='you... only hope... cry...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-4082949126472578245</id><published>2007-10-24T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T01:00:24.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scarred...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A heart that has no physical form...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A pain that feels like no physical pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sometimes when you feel this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;you inflict physical ones to make yourself feel better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-4082949126472578245?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4082949126472578245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=4082949126472578245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4082949126472578245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4082949126472578245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/scarred.html' title='scarred...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-4983432524388702860</id><published>2007-10-23T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T15:03:42.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A walk to remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is always patient and kind...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is never jealous...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is never boastful nor conceiving...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is neither rude nor selfish...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It does not take offence...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it is not resentful...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But delights in the truth...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope and to endure...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What ever comes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;true love can never ever be destroyed and will always remain with the rest of my life...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-4983432524388702860?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4983432524388702860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=4983432524388702860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4983432524388702860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4983432524388702860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/walk-to-remember.html' title='A walk to remember...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-879469464601206850</id><published>2007-10-22T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T17:14:13.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Guardian Angel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=geRdF1XWsoM&amp;amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=geRdF1XWsoM&amp;amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When I see your smile, tears roll down my face. I can't replace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And now that I'm strong, I have figured out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I know, I'll find, deep inside me, I can be the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I will never let you fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll stand up with you forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be there for you through it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Seasons are changing and waves are crashing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And stars are falling all for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Days grow longer and nights grow shorter, I can show you I'll be the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I will never let you fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll stand up with you forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be there for you through it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cause you're my, you're my, my, my, my true love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My whole heart, please don't throw that away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because I am here, for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Please don't walk away, and please tell me you'll stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Whoa-oh-ohStayWhoa-oh-oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Use me as you will, pull my strings just for a thrill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And I know I'll be okay, though my skies are turning gray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I will never let you fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll stand up with you forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be there for you through it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I will never let you fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll stand up with you forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'll be there for you through it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-879469464601206850?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/879469464601206850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=879469464601206850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/879469464601206850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/879469464601206850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/your-guardian-angel.html' title='Your Guardian Angel...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-5670280887376714402</id><published>2007-10-18T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T21:45:29.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4....</title><content type='html'>“If I seek to fulfill those needs at the expense of my partner, we are sure to experience unhappiness, resentment and conflict. The secret of forming a successful relationship is for both partners to win…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Many women instinctively understand how to give this message. In the beginning of a relationship, a woman gives a man a brief look that says you could be the one to make me happy. In this subtle way she actually initiates their relationship. This look encourages him to come closer. It empowers him to overcome his fears of having a relationship. Unfortunately, once they are in a relationship and as the problems begin to emerge, she doesn’t know how important that message still is to him and neglects to send it..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a man matures, he also learns that he may be giving up himself, but his major change is becoming more aware of how he can succeed in giving. Likewise as a woman matures, she also learns new strategies for giving, but her major change tends to be learning to set limits in order to receive what she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young boy who is fortunate enough to see his father succeed in fulfilling his mother enters relationships as an adult with a rare confidence that he can succeed in fulfilling his partner. He is not terrified of commitment because he knows he can deliver. He also knows that when he doesn’t deliver he is still adequate and still deserves love and appreciation for doing his best. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He does not condemn himself because he knows he is not perfect and that he is always doing his best and his best is good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; He is able to apologize for his mistakes because he expects forgiveness, love, and appreciation for doing his best…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-5670280887376714402?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5670280887376714402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=5670280887376714402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5670280887376714402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5670280887376714402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/chapter-4.html' title='Chapter 4....'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-5462646514299797810</id><published>2007-10-17T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T01:47:00.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3...Men vs Woman</title><content type='html'>Men…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a man is stressed, he will withdraw into the cave of his mind and focus on solving a problem. He generally picks the most urgent problem or the most difficult. He becomes so focused on solving this one problem that he temporarily loses awareness of everything else. Other problems and responsibilities fade into the background…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At such times, he becomes increasingly distant, forgetful, unresponsive and preoccupied in his relationships…when a man is stuck in his cave, he is powerless to give his partner the quality attention she deserves. It is hard for her to be accepting of him at these times because she doesn’t know how stressed he is. If he were to come home and talk about all his problems, then she could be more compassionate. Instead he doesn’t talk about his problems, and she feels he is ignoring her. She can tell he is upset but mistakenly assumes he doesn’t care about her because he isn’t talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Women generally do not understand how Martians cope with stress. They expect men to open up and talk about all their problems the way Venusians do. When a man is stuck in his cave, a woman resents his not being more open…to expect a man who is in his cave instantly to become open, responsive, and loving is as unrealistic as expecting a woman who is upset immediately to calm down and make complete sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It is a mistake to expect a man to always be in touch with his loving feelings just as it is a mistake to expect a woman’s feelings to always be rational and logical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a woman is stressed, she instinctively feels a need to talk about her feelings and all the possible problems that are associated with her feelings. When she begins talking she does not prioritize the significance of any problem. If she is upset, then she is upset about it all, big and small. She is not immediately concerned with finding solutions to her problems but rather seeks relief by expressing herself and being understood…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To feel better, women talk about past problems, future problems, potential problems, even problems that have no solutions. The more talk and exploration, the better they feel.&lt;br /&gt;Just as a man is fulfilled through working out the intricate details of solving a problem, a woman is fulfilled through talking about the details of her problems…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Something a woman can do to make it easier for a man is to let him know in advance the outcome of the story and then go back and give details. Avoid keeping him in suspense…Women commonly enjoy letting the suspense build because it brings more feeling into the story but a man can be easily frustrated…the degree to which a man does not understand a women is the degree to which he will resist her when she is talking about her problem…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More important, if a woman can remind a man that she just wants to talk about her problems and that he doesn’t have to solve any of them, it can help him to relax and listen…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-5462646514299797810?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5462646514299797810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=5462646514299797810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5462646514299797810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5462646514299797810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/chapter-3men-vs-woman.html' title='Chapter 3...Men vs Woman'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-1682350904699983470</id><published>2007-10-17T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T00:10:07.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" Many times a woman just wants to share her feelings about her day, and her husband, thinking he is helping interrupts her by offering a steady flow of solutions to her problems..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;" a man wants to make improvements when he feels he is being approached as the solution to a problem rather than as the problem itself..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-1682350904699983470?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/1682350904699983470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=1682350904699983470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1682350904699983470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/1682350904699983470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/chapter-2.html' title='Chapter 2...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-9188911202079932318</id><published>2007-10-17T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T00:05:10.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chapter 1...</title><content type='html'>Imagine that men are from Mars and women from Venus. One day long ago, the Martians, looking through their telescopes, discovered the Venusians. Just glimpsing the Venusians awakened feelings they had never know. They fell in love quickly, invented space travel and flew to Venus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Venusians welcomed the Martian with open arms. They had intuitively known that this day would come. Their hearts opened wide to a love they had never felt before…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love between them was magical and they delighted being together. Though from different worlds, they reveled in their differences and spent months learning about each other, exploring and appreciating their different needs, preferences, and behavior patterns. For years they lived together in love and harmony…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they decided to fly to earth. In the beginning everything was wonderful and beautiful. But the effects of the earth’s atmosphere took hold and one morning everyone woke up with a peculiar kind of amnesia – selective amnesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both the Martians and Venusians forgot that they were from different planets and were suppose to be different. In one morning, everything they had learned about their differences was erased from their memory…and since then, men and women have been in conflict…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-9188911202079932318?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/9188911202079932318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=9188911202079932318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/9188911202079932318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/9188911202079932318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/chapter-1.html' title='chapter 1...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-2563376247034054920</id><published>2007-10-12T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T03:06:39.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to be continued...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If there is anything left to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It will be "I Love You Everyday..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-2563376247034054920?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/2563376247034054920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=2563376247034054920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/2563376247034054920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/2563376247034054920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-be-continued.html' title='to be continued...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-3726405959757396191</id><published>2007-10-11T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T15:53:50.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom &amp; Dad</title><content type='html'>To : Mom &amp;amp; Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never learnt how to express myself…or to tell things directly…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I want to let you know this part of my life…&lt;br /&gt;I still remember promising mom that I will live my life to the fullest…&lt;br /&gt;And promises always meant so much to me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to let you know that I have been searching for a partner in life…&lt;br /&gt;And that I have been preparing myself to settle down…&lt;br /&gt;You may think that I should get a job before settling down…&lt;br /&gt;But to me settling down means I can focus on my career…my family and my life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been saving very hard…&lt;br /&gt;Because I want to know how it feels like…&lt;br /&gt;To give up what you need or want…&lt;br /&gt;Like what you have been always doing for a son…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew if you acknowledged her (cylysce)&lt;br /&gt;Because you always address her as my “friend”&lt;br /&gt;When I so much wanted to tell you’ll that she is a potential daughter in-law…&lt;br /&gt;Now I can only tell and hope that you will acknowledge the next one…&lt;br /&gt;She taught me and I’ve learnt so many things throughout these 3 years in life…&lt;br /&gt;And I realized I haven’t seen much in life…and I want to know why…&lt;br /&gt;I want to step out and socialize…&lt;br /&gt;It is not her fault… but I just chose to give ourselves a chance…&lt;br /&gt;To see convince myself to see if she’s really the one…&lt;br /&gt;Believe me that she is my first serious relationship…&lt;br /&gt;And I promise it will always be serious…&lt;br /&gt;And I always give all I’ve got...&lt;br /&gt;The next time if we really get together…&lt;br /&gt;Then I will really want to marry her…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been saving so hard for the trip…&lt;br /&gt;Because I told myself not to rely on you…&lt;br /&gt;I’ve promised myself to bring her there…&lt;br /&gt;And promises meant I can now only bring her as a friend…&lt;br /&gt;I never thought about the money I saved…&lt;br /&gt;Because promises &amp;amp; trust in life meant much more to me…&lt;br /&gt;And it’s how I am and always leading my life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you can realize…&lt;br /&gt;That I have grown so much…&lt;br /&gt;That I am no longer the small little son…&lt;br /&gt;When you always think I am one…&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I have never said it out…&lt;br /&gt;That’s why you never understand…&lt;br /&gt;When ever I need guidance…I don’t know how to ask for one…&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I’ve always managed to get things done…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have disappointed everyone…&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know how to say it…&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I can only type this letter in hope you can understand&lt;br /&gt;A small tiny portion of my life…&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured that I will still be leading my own way of life…&lt;br /&gt;To keep my promises alive…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-3726405959757396191?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/3726405959757396191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=3726405959757396191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/3726405959757396191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/3726405959757396191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/mom-dad.html' title='Mom &amp; Dad'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-4527985153907488977</id><published>2007-10-11T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T14:10:13.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What is this pain inside of me…&lt;br /&gt;Taking each and every breath out of me…&lt;br /&gt;Like I can never breathe in it…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Am i dead or alive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that's what i cannot realise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i will try my best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and find out what's best for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i hope you will find it to...maybe in time to come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i know not right now...not this very moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I want you to open your eyes…&lt;br /&gt;And see what’s real inside…&lt;br /&gt;That I’m just an ordinary guy…&lt;br /&gt;Who’s as small as a fly…&lt;br /&gt;You’ve only seen a tiny tree…&lt;br /&gt;So tiny deep within me…&lt;br /&gt;But what about the whole forest…&lt;br /&gt;That you have never stepped into first…&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter if I’m your first, second or third…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;All i wanna see is a fresh free bird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-4527985153907488977?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/4527985153907488977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=4527985153907488977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4527985153907488977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/4527985153907488977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-is-this-pain-inside-of-me-taking.html' title=''/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-3654727551202564078</id><published>2007-10-11T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T04:56:58.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for my one and only you...</title><content type='html'>There will be no poems at this time…&lt;br /&gt;But rather gratefulness that lies…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have taught me so much about life…made me strong and alive…I’ve never been able to live my life to the fullest…until I met you…I don’t know how to express into words for the feelings I’m having…and it’s the first time for me to not be able to express through words…you have and will always be in my world…no matter how long it goes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve let so many people down…and I feel just like a clown…&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what has just left…inspirations…feelings…or care…&lt;br /&gt;But I will still try and continue to write…this story that has been inside…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m glad I have changed your life…&lt;br /&gt;And I know you have done for mine…&lt;br /&gt;I will remember them by heart…never tearing them apart…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am honored to have made your life…&lt;br /&gt;Sad and regretted not being able to complete it wise…&lt;br /&gt;Just know I will always be there…&lt;br /&gt;And that you don’t have to speak when no words can express with…&lt;br /&gt;Remember to always use those eyes...and I will see them deep inside…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I always say…”knowing you is the best gift I’ve ever received…”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-3654727551202564078?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/3654727551202564078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=3654727551202564078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/3654727551202564078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/3654727551202564078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/for-my-one-and-only-you.html' title='for my one and only you...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-8508300238115010620</id><published>2007-10-10T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T14:20:15.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Women from all over the world...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Women from all over the world…&lt;br /&gt;Come forth and heed my word…&lt;br /&gt;I cannot ask you to promise this…&lt;br /&gt;But I hope you will accept it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never throw your Pride…&lt;br /&gt;Because all you'll get is a pack of lies…&lt;br /&gt;Never throw your Esteem…&lt;br /&gt;Because all hopes will turn to steam…&lt;br /&gt;Never plea or beg…&lt;br /&gt;Because it will turn to regret…&lt;br /&gt;Never Ever do that…&lt;br /&gt;For a guy who’s worth all that…&lt;br /&gt;Because what he always see…&lt;br /&gt;Will once and for all may never be…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Women must always treat themselves with respect…&lt;br /&gt;Or else guys will never know what to expect…&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly…it might be the end…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-8508300238115010620?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/8508300238115010620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=8508300238115010620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8508300238115010620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8508300238115010620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/women-from-all-over-world.html' title='Women from all over the world...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-5409242285285847796</id><published>2007-10-08T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T00:36:20.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes When We Touch - Olivia</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You ask me if I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I choke on my reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'd rather hurt you honestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Than mislead you with a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And who am I to judge you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On what you say or do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm only just beginning to see the real you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The honesty's too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wanna hold you til I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Til we both break down and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Romance and all its strategy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Leaves me battling with my pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But through the insecurity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some tenderness survives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm just another writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Still trapped within my truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A hesitant prize fighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Still trapped within my youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The honesty's too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wanna hold you til I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Til we both break down and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At times I'd like to break you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And drive you to your knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At times I'd like to break through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And hold you endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At times I understand you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I know how hard you've tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've watched while love commands you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I've watched love pass you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At times I think we're drifters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Still searching for a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A brother or a sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But then the passion flares again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The honesty's too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wanna hold you til I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Til we both break down and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-5409242285285847796?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/5409242285285847796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=5409242285285847796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5409242285285847796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/5409242285285847796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/sometimes-when-we-touch-olivia.html' title='Sometimes When We Touch - Olivia'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-8720520171719835495</id><published>2007-10-06T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T21:17:11.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alones...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PjBkTmo9vTw&amp;amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PjBkTmo9vTw&amp;amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search&lt;/a&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fragile, folded wings&lt;br /&gt;are tired from the pure blue sky...&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to force your smiles for anyone...&lt;br /&gt;It’s okay to smile…for yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing your sweet voice didn’t always hurt…&lt;br /&gt;Its too late to block it from the inside…&lt;br /&gt;I want to take back our time but luck and karma are against me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There are no words, but your eyes can’t hide what you want to say…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t even know anymore…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to bury it deep down oky…?&lt;br /&gt;We don’t need that sky if we’re free to swim…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Even if you won’t talk about yesterday…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I’ll still be there to meet with you tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fragile, folded wings&lt;br /&gt;are just tired from the pure blue sky...&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to force your smiles for anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It’s okay to smile…for yourself…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-8720520171719835495?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/8720520171719835495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=8720520171719835495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8720520171719835495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/8720520171719835495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/alones.html' title='Alones...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-221835454884919295</id><published>2007-10-06T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T10:45:25.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If&lt;/span&gt; you choose to read this on…&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;promise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;me that you’ll not be affected upon…&lt;br /&gt;This is my only remaining place…&lt;br /&gt;Where I can express my frustrations to date…&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t take them away…&lt;br /&gt;Or never will there be much more to say…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each and every minute…&lt;br /&gt;Each and every second…&lt;br /&gt;He feels like he’s being torn apart…&lt;br /&gt;Till a point where there no longer is a heart…&lt;br /&gt;Bleeding deep down inside…&lt;br /&gt;Where no one could ever realize…&lt;br /&gt;How much he puts on his disguise…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tore 2 women’s heart…&lt;br /&gt;2 most important people he never wanted to part…&lt;br /&gt;They were his pillars of support…&lt;br /&gt;For which he could never resort…&lt;br /&gt;He finally understood being not qualified…&lt;br /&gt;And it has been certified…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(How cruel…can I be…?&lt;br /&gt;Killing what’s inside of me…?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If life was ever like this…&lt;br /&gt;Then he would rather choose not to live…&lt;br /&gt;He knows it’s impossible…&lt;br /&gt;Because he’s responsible…&lt;br /&gt;Not just of his life…&lt;br /&gt;But also for his future wife…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He doesn’t need sympathy to date…&lt;br /&gt;But rather anger and hate…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He doesn’t deserve what he has…&lt;br /&gt;Because the fact that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he’s an ASS&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He believed that he was never wrong…&lt;br /&gt;Believing that they were always strong…&lt;br /&gt;What he saw in their eyes…&lt;br /&gt;Can never tell a lie…&lt;br /&gt;He wished to not be able to “see” again…&lt;br /&gt;To end all chapters of this game…&lt;br /&gt;He hopes they can really become friends…&lt;br /&gt;Then together they might be able to understand…&lt;br /&gt;Why they should never fall in love with this man…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He doesn’t want anyone to take the blame…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we never knew how it came…&lt;br /&gt;He knows they are still very strong…&lt;br /&gt;And asks them to keep holding on…&lt;br /&gt;Right now he doesn’t deserve any help…&lt;br /&gt;But only to depend on himself…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;“Give me a few days” he said…&lt;br /&gt;“Hopefully by then I'll be ready to operate…”&lt;br /&gt;“Probably...stronger than you will ever speculate...”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-221835454884919295?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/221835454884919295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=221835454884919295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/221835454884919295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/221835454884919295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/cruel.html' title='Cruel...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-3881691810376089009</id><published>2007-10-04T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T21:37:40.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you this kid...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crying lost in the cold winter streets…&lt;br /&gt;He sat down sobbing just like a kid…&lt;br /&gt;It’s dark and late at night…&lt;br /&gt;Ticking slowly as time goes by…&lt;br /&gt;He waits for an embrace…&lt;br /&gt;But could find no familiar face…&lt;br /&gt;He longs for a place…&lt;br /&gt;Where warmth is always an ever grace…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She used to be a young and innocent girl…&lt;br /&gt;Until the world came tumbling down on her…&lt;br /&gt;She carried the burden of the weight...&lt;br /&gt;And never did she sigh or hate…&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes carry the scars of hurt…&lt;br /&gt;And also the worth of love…&lt;br /&gt;She will have her happiness…&lt;br /&gt;Filled with care and tenderness…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-3881691810376089009?l=diasvalentine.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-9740652.post-2277840883690775000</id><published>2007-10-04T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T21:44:27.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you leave me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;My heart will be frozen in time…&lt;br /&gt;And I will be left to die…&lt;br /&gt;My world would seize to exist…&lt;br /&gt;And vision would be just like a mist…&lt;br /&gt;Even if the world unfolds…&lt;br /&gt;Or the and legends go untold…&lt;br /&gt;Even if the words would crumble…&lt;br /&gt;And make us fumble…&lt;br /&gt;I will still stand…&lt;br /&gt;And always bend…&lt;br /&gt;To be the stone…&lt;br /&gt;To step over the throne…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-2277840883690775000?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/2277840883690775000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=2277840883690775000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/2277840883690775000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/2277840883690775000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-you-leave-me.html' title='if you leave me...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-3401857684150692773</id><published>2007-09-25T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T01:23:58.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He saw her face....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As she turned and swayed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Time slowed as though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That it was on hold...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sadden and dismayed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She took her bag and left away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He knew and couldn't react...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But sat there and turned the car back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He turned the radio blank...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And started his long silent journey back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He clearly knew it was his fault...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And he never gave her a thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He felt an aching pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That no physical blow can substain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's a place where there's no physical heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But good enough to tear him apart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He wondered what he is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To not be able to express how he thinks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To let her wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Until there's showers and thunder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And till this time he's still awake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;knowing that she is awaits...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So that he can muster up the courage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And stop making the damage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-3401857684150692773?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/3401857684150692773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=3401857684150692773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/3401857684150692773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/3401857684150692773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-am-i.html' title='what am i....'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-114252670854868930</id><published>2006-03-17T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T01:02:59.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The man behind every woman…</title><content type='html'>I donno how many people like me there is…or how many who could even understand my thinking…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;There he is thinking of how to care of her…&lt;br /&gt;Ever since when he saw the broken pieces of her…&lt;br /&gt;Crying painfully as though no one would care…&lt;br /&gt;Sank his heart deep in despair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He thought and thought in his lair…&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find a way to her care…&lt;br /&gt;And then he stumble a chance to pick the pieces…&lt;br /&gt;Finally able to be there for her…&lt;br /&gt;He took the chance and made his plan…&lt;br /&gt;But she shrugs him off saying it wasn’t man…&lt;br /&gt;It broke his heart…right deep in the end…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wishing that she could understand…&lt;br /&gt;Using this poem is all he could comprehend…&lt;br /&gt;She messages him “ sorrie…I love you “&lt;br /&gt;He had the feeling to cry…&lt;br /&gt;But held back hard deep inside…&lt;br /&gt;Because he knows he loves her deeper than ever…&lt;br /&gt;That being in front or behind her doesn’t really matter….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We seem to always have different thoughts….&lt;br /&gt;But luckily we never fought…&lt;br /&gt;Communication is what I always say…&lt;br /&gt;But it has seldom worked our way…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Never the less…we’ll keep trying anyway…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps : pls don say sorry anymore...cause it'll hurt me even more...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-114252670854868930?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/114252670854868930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=114252670854868930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/114252670854868930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/114252670854868930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2006/03/man-behind-every-woman.html' title='The man behind every woman…'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-113699468048025139</id><published>2006-01-11T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T23:51:20.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A simple hug from you…&lt;br /&gt;Proves to me that it’s all so true…&lt;br /&gt;When ever I’m on fire, feeling the verge of dire…&lt;br /&gt;And there you came with wide-open arms,&lt;br /&gt;Putting out the flames and making the bowling water calm…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-113699468048025139?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/113699468048025139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=113699468048025139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/113699468048025139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/113699468048025139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2006/01/simple-hug-from-you-proves-to-me-that.html' title=''/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-113411455168081277</id><published>2005-12-09T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T15:49:11.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The woman behind every man…</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;There he was at the Tekong camp,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering when it will ever end,&lt;br /&gt;He thought the trainings were tough,&lt;br /&gt;And that his life was going to be rough,&lt;br /&gt;But little did he know…&lt;br /&gt;And little did she show…&lt;br /&gt;That all he was going through…&lt;br /&gt;Is just a tiny bit of what she was going through…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her world was turned upside down…&lt;br /&gt;Her heart missed him so much…&lt;br /&gt;But she couldn’t kiss nor touch…&lt;br /&gt;She had piles of work to do…&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention her studies too…&lt;br /&gt;She was very tired, helpless and sad…&lt;br /&gt;Which made him feel very bad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Until when he knew of the truth,&lt;br /&gt;Did he decided to make a move,&lt;br /&gt;To write out his feelings once again,&lt;br /&gt;And wash away her sorrows and pain,&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to be there…&lt;br /&gt;And wanted the world to be fair…&lt;br /&gt;But what can he do when it’s 2 years of doom…&lt;br /&gt;Just like sweeping dirt with a broom…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But he changed his perception,&lt;br /&gt;And had a new conception…&lt;br /&gt;Too be her man…&lt;br /&gt;Until the very end…&lt;br /&gt;As forth shall he never feel despair&lt;br /&gt;For there is a woman who will always be there…&lt;br /&gt;He shall not disappoint her…&lt;br /&gt;And will never leave her…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because she is his heart and soul…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;That changed the ice and cold…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To a world of colorful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-113411455168081277?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/113411455168081277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=113411455168081277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/113411455168081277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/113411455168081277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/12/woman-behind-every-man.html' title='The woman behind every man…'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9740652.post-113099309036482652</id><published>2005-11-03T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T12:44:50.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photograph</title><content type='html'>Photographs in my cupboard are the only ones&lt;br /&gt;They remind me of how we use to be…&lt;br /&gt;They give me courage and strength to see…&lt;br /&gt;What I’m going though that’s as deep as the sea…&lt;br /&gt;The memories kept in the depth of my soul,&lt;br /&gt;Are the only ones that constantly kept me going to and fro…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time when I’m in there,&lt;br /&gt;The days and months seem to slowly disappear…&lt;br /&gt;But your smiles and features can never fade…&lt;br /&gt;And it prepares me for what’s ahead…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never remember the day…&lt;br /&gt;But I’ll never forget your face…&lt;br /&gt;The only day I know is when I’m seeing you…&lt;br /&gt;And you’re the fool who stands there waiting…&lt;br /&gt;While I’m the foolest of fools who never fails to arrive and pick you up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You sat on my journey…&lt;br /&gt;And became my attorney…&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a destination to drive…&lt;br /&gt;And showed me the safest and fastest way to arrive…&lt;br /&gt;While I listened carefully to every word you say…&lt;br /&gt;You will still strive and find out a better way…&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know you’re afraid…&lt;br /&gt;But you showed me respect and courage…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And my love for you will always burn with rage…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-113099309036482652?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/113099309036482652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=113099309036482652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/113099309036482652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/113099309036482652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/11/photograph.html' title='Photograph'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-112859366702702679</id><published>2005-10-06T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T18:14:27.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break!!!</title><content type='html'>ArGhhHH ekeke the country is calling "mua" ( french) meaning "me" back for service after sooOO long lolXz So guess i'll just have to take a break maybe 3 weeks?? kekek But i'll still try to blog when ever i can kekek after all it's for my darling~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-112859366702702679?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/112859366702702679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=112859366702702679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112859366702702679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112859366702702679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/10/break.html' title='Break!!!'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9740652.post-112783780822270500</id><published>2005-09-28T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T00:27:39.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mending broken hearts that cannot be mended</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A broke Heart is just like a Broken glass…&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much heat or glue you put it through…&lt;br /&gt;The scars will still remain and remind us of the past…&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn’t mean that it is a worthless glass…&lt;br /&gt;For liquid is not the only thing it can contain…&lt;br /&gt;Because the air inside it will always remain…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A glass can be seem empty without water…&lt;br /&gt;But full when seen with air…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;How many of us can see this logic&lt;br /&gt;How many can even understand this phrase…&lt;br /&gt;Not many I can say…&lt;br /&gt;But you’ll understand it some day…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all of the pain and fear sets in…&lt;br /&gt;And no one else is listening…&lt;br /&gt;You realize that you’ve only got you &amp; you…&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you can’t face the truth…&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you can’t differentiate what is the truth…&lt;br /&gt;But when reality strikes…&lt;br /&gt;And you can’t deny…&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be shy…&lt;br /&gt;And just give it a cry…&lt;br /&gt;After all who dares to say you’ve never tried…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Both men and women are given the gift to cry…&lt;br /&gt;Women use it wisely…&lt;br /&gt;While men use it slyly… ( p/s not all men hee… ^_^ )&lt;br /&gt;Both may sound similar&lt;br /&gt;But ain’t familiar with each other…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love choose to appear in front of you…&lt;br /&gt;But it never choose to stay…&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when it chose to stay…&lt;br /&gt;Ironically we chase it away…&lt;br /&gt;It’s funny how we humans think…&lt;br /&gt;And it’s even funnier of how it appears to be…&lt;br /&gt;That sometimes we didn’t realize it happens to everyone in a lifetime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: for those who have sacrifced for affairs of the heart and lived not to regret it!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;      ( lou po nor ai ne )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-112783780822270500?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/112783780822270500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=112783780822270500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112783780822270500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112783780822270500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/09/mending-broken-hearts-that-cannot-be.html' title='mending broken hearts that cannot be mended'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-112593777358107539</id><published>2005-09-06T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T00:31:42.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled...</title><content type='html'>I ain’t really cool…&lt;br /&gt;And I surely don’t drool…&lt;br /&gt;Because I ain’t no fool…&lt;br /&gt;But just a fool for you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You’ve changed my life…&lt;br /&gt;To become my future wedded wife…&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a goal…&lt;br /&gt;That’s worth more than gold…&lt;br /&gt;And we have to hold…&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand…&lt;br /&gt;No matter where we stand…&lt;br /&gt;Until the very end…&lt;br /&gt;The obstacles that we have gone through…&lt;br /&gt;That we are about to go through…&lt;br /&gt;And much more yet to come…&lt;br /&gt;Can never ever undone…&lt;br /&gt;The knot that has tied our hearts as one…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Our journey has just started…&lt;br /&gt;Our past has ended…&lt;br /&gt;Our story has proceeded to volume III&lt;br /&gt;And 3 is the number of kids there will be…&lt;br /&gt;Be it for better or worse…&lt;br /&gt;Until the ends of earth…&lt;br /&gt;I will protect you…&lt;br /&gt;Whether I am or am not with you…&lt;br /&gt;Because my HEART and WILL is always in you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Love You…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-112593777358107539?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/112593777358107539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=112593777358107539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112593777358107539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112593777358107539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/09/untitled.html' title='untitled...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-112420892129941204</id><published>2005-08-17T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T00:15:21.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for you...kekek dai ben chiong~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You’ve unlocked my gate of tears,&lt;br /&gt;Washing away my utmost fears, &lt;br /&gt;Now it’s my tears of hope,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Flowing through your path of hope&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-112420892129941204?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/112420892129941204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=112420892129941204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112420892129941204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112420892129941204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-youkekek-dai-ben-chiong.html' title='for you...kekek dai ben chiong~!'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9740652.post-112367951995572433</id><published>2005-08-10T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T21:11:59.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yikes~! Kekek time for me to update abit kekek ermm been working that’s why now seldom got time to blog kekek but I will try to when ever I can =0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heee…went for bowling competition on national day -_-~! LolXz kekek just a normal competition at my usual club =0P really did enjoy myself over there though I didn’t win, but actually&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I’m already a winner and the biggest of all because I have YOU…I was and always will be a winner ^ _ * \/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh hahah thank goodness that national day is over~! And I TOTALLY LOVE Sunday’s Life newspaper, especially the comics strips section Muhahaha especially last Sunday’s one which was on 7th august…kekek because they were suanning on a certain music video, BUT AT LEAST it’s better than certain advertising they were showing for the past few weeks about a certain show call SHOOTING ***** ….not say I’m against the show or something, but the amount of advertising and the lousy advertising ideas made me simply dislike the show…then again, maybe they should call it SHOOTING DUCKS??&lt;br /&gt;LolXz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway my mom’s B-day was also on national day and we also celebrated it for her kekek Happy Bday Mom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-112367951995572433?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/112367951995572433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=112367951995572433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112367951995572433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112367951995572433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/08/yikes-kekek-time-for-me-to-update-abit.html' title=''/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-112367936932362506</id><published>2005-08-10T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T21:09:29.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/71/5874/640/SPH.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/71/5874/320/SPH.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lifestyle's comic on 7th august~!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-112367936932362506?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/112367936932362506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=112367936932362506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112367936932362506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112367936932362506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/08/lifestyles-comic-on-7th-august.html' title=''/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-112291338662806879</id><published>2005-08-02T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T00:23:06.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from lou gong to lou po (k)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each and everytime we kiss…&lt;br /&gt;I definitely WILL NOT!! Give it a miss =P&lt;br /&gt;And each and every hug,&lt;br /&gt;Always gives me sparks…&lt;br /&gt;I’m head over heels for you…&lt;br /&gt;And I know I ain’t the biggest fool =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never used to consider this much,&lt;br /&gt;Until your gentle finger’s touch…&lt;br /&gt;Though I may never seem to understand,&lt;br /&gt;But I’m trying the best I can…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You are a part of me…&lt;br /&gt;A part that can never leave…&lt;br /&gt;Even when I see the reflection of the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;Half of your face is what I see with mine together…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this article about this oldest living couple in the world…both above 100…and they’ve been married for 70+ years…and their secret to this is because of one simple thing… “ We never quarreled, we just discuss…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remembered this phrase deep in my heart…&lt;br /&gt;And I understood it part to part…&lt;br /&gt;So I’m saying this now&lt;br /&gt;That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; “ We never quarrel but we discuss,&lt;br /&gt;               Is what I love about us…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-112291338662806879?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/112291338662806879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=112291338662806879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112291338662806879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112291338662806879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/08/from-lou-gong-to-lou-po-k.html' title='from lou gong to lou po (k)'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-112139685998499736</id><published>2005-07-15T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T11:07:39.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MuHahahha =X</title><content type='html'>OMG!!! Guess what kekeke eh tks guys who tried helping kekek but no need le hehehe....i tuned on the radio last night since 1.30 am hoping to listen to the song i was finding so that i can SMS 98.7 FM then they can reply me back with the title of the song...btw if ya wanna find out the song they just played or something just SMS 987FM to 72346 heee... well back on, i wait and listen and waited till god knows what time but i guess i fell aslp and thus off the radio thinking that it's no use....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then guess what...this morning when i woke up and on the radio...GUESS WHAT!!!...IT'S THE SONG THAT I"M LOOKING FOR!!! MUhahahah!!! so i quickly SMS and got the song!!!!! YES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...can't wait to see my darling...kekke... i love you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-112139685998499736?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/112139685998499736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=112139685998499736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112139685998499736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112139685998499736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/07/muhahahha-x.html' title='MuHahahha =X'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-112132803849713752</id><published>2005-07-14T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T16:03:08.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I believe in securing the women of my dreams, before I can pursue my other goals in life because she IS my everything, my strength my support, the successful Woman that supports the back of a successful man. Because she allows me to give my best in everything I do and what I do, I feel that I have to grab her, secure her and never let her go, (in other words, book her kekeke…) That way in future, what ever I do I know that I’m giving my best and all I’ve got because it’s for her and our future…that is my way of life and my goal in life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Many others may think about being financially stable 1st before thinking about love, but I think other wise, because I believe love can create and give ya the most power and courage and energy…and with that, you will be able to earn what you want in life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yes…some people maybe thinking that love is like a double edge sword that gives ya strength and may hurt ya the most…but think about it…what’s life without it, what’s commitment without it? And what’s a family &amp;amp; friends without it…?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-112132803849713752?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/112132803849713752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=112132803849713752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112132803849713752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/112132803849713752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-believe-in-securing-women-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-111972016078655822</id><published>2005-06-26T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T01:29:40.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from me to you...</title><content type='html'>Update time~! Kekek hmm…first of all I just wanna say spending everyday with ya is the happiest time among the times I’ve lived through out…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oky hee watched A lot Like Love yesterday with darling. Hmm…the show’s not bad, quite funny kekeke ( I’d like to take the dessert picture with ya ) Oh and the show packs a lot of awesome songs kekeke like…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon Jovi – &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I’ll be there for you…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicago – &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you leave me now…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jet – &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hold on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some lyrics that I loved a lot from the songs…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ll be there for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;These five words I swear to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you breathe I want to be the air for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ll be there for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’d live and I’d die for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Steal the sun from the sky for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Words can’t say what a love can do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you leave me now, you’ll take away the biggest part of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No baby please don’t go...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you leave me now, you’ll take away the very heart of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No baby please don’t go...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A love like ours is love that’s hard to find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How could we let it slip away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We’ve come too far to leave it all behind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How could we end it all this way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When tomorrow comes we’ll both regret&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Things we said today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;When it’s hard to be yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It’s not to be someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Still everything’s so far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;That you forget where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;When all that you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;When all that you had don’t seem so much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;For you to hold onto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;For you to hold onto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah we both are really stubborn huh?? Kekeke but i realized we’re always stubborn in a funny way, and each and every time, we acknowledge each other’s practical and reasonable reasons…. guess that’s why we never had to argue with each other…decisions are never ever easy to make, but we know of a few points to base on…and one of them is each other’s happiness…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ I Love you…”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-111972016078655822?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/111972016078655822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=111972016078655822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111972016078655822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111972016078655822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/06/from-me-to-you.html' title='from me to you...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-111916443665614054</id><published>2005-06-19T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T15:00:36.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for my little elephant!~ (strictly!!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I breathe in the air you breath in…&lt;br /&gt;I live in the world you live in…&lt;br /&gt;My world is surrounded by images of you…&lt;br /&gt;They may seem like mirages…&lt;br /&gt;But it’s all so true…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve gotten on into a new world,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing of the dangers, hopes and fears,&lt;br /&gt;But I’m braving all the tears,&lt;br /&gt;And going all out to erase your fears…&lt;br /&gt;To create a world full of hope&lt;br /&gt;That will last as long as we hold…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-111916443665614054?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/111916443665614054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=111916443665614054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111916443665614054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111916443665614054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/06/for-my-little-elephant-strictly.html' title='for my little elephant!~ (strictly!!)'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-111916405953721718</id><published>2005-06-19T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T14:54:19.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 2...it never ends! =P</title><content type='html'>everytime when you think you have started to like someone,&lt;br /&gt;you’ll allow yourself to do the full plunge???&lt;br /&gt;Oh please I think you got a bump~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are waiting for a chance to strike??&lt;br /&gt;OH please, you are like houseflies on crap,&lt;br /&gt;Striking each and every time you can~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are just desperate,&lt;br /&gt;Too much to be so inconsiderate,&lt;br /&gt;And they act out soOO much,&lt;br /&gt;Only To try and gain people’s PITY and TRUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why bother making such a huge fuss&lt;br /&gt;When your head is nothing but dust!&lt;br /&gt;You can’t get what you want,&lt;br /&gt;Because you ain’t worth a plant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I may not be very good with words,&lt;br /&gt;But at least it’s better than your ass works!!&lt;br /&gt;And don worry about people worrying,&lt;br /&gt;Cause we all know you’re faking~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are crazy~!&lt;br /&gt;Just like no other,&lt;br /&gt;You are self-centered&lt;br /&gt;And…annd…&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm…I’m lost for words…ain’t really working out,&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can count!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-111916405953721718?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/111916405953721718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=111916405953721718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111916405953721718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111916405953721718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/06/part-2it-never-ends-p.html' title='part 2...it never ends! =P'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-111877290198060268</id><published>2005-06-15T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T13:56:07.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for once and for all...</title><content type='html'>The comments/speech below is seriously not for any b01’ners or assumptionknights just for some other people who knows who they are…who thinks they are some fairy tale character...which is an insult...to the fairy tale that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think some people just don’t know what they want at all…&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SERIOUSLY...PERIOD&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Keep saying they wanna find the one…but they themselves don’t know what they want and keep stepping onto other stones here and there stumbling and fumbling and hurting other people around…Worst! they just keep hanging on to the past…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and it gets better…yes it does… some people after watching mr &amp;amp; mrs smith ( sry I havn’t watched tt yet but soon ty.) apparently says they wanna get married or something…HELLO! Stop your stupid Crapping pls~! When you yourself is in a mess and in deep shit and HU HA – ing like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes…and all you ever do is complain this and that…Sessh~! For Christ’s sake Get a Real Life man…(though I don’t really know what a real life means, but at least I’m living better.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The below “rap” is for those who fall into the category above mentioned. tks to the show 8 mile. their rap rules man and Lob Thomas for helping out. Enjoy man..Dog! no tt's an insult to dog man...just enjoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You think you can get a life,&lt;br /&gt;By hooking up some guys,&lt;br /&gt;But all you ever get is ice,&lt;br /&gt;And you can’t even throw a dice&lt;br /&gt;And claim that ya wan some spice…&lt;br /&gt;OH pls Get A Life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that’s the end&lt;br /&gt;Then sorry it’s your end&lt;br /&gt;Because you don’t know what you want&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t give a damm phunk&lt;br /&gt;You don’t even know…&lt;br /&gt;Which goes to show…&lt;br /&gt;That you ain’t even worth a mole…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stop your HU HA-ing ,&lt;br /&gt;And get your stupid ass going,&lt;br /&gt;You are getting headaches&lt;br /&gt;Is because your heartaches&lt;br /&gt;And I think your brain is dead…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think about this shit…&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don’t give a damm about it…&lt;br /&gt;And HEY!…I QUIT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh and I did that in 20 seconds,&lt;br /&gt;Faster than your poop bends…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ps: this is an original done by me…so if you wanna use it…it’s copyright…oh why do I give a damm about copyright when ppl are using copyright…just inform.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-111877290198060268?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/111877290198060268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=111877290198060268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111877290198060268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111877290198060268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/06/for-once-and-for-all.html' title='for once and for all...'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-111873744496155368</id><published>2005-06-14T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T16:27:45.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHo HOoO!~</title><content type='html'>WHo HooOO~! kekek heard yesterday's perfect 10 by jamie yeo yesterday around 9.30?? she was playing howie day - collide...kekek guess who requested it~! MUhahah Yes me~! as it was a special day for my darling and us..as it's her 21st bday and our 2mth'versary, i msged jamie yeo to tell her abt this and play us the song ( without singing off our names.. -_- stupid me Muahah) hahaha and guess what keke she did man and she read out my msg and sang my darling a birthday song~! hahah *envious* mA~! lolXz =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekek i was told to keep that msg that i sent to jamie and keep i will kekek...oh no...i'm starting to sound like the start wars little green guy called obi-one (Orbi - gd) or something =X sry ppl kekek i never watched starwars so if i spelt wrong eh "pai say~!" kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lob Thomas~! comming soon....Live on LBN ( Lame Blog Network!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-111873744496155368?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/111873744496155368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=111873744496155368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111873744496155368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111873744496155368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/06/who-hooo.html' title='WHo HOoO!~'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-111825551084859276</id><published>2005-06-09T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T02:31:50.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARghH~!~!</title><content type='html'>ArghH~!~! help help~!~! MUhahah the super glue is burning my eyes and cracking up my nose~! it's sticking my fingers ToO~!~!.....a....g...h...h...z.z.z.z..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;watch out for LOb ThOmaS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;comming soOn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-111825551084859276?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/111825551084859276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=111825551084859276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111825551084859276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111825551084859276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/06/arghh.html' title='ARghH~!~!'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-111820439439175345</id><published>2005-06-08T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T12:21:44.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHhaa!!!!</title><content type='html'>Whhaaa!!! heee...sry ah...so long never up date le kekek =X been quite busy lately =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, to start off, i'd like to intro 2 quite new songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lucie Silvas --- Breath In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Corrinne May --- Save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Both songs pack quite a punch man~! so pls do try to find the song and listen to them =)&lt;br /&gt;If ya can't find them or don't know where to get them then ya can ask from me ya hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...i remembered there was this once when i was going to Causeway Point with darling...and we reached UT MRT station...then she said " VT MRT is next.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;almost fainted*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hahah Y?? hmm your'll should know ba...wat comes after U??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then at the shopping center, we came upon a U2 store...and the lame me thought of getting back at her kekek so i said....*drum roll~!~!.....*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;V2 "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUhahah anyway lame until cannot lame already kekek just too busy...wha month of june is really dead havoc....i have about 6 or 7 peeps birthday comming up on this month...* double faint* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ohh...lastly...going to do something....hopefully it'll be nice....i'll be posting the pics of it after i get it done..~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-111820439439175345?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/111820439439175345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=111820439439175345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111820439439175345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111820439439175345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/06/whhaa.html' title='WHhaa!!!!'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-111745170978962277</id><published>2005-05-30T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T19:18:08.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outdated~! Arghh~!</title><content type='html'>ermm...not really much time to update so kinda played this game which seems like everyone is playing hahha...i knw i knw i'm so outdated!! wells anyways i leave it to u guys to see if it's true abt me or not =P kekek...will try to update soon with some new stuffs or something keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What are you most afraid of? :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-111745170978962277?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/111745170978962277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=111745170978962277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111745170978962277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111745170978962277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/05/outdated-arghh.html' title='outdated~! Arghh~!'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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-9740652.post-111617087783797733</id><published>2005-05-15T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T23:32:21.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>away~!</title><content type='html'>Yikes~! going to genting with my darling and my relatives in about 7 hrs times and i havn't even packed my bag yet~!~! Yikes Yikes~! kekeke...won't be back till wedensday i think and donno wat time i'll be back in sg kekek...well i just wanna have fun there~! =0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from a friendly match between us RTC ( Raffles Town Club) VS SRCC ( Safara Resort Country Club) hahah super tiring but super fun...we all played 5 games each and there was about 30 of us players?? MUhahah...was totally fun and enriching...&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just 1 small incy wincy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tiny BIG thing that was missing...my darling wasn't there to support me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...so kinda performed below average -_-~! SiAnZ~! In the end we lost partly cause we were playing at their home ground this time and the game score was 1 - 1 as we won the previous match....hmm...they we're saying something about having another match soon, this time at neither of our home grounds to make it fair MUahhah donno if i want to play again or not hahah totally maxed out liaoz~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna enjoy my trip~! with my darling and ah bu =X kekeke...cya~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9740652-111617087783797733?l=diasvalentine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/feeds/111617087783797733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9740652&amp;postID=111617087783797733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111617087783797733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9740652/posts/default/111617087783797733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasvalentine.blogspot.com/2005/05/away.html' title='away~!'/><author><name>K0uGaR</name><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>
