<?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-8781990804021113670</id><updated>2011-07-09T00:56:45.600+08:00</updated><category term='The sweetest that causes pain'/><category term='Bloody.. Bloody.. Bloody..'/><category term='If you could be &quot;BAD&quot; and i shall be &quot;BETTER&quot;'/><category term='Tear me open'/><category term='I fell till the bottom of it..'/><title type='text'>There's just a shadow of a memory</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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understand me..&lt;br /&gt;Will knows..&lt;br /&gt;Am i really happy about the celebration..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it makes things clearer..&lt;br /&gt;That is, who is the person i can go to..&lt;br /&gt;And who are those that i won't goes to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the most beloved had turn down my 21st birthday celebration..&lt;br /&gt;If you had send message to me..&lt;br /&gt;Telling me you will made it up..&lt;br /&gt;Or saying you will have a belated celebration with me..&lt;br /&gt;Just save the the fuck up..&lt;br /&gt;Cos it never will comes..&lt;br /&gt;Even it will..&lt;br /&gt;Just fcuking save it till on the day of my funeral..&lt;br /&gt;Get that in mind beloved, you will be hated the most..&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your promises..&lt;br /&gt;Just keep it for yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why i really felt uncomfortable &amp;amp; irritated on that day..&lt;br /&gt;If you people had notice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time only started when everyone is gathering around..&lt;br /&gt;Singing the birthday songs..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing everyone's smiling faces..&lt;br /&gt;And when cutting the cake..&lt;br /&gt;Till then i know it is my birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only birthday wish was:&lt;br /&gt;Wishes my usual friend to find their love &amp;amp; love ones..&lt;br /&gt;I'm more then willing to pay off for staying single-hood life forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the only part, i remember the most..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else i could really remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing was never fun for me..&lt;br /&gt;It is the friends meeting me there that bright up my smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going club with a group of my usual friends &amp;amp; friend..&lt;br /&gt;Gave me a thought..&lt;br /&gt;As will it only happened only during my birthday..?&lt;br /&gt;But i think, is just more then enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making myself drunk is not what i wanted..&lt;br /&gt;The one who suffer i know it will still be me..&lt;br /&gt;No one would had seen me that drunk before..&lt;br /&gt;And that will always be the first &amp;amp; last..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wanted to..&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to enjoy myself..&lt;br /&gt;I felt really irritated..&lt;br /&gt;I don't felt myself..&lt;br /&gt;So i just kept drinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i still remember who had came to wish me happy birthday..&lt;br /&gt;And who came as say will meet me in the club..&lt;br /&gt;All this i remember..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know have i tears in the club..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tears typing each single words here..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why..&lt;br /&gt;It is really saddening my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had made my promise on my 21st birthday..&lt;br /&gt;I will leave or be away once after my birthday celebration..&lt;br /&gt;I had made up my mind..&lt;br /&gt;If you had seen me at somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;Just let me go the way i wanted to..&lt;br /&gt;Never to stop me, as i will never stop for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be using only one number..&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone have it..&lt;br /&gt;Even you do..&lt;br /&gt;Never try calling or sms me..&lt;br /&gt;You will never get what you wanted..&lt;br /&gt;That's my promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really do treat me as friend..&lt;br /&gt;If you respect me as friend..&lt;br /&gt;Just let me go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day, i will be back..&lt;br /&gt;For how long, i'm not sure..&lt;br /&gt;I can only say, when the time is right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here are the people i really wanted to thanks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*My family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*My usual friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jojo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wellness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Briano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kelvin L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiro F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eugene Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eugenia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adrian C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Xiao pei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alvin bin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joanne &amp;amp; Xiao Xin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weiwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah zai &amp;amp; bf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stanly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Specially Thanks To:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alvin Kino (My Boss)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finance(My Bossy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..LOVE ME &amp;amp; LET ME GO.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=Take care all my friends=&lt;br /&gt;The time will come &amp;amp; will prove..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Ng&lt;br /&gt;16-11-2009&lt;br /&gt;10.45pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Over~~'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-4478124710084199552</id><published>2009-11-14T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T13:36:03.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HappY BirthdaY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;=..HappY 21st Birthday..=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/Sv5A3-NApEI/AAAAAAAAAUA/-2AGJPlGsso/s1600-h/birthday-cakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/Sv5A3-NApEI/AAAAAAAAAUA/-2AGJPlGsso/s320/birthday-cakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403827933225722946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Birthday that is never in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;So looking forward in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;But seriously really am i..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow Loves&lt;br /&gt;14/11/2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-4478124710084199552?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/4478124710084199552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=4478124710084199552' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-4795402989072538699</id><published>2009-11-08T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T23:07:57.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Feeling Of Running Away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nothing really comes to my:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Interest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Concern..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Point of view..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Worry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burden..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or whatever that come to my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what is wrong with me..&lt;br /&gt;My mood is just going up or down anytime &amp;amp; anywhere..&lt;br /&gt;A little things would make me so angry that can kills..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little things include just seeing the faces i really hate..&lt;br /&gt;My mood swing is so power that..&lt;br /&gt;It can swing till i myself also don't know where it goes to..&lt;br /&gt;Many little things could just irritant me..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my imagination could run so wild..&lt;br /&gt;Until i'm smiling to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far i have not caught myself talking to myself..&lt;br /&gt;I know is not healthy, or others might hear you..&lt;br /&gt;I know, at least when i talk to "me" there's always no one around..&lt;br /&gt;Shall not say too much here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not lying..&lt;br /&gt;I have been hearing voices or noise..&lt;br /&gt;Which is not calling me..&lt;br /&gt;But it is attracting my attention..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i din really bother about it..&lt;br /&gt;But sometime it really scare the freak out of myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i would just stare into the mirror..&lt;br /&gt;Looking at myself..&lt;br /&gt;For how long i'm not sure..&lt;br /&gt;But whenever i see my mouth start to open &amp;amp; close..&lt;br /&gt;I know, i should stop staring in the mirror..&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know is he the one in the mirror i can talk to..&lt;br /&gt;It really confuse me most of the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got no one that i really want to go to..&lt;br /&gt;Is not that there's nobody i can go to..&lt;br /&gt;And i don't know why i got so concern..&lt;br /&gt;When the fcuking things is none of my concern..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i falling into depression..&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;I really got to surrender..&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling into loneliness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i just love my life now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing to commit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing to concern..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing to give or gain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover i had made my promise to himself..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna stay single..&lt;br /&gt;I won't let relationships attack me once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just one more week to my 21st birthday..&lt;br /&gt;It din really get me excited..&lt;br /&gt;It just kind of irritant me..&lt;br /&gt;Shall not say so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the world, just STFU-PLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JONATHAN OR ShaDow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He shall decide..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;08/11/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-8231011026703586405</id><published>2009-10-30T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T01:27:22.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Really Don't Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I Tears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I really don't know what is happening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;All the while I'm not happy at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Why am i still showing a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;happy fuck face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;JUST FUCK OFF&lt;br /&gt;I WILL FUCKING PROVE THAT YOU'RE WRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ShaDow FUCKIN HATES You&lt;br /&gt;30/10/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Know'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-2932358351035871451</id><published>2009-10-17T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T19:11:13.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I Deserve That When I'm Just A ShaDow Of You..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Can someone tell me why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Can someone give me an answer..&lt;br /&gt;Can someone explain to me why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the FCUK do i deserve that message from you..&lt;br /&gt;Is my honor..?&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a damn out of it..&lt;br /&gt;That message just kept going round &amp;amp; round in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i did was just a shadow of them &amp;amp; you yourself..&lt;br /&gt;Was i wrong..&lt;br /&gt;Or i'm the only one that is at fault..&lt;br /&gt;Others don't seem to have received that message..&lt;br /&gt;So should i appreciate or just don't give a damn..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, seriously nothing paid off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to mend the path..&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't know..&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know by asking you out could let you feel so shitty..&lt;br /&gt;It just knock me out seeing the message..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure, i have not done anything wrong..&lt;br /&gt;Or did i..&lt;br /&gt;Even if i did, does it mean you have to send those message..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just shock me with disappointment..&lt;br /&gt;As i say i won't bother you anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i mean it..&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow&lt;br /&gt;171009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/StmmGahLYHI/AAAAAAAAATw/Kw-pzuC0gfA/s1600-h/6209_127448647037_532632037_2986154_4854179_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/StmmGahLYHI/AAAAAAAAATw/Kw-pzuC0gfA/s320/6209_127448647037_532632037_2986154_4854179_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393524657880785010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-2932358351035871451?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/StmmGahLYHI/AAAAAAAAATw/Kw-pzuC0gfA/s72-c/6209_127448647037_532632037_2986154_4854179_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-7881290031722349223</id><published>2009-10-14T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:51:32.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's very very true everyone wears a mask..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It been some time since i update..&lt;br /&gt;Always wanted to, but when log in to blogger..&lt;br /&gt;I just simply log out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always good &amp;amp; bad i guess..&lt;br /&gt;But i always got attacked by the bad..&lt;br /&gt;My anger nowadays always turn me to be upset..&lt;br /&gt;I got upset real fast..&lt;br /&gt;What i could do was, go to my bed &amp;amp; sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't make me feels any better..&lt;br /&gt;Each day i got upset, i just went to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Each day i'm tired, i went to sleep too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyday i'm just tired of been upset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work doesn't stress me anymore..&lt;br /&gt;People are the one concerning..&lt;br /&gt;But now it don't come to my concern anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i really felt bad treating them in another way..&lt;br /&gt;After talking to my manager, i got her point..&lt;br /&gt;And she told me a lot too..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i think she is right..&lt;br /&gt;What for getting so angry &amp;amp; upset for..&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't paid off..&lt;br /&gt;So just don't bother..&lt;br /&gt;When the time comes, then they will get what they deserve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i still can't simply put a smile on my face..&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i try, i just look fake..&lt;br /&gt;So i would rather not..&lt;br /&gt;Time would build up i hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had really learn alot..&lt;br /&gt;Just by observing..&lt;br /&gt;Why people tend not to bother..&lt;br /&gt;Why people could still smile when in the wrong..&lt;br /&gt;There is still lots of why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply for just one reason..&lt;br /&gt;And that is why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, i had quit SMOKING~~!!&lt;br /&gt;No JOKE~~!!&lt;br /&gt;Will update again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow&lt;br /&gt;141009&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-7881290031722349223?l=shadow-memoirist.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-8781990804021113670.post-6771730339226640836</id><published>2009-09-22T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:09:00.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Know What Got Wrong Into Me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who could tell me what got wrong into me..?&lt;br /&gt;Who could tell me where my tears come from..?&lt;br /&gt;Who could tell me why are they falling..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this while you have been on my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Even in my dream..&lt;br /&gt;The last waterfall &amp;amp; drinks&lt;br /&gt;Got me spinning away thinking of you..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't bring myself to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't accept the facts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile looking at your pictures..&lt;br /&gt;I miss your voice..&lt;br /&gt;I tears after all my smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could i tell you that i miss you..&lt;br /&gt;Could i tell you i want to see you right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember, when i told you i miss you..&lt;br /&gt;There was no more reply from you..&lt;br /&gt;And is time to wake up for work..&lt;br /&gt;And that's in my dream..&lt;br /&gt;I cried so badly with the cigarette that stuff in my mouth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;And what if i tell you in reality.. &lt;br /&gt;Would you reject me on the spot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i wrong to fall for you..?&lt;br /&gt;Am i wrong to have a crush on you..?&lt;br /&gt;Is age gonna be a problem..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all is still gonna be a bad ending..&lt;br /&gt;The tears just won't go away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need someone to hold on to..&lt;br /&gt;Am i asking too much..&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be just a friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could someone tell me what to do..&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is never a good one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing more i wish to say..&lt;br /&gt;Cos after all i had say i think is still gonna be impossible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JNLK 230909&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-6771730339226640836?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/6771730339226640836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=6771730339226640836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/6771730339226640836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/6771730339226640836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-know-what-got-wrong-into-me.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know What Got Wrong Into Me..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-3961212207803684958</id><published>2009-08-23T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:56:37.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Love Was Just Like A Game..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If i was not the one who choose where to go..&lt;br /&gt;Then, i think, i won't be ended up here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SpFl-QlGYXI/AAAAAAAAATY/MEHEnMrv3dM/s1600-h/6332_142556122096_540727096_2971989_6352156_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SpFl-QlGYXI/AAAAAAAAATY/MEHEnMrv3dM/s320/6332_142556122096_540727096_2971989_6352156_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373187950706581874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;如果你不爱一个人, 请放手.&lt;br /&gt;好让别人有机会爱她.&lt;br /&gt;如果你爱的人放弃了你, 请放开自己.&lt;br /&gt;好让自己有机会爱别人.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有的东西你再喜欢也不会属于你的,&lt;br /&gt;有的东西你再留恋也注定要放弃的.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生中有许多种 .&lt;br /&gt;但别让自己为一种伤害.&lt;br /&gt;有些缘分是注定要失去的,&lt;br /&gt;有些缘分是永远都不会有好结果的,&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人不一定要拥有,&lt;br /&gt;但拥有一个人就一定要好好的去爱她.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人哭了是因为他真的爱了.&lt;br /&gt;女人哭了是因为她真的放弃了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果真诚是一种伤害, 我选择谎言;&lt;br /&gt;如果谎言一种伤害, 我选择沉默;&lt;br /&gt;如果沉默是一种伤害, 我选择离开.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果失去是苦，&lt;br /&gt;你怕不怕付出..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果迷乱是苦，&lt;br /&gt;你会不会选择结束..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果追求是苦，&lt;br /&gt;你会不会选择执迷不悟..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果分离是苦，&lt;br /&gt;你要向谁倾诉..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好多事情都是后来才看清楚,&lt;br /&gt;好多事情当时一点也不觉得苦.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SpFl-s_c-7I/AAAAAAAAATg/B9uogJcWy7g/s1600-h/6332_142556207096_540727096_2971990_3897221_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SpFl-s_c-7I/AAAAAAAAATg/B9uogJcWy7g/s320/6332_142556207096_540727096_2971990_3897221_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373187958333307826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AloNeLynEsS&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow&lt;br /&gt;AwaitInG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-3961212207803684958?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/3961212207803684958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=3961212207803684958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/3961212207803684958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/3961212207803684958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-love-was-just-like-game.html' title='If Love Was Just Like A Game..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SpFl-QlGYXI/AAAAAAAAATY/MEHEnMrv3dM/s72-c/6332_142556122096_540727096_2971989_6352156_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-7321915857732020367</id><published>2009-08-16T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T00:10:18.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sadness That Is Coming, which is hidden in myself..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After 7th days..&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting..&lt;br /&gt;But till now..&lt;br /&gt;There's  no news about you..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing from you..&lt;br /&gt;The silence cry in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;Somehow really breaking me down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the piano you had play for me..&lt;br /&gt;I miss lying on your bed seeing you playing the piano..&lt;br /&gt;I miss your voice, especially your singing..&lt;br /&gt;I miss sleeping beside you..&lt;br /&gt;I miss your everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really make me break into tears..&lt;br /&gt;I want you to be back..&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to be changed just for me..&lt;br /&gt;I want you who i had first known..&lt;br /&gt;I never needed anything but just you..&lt;br /&gt;You're just the one i needed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how long more i can hold on to it..&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to be back..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i was wrong..&lt;br /&gt;I said, i would wait for you..&lt;br /&gt;For months or years..&lt;br /&gt;Can i take my words back..&lt;br /&gt;All i needed is you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never needed you to be strong,&lt;br /&gt;Because i will be there for you..&lt;br /&gt;I needed you for pointing out my wrongs,&lt;br /&gt;Because whatever you had said, i would listen..&lt;br /&gt;I never needed pain, i never needed strain,&lt;br /&gt;Because i know you will never let me feels the pain or strain..&lt;br /&gt;My love for you was strong enough which you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no other way,&lt;br /&gt;I can get in contact with you..&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot for me to say..&lt;br /&gt;Which i had not tell you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i could do..&lt;br /&gt;Is just to wait..&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you to be back..&lt;br /&gt;My love for you will still be the same as we first met..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=AloNeLyNesS=&lt;br /&gt;=ShaDow=&lt;br /&gt;=17th Aug 2009=&lt;br /&gt;=Waiting for you my beloved=&lt;br /&gt;=An Jie=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-7321915857732020367?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/7321915857732020367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-8781990804021113670.post-4794796200631086395</id><published>2009-08-10T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T00:04:03.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Holding On..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Seeing everyone's blog stated 10th of Aug..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;So is the time i should update my blog too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my national day eve with JJ Laopo &amp;amp; Briano..&lt;br /&gt;Met Kimo and groups at bugis..&lt;br /&gt;It somehow low down my mood..&lt;br /&gt;Cos i know, i'm just been anti-social..&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to join them for some steamboat..&lt;br /&gt;But didn't feel so good..&lt;br /&gt;So i call JJ laopo..&lt;br /&gt;And he came down to meet me..&lt;br /&gt;We had our dinner at soupspoon..&lt;br /&gt;JJ Laopo order the same dish as we first had there..&lt;br /&gt;And is really nice..&lt;br /&gt;Mood was build up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which briano came..&lt;br /&gt;And bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing  for good...&lt;br /&gt;OR..&lt;br /&gt;Good for nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took cab to CV to meet Wellness laopo..&lt;br /&gt;As we going to Nicky's birthday chalet..&lt;br /&gt;Was a last minute chalet..&lt;br /&gt;But since we had nothing on, going there was fine too..&lt;br /&gt;Sitting there, chit-chatting was our usual routine..&lt;br /&gt;And and gossiping was our usual self..&lt;br /&gt;Was hungry and wellness laopo as usual cook for us..&lt;br /&gt;I love the chicken he had cook..&lt;br /&gt;And i ate about 5, if i'm to wrong..&lt;br /&gt;We slack there till 5 plus as JJ laopo was playing Majong..&lt;br /&gt;So we just self entertain there..&lt;br /&gt;Until when he finish his majong..&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to leave the chalet as JJ laopo is hungry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on national day i spent my whole day with JJ laopo..&lt;br /&gt;We had our lunch together &amp;amp; leave home..&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping..&lt;br /&gt;We both spent quite a lot..&lt;br /&gt;And we watched the fireworks together..&lt;br /&gt;That was the first lovely &amp;amp; sweet national day i had with JJ laopo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today..&lt;br /&gt;Was the sleep as you want day..&lt;br /&gt;Cos i slept almost the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing for today...&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The piano sound that caught my ears..&lt;br /&gt;The music that got my attention..&lt;br /&gt;The voice that melted my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet dreams that i had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no it is not..&lt;br /&gt;When i open both my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the piano, the music and the voice was still there..&lt;br /&gt;And it was you who is playing the piano..&lt;br /&gt;The song from the piano was so good that it brought me to sleep again..&lt;br /&gt;And the voice that really melted my heart woke me up..&lt;br /&gt;Water was collecting in my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;My heart started to ache..&lt;br /&gt;And tears started to fall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i close my eyes, the voice was still there..&lt;br /&gt;It really melts my heart seeing you playing the piano..&lt;br /&gt;Not any guys that played the piano would let me have this feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give you time to change..&lt;br /&gt;I would wait for you to be changed..&lt;br /&gt;I would do anything to just wait for you to be back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that day will surely arrive..&lt;br /&gt;I don't ask for much changes..&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to be you that is who i like..&lt;br /&gt;I don't care how long it take..&lt;br /&gt;Month or years..&lt;br /&gt;I will still be here waiting..&lt;br /&gt;I know that you won't be able to contact me..&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine with it..&lt;br /&gt;I don't ask for more..&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to be back soon safely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos i misses your voice..&lt;br /&gt;Misses your song..&lt;br /&gt;And misses the one who is playing the piano next to your bed..&lt;br /&gt;And you're the one who i miss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..AloNelYnEsS.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..ShaDow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..10th Aug 2009..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..Waiting For Your Return..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An Jie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;..You're the one, i'm waiting for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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On..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-5517642407219991621</id><published>2009-08-03T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:48:10.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alonelyness was just part of my full time job..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It been really awhile..&lt;br /&gt;Since i was lost in the internet world..&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming was what i always did..&lt;br /&gt;Hiding myself from everyone..&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;Hiding my emotion from Mary &amp;amp; my dad..&lt;br /&gt;Was a real difficult task..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working for a month..&lt;br /&gt;It didn't really bring me the enjoyment..&lt;br /&gt;It brought me with stress and unhappiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be socialize..&lt;br /&gt;I found myself being more &amp;amp; more anti-social towards everyone..&lt;br /&gt;And towards myself..&lt;br /&gt;To my own department colleague..&lt;br /&gt;I can swear that every sentence..&lt;br /&gt;Is not more then ten words..&lt;br /&gt;Unless it is work matters..&lt;br /&gt;And to other department..&lt;br /&gt;Not a single words was even spoken to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i don't really understand why people have to talk behind others back..&lt;br /&gt;If they have the guts to talk behind others back..&lt;br /&gt;Why not have alittle more guts to talk infront of that others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that God had given a mouth for everyone..&lt;br /&gt;To eat, to talk &amp;amp; suck cock..&lt;br /&gt;Then why not just talk infront then..&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i really felt like giving them a real tight slap..&lt;br /&gt;But i believe that my hands is not worth slapping them..&lt;br /&gt;Is more worth on jerking off..&lt;br /&gt;I really do have the urge to tape their mouth with masking tape..&lt;br /&gt;I know that's kinky, so i did not even try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had not been happy since the day i had work..&lt;br /&gt;Been alone was just part of my full time job..&lt;br /&gt;Everything had changed..&lt;br /&gt;I do envy my life in the past..&lt;br /&gt;Making friends was never bothering me in the past..&lt;br /&gt;I do regret sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;But i know that i was never wrong in this path..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home was another task for me again..&lt;br /&gt;I can't express my emotion..&lt;br /&gt;No matter how unhappy or sad i am..&lt;br /&gt;I will just say that, i'm fine..&lt;br /&gt;I know Mary &amp;amp; dad do really care..&lt;br /&gt;But i just don't want to upset them..&lt;br /&gt;And now that i know how hard their times was to provide us for everything..&lt;br /&gt;And because of that i promise myself not to break their heart..&lt;br /&gt;And stay on to the job..&lt;br /&gt;I do have the urge to leave the job..&lt;br /&gt;And i know i can't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do break into tears at times..&lt;br /&gt;But who knows about it..&lt;br /&gt;Only myself..&lt;br /&gt;Once again, i had keep every single thing to myself..&lt;br /&gt;It is really hard, if anyone understand what i'm trying to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day, you came to me..&lt;br /&gt;Telling me not to leave you..&lt;br /&gt;You will always be by my side..&lt;br /&gt;You asked me to promise you..&lt;br /&gt;Promise you, not to keep everything to myself..&lt;br /&gt;And i did..&lt;br /&gt;You was always by my side..&lt;br /&gt;I felt the warm &amp;amp; love from you..&lt;br /&gt;I had never expected this to happen..&lt;br /&gt;We had all our meal together everyday..&lt;br /&gt;When i wanted to tell you, i love you..&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes and is time to wake up for work..&lt;br /&gt;I really broke into tears at that time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it really bring my day down to everything..&lt;br /&gt;Totally had no mood to work..&lt;br /&gt;But because of some reason, i still have to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It been really hard for me..&lt;br /&gt;Countless of breaking in tears..&lt;br /&gt;Uncontrolled emotion..&lt;br /&gt;Alonelyness was what i'm facing..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing matters as much as you..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing makes me cares much..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing was bothering..&lt;br /&gt;Because nothing was done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopping here might be good for me..&lt;br /&gt;It might be a breaking down point..&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matters if i had climb out from the breaking point..&lt;br /&gt;It might be a point for me to keep dreaming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Alonelynes$..&lt;br /&gt;..ShaDoW..&lt;br /&gt;..030809.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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time job..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-1037539241235317261</id><published>2009-06-22T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:41:11.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it once again, not infront of everyone but alone to myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I felt broken hearted..&lt;br /&gt;I felt the pain..&lt;br /&gt;I felt hope but was destroyed..&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what ShaDow still loves you once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow &amp;amp; yoU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-1037539241235317261?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/1037539241235317261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=1037539241235317261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/1037539241235317261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/1037539241235317261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-did-it-once-again-not-infront-of.html' title='I did it once again, not infront of everyone but alone to myself'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-3300295089143302276</id><published>2009-06-12T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T20:43:37.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want Nobody But You..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;I miss you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;But i'm Sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;ShaDow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-3300295089143302276?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/3300295089143302276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=3300295089143302276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/3300295089143302276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/3300295089143302276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-nobody-but-you.html' title='I Want Nobody But You..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-8893081916391983006</id><published>2009-06-05T01:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T02:03:07.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reality That Kills</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;我有你拿也拿不走的旧回忆, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;我可以一个人安静的忘记你, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;我恨你最后那一句,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;我恨我爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Time was never meant for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;What over is over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;I got no chance to meant it back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Patient was just nothing but a word..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Love was never meant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Mistake is all i could made..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Thats your decision..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Let me be alone for the rest of life then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-8893081916391983006?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/8893081916391983006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><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-8781990804021113670.post-5442760492271615463</id><published>2009-06-01T23:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T02:23:22.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is back aGain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The mask i used to wear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm going to wear it again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SiQDL5Dt_0I/AAAAAAAAATI/wxYCpNdys_4/s1600-h/3008069930_d6d0612447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SiQDL5Dt_0I/AAAAAAAAATI/wxYCpNdys_4/s320/3008069930_d6d0612447.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342398560798113602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Concealing myself was never a difficult task..&lt;br /&gt;It is just as easy as natural..&lt;br /&gt;Is never too hard &amp;amp; always easy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who knows me well, i guess you all had notice it..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why people call me "dao"..&lt;br /&gt;When i'm just concealing myself..&lt;br /&gt;Never been plastic nor drama when i conceal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i din answer you doesn't mean i'm "dao"..&lt;br /&gt;Cos i just din hear you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i don even bother to look at you..&lt;br /&gt;Den you could just ignore me..&lt;br /&gt;Is either you had made me feel disgusted or irritating..&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have my point by doing things..&lt;br /&gt;I don't do things that i don't like &amp;amp; i do things that i like..&lt;br /&gt;And of cos it apply to all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess no one knows what i'm trying to say..&lt;br /&gt;Cos i don't know it too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress, disappointment, job &amp;amp; money have all come to an issue to me..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, really don't know what the shit have i done..&lt;br /&gt;I had do this &amp;amp; do that just to improve myself..&lt;br /&gt;But all the hopes that i had put in, i guess it is just empty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had given up a little..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; had given up on all the hopes i had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had try all ways &amp;amp; everything that i could..&lt;br /&gt;But i don't know what had gone wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to cares whoever comes &amp;amp; goes..&lt;br /&gt;Whoever wish to come just come as you want..&lt;br /&gt;Whoever wish to go make sure you bring back every shit you had done before you go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is imperfect..&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to add a little perfect to everyone to make them all perfect..&lt;br /&gt;And i think that's the biggest shit that i had done wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what i'm not gonna feel sad about "them"..&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me as you want..&lt;br /&gt;Hug me as you want..&lt;br /&gt;Who the shit you think i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time when you see me..&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i will even look into you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FCUK OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're clever enough..&lt;br /&gt;But i think is hard for you all..&lt;br /&gt;As you all are so looking forward to get the *STAR* Award for yourself..&lt;br /&gt;So i guess it will be real hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i think i should not blog much..&lt;br /&gt;Is time for me to rehearse..&lt;br /&gt;Cos everyone including me is selfish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SiQabtewLWI/AAAAAAAAATQ/sGk4lWtt6Fw/s1600-h/111549343_19f1b46e4c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SiQabtewLWI/AAAAAAAAATQ/sGk4lWtt6Fw/s320/111549343_19f1b46e4c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342424121335623010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="profile_status"&gt;You all can say whatever you like.&lt;br /&gt;Its your mouth, I wont restrict ur freedom.&lt;br /&gt;People believes u cos of your 'innocent-looking' MASK that u wear&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the naive act that u play.&lt;br /&gt;It's okay, coz i portrays my Genuine-self.&lt;br /&gt;The truth will eventually come to light one day.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, beware of rotting maggots in your mouth at nite.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they taste sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow &amp;amp; we3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-5442760492271615463?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/5442760492271615463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=5442760492271615463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/5442760492271615463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/5442760492271615463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-back-again.html' title='Is back aGain...'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SiQDL5Dt_0I/AAAAAAAAATI/wxYCpNdys_4/s72-c/3008069930_d6d0612447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-5375323899355944161</id><published>2009-05-15T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T01:38:39.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Into</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Emotion BreakDown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can lead the way for me..&lt;br /&gt;Who can hold onto me and bring me through..&lt;br /&gt;Who could be there to help me till i really make it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just A Loser..&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone, when i say..&lt;br /&gt;Leave Me Alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow &amp;amp; w3E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-5375323899355944161?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/5375323899355944161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=5375323899355944161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All along i know what i'm doing..&lt;br /&gt;The feeling was never right..&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care..&lt;br /&gt;I know, i'm stupid..&lt;br /&gt;But in fact i do care alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe is because i cared too much..&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i lose to the game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try real hard not to bother about it..&lt;br /&gt;But it seems really too "plastic"..&lt;br /&gt;And i really do find it too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never think of winning the game..&lt;br /&gt;Cos i knew, i was in the wrong point..&lt;br /&gt;I'm really at the lost point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I though, alcohol could bring my mind away..&lt;br /&gt;But ended up it make me focus on what i'm thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i going to conceal one more time..&lt;br /&gt;Trying real hard not to conceal my feeling &amp;amp; emotion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time i think i got to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it, when i know what i'm doing was wrong &amp;amp; i still did it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow &amp;amp; wE3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-2532342125174066347?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/2532342125174066347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=2532342125174066347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/2532342125174066347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/2532342125174066347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-was-never-right-i-knew-it-all.html' title='The Feeling Was Never Right &amp; i Knew It All Along..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-4940314945227412135</id><published>2009-04-26T20:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:16:50.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SfSGzF1coBI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CcLNFmT2buA/s1600-h/z13331436.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SfSGzF1coBI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CcLNFmT2buA/s320/z13331436.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329032471383941138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The feeling of missing..&lt;br /&gt;Is making my mind wondering all around..&lt;br /&gt;The place, I'm thinking..&lt;br /&gt;Is not where i belong to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the heart to give up..&lt;br /&gt;But i had let it all go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking &amp;amp; thinking non-stop..&lt;br /&gt;Just can't make my mind stable..&lt;br /&gt;Had a lot to let it out..&lt;br /&gt;But is still best for me to keep it hidden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i a good liar..&lt;br /&gt;Did i lie too much..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i start to believe my own lies..&lt;br /&gt;It worries me a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes when i say..&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine..&lt;br /&gt;I just want someone to look in my eyes &amp;amp; say..&lt;br /&gt;"tell the truth"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things just look too dramatics ..&lt;br /&gt;I think, everyone deserve to be in part of the *Stars* Award..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the world comes to reality..&lt;br /&gt;I believe not everyone could take it..&lt;br /&gt;Cos i'm one of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had given myself two days of full rest..&lt;br /&gt;But it just don't get me any better..&lt;br /&gt;It just let me had a feeling of something is not right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every once in awhile..&lt;br /&gt;I will always have this feeling..&lt;br /&gt;And it is always right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not thinking too much..&lt;br /&gt;But looking at everything it just make me think of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try living in my own..&lt;br /&gt;But sometime things around irritant me a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day..&lt;br /&gt;When i say leave me alone..&lt;br /&gt;Please do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SfSIXqXkUkI/AAAAAAAAATA/0JYjdsYMfKQ/s1600-h/uv6BfwBH9RmSs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SfSIXqXkUkI/AAAAAAAAATA/0JYjdsYMfKQ/s320/uv6BfwBH9RmSs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329034199177646658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ShaDow &amp;amp; weE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't ask me what happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When i will always say i'm fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-4940314945227412135?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/4940314945227412135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=4940314945227412135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/4940314945227412135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/4940314945227412135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2009/04/missing.html' title='Missing..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SfSGzF1coBI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CcLNFmT2buA/s72-c/z13331436.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-7132649425183912858</id><published>2009-04-17T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:30:07.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>外面下着雨犹如我心血在滴</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This shall be the last post for the time being..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think, i really needed some time to clam myself down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview today was quite smooth..&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time I'm having much confident in myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darlin boi went with me..&lt;br /&gt;And i'm sorry to had let you waited for so long..&lt;br /&gt;After which we went to far east plaza..&lt;br /&gt;Darlin boi went to get his gucci pouch..&lt;br /&gt;We went for our lunch at pizza hut..&lt;br /&gt;As i had long for pizza hut..&lt;br /&gt;Darlin boi got for me a polo t-shirt..&lt;br /&gt;And we wanted to go for shopping again..&lt;br /&gt;But caicai kept rushing me..&lt;br /&gt;So went to meet them..&lt;br /&gt;When darlin boi left, i message him..&lt;br /&gt;I told him, i'm very happy but don't know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met caicai &amp;amp; co at Chinese garden..&lt;br /&gt;Heading our ways to jurong swimming pool..&lt;br /&gt;But damn it, is temp close..&lt;br /&gt;So we head to clementi pool..&lt;br /&gt;Had lots of fun there..&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed myself with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had plan for tomorrow which is later..&lt;br /&gt;Plan to go JB &amp;amp; enjoy ourselves..&lt;br /&gt;Was really looking forward to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When going back..&lt;br /&gt;I saw two missed call from my dad..&lt;br /&gt;Was wondering why he called..&lt;br /&gt;As i had told him i'm going out..&lt;br /&gt;Before i call my dad..&lt;br /&gt;I saw the message in my the other phone from my sis..&lt;br /&gt;Telling me grandma had passed away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just too damn shock to even react..&lt;br /&gt;That was too sudden, i had not even prepared for it..&lt;br /&gt;Mary had always ask me to go along with them to see grandma..&lt;br /&gt;But as always i can't get to wake up early..&lt;br /&gt;And one fine day i finally went down with them..&lt;br /&gt;My tears almost roll down from my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing grandma had lost lots of weight..&lt;br /&gt;And she can't even eat..&lt;br /&gt;At that time my heart really ache..&lt;br /&gt;And that was the only time i went to see her..&lt;br /&gt;Even though she cant talk..&lt;br /&gt;But she knows that i was there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just controlling myself..&lt;br /&gt;Tears only start falling from my eyes when i'm typing all this..&lt;br /&gt;When young grandma really dote on all of us..&lt;br /&gt;But as time goes by..&lt;br /&gt;I think people from my aunt side had really broke her heart..&lt;br /&gt;Regarding all of my grandma saving..&lt;br /&gt;I wish people who had taken her money will suffer ten time even worst..&lt;br /&gt;My aunt should be shaking legs happily at home ba..&lt;br /&gt;That was her wish telling everyone why she still live till so old..&lt;br /&gt;Faster leave and they won't be having much trouble..&lt;br /&gt;Telling everyone was fine..&lt;br /&gt;But she was telling everyone on the very first fucking day of CNY..&lt;br /&gt;And was infront of my grandma..&lt;br /&gt;How i wish tomorrow funeral was her in the picture..&lt;br /&gt;So i could enjoy myself in JB..&lt;br /&gt;I believed what come around goes around..&lt;br /&gt;Your two son soon will be repaying everything to you..&lt;br /&gt;Just prepare to received it ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/Sedl6hDCCYI/AAAAAAAAASw/bSn9tl55z74/s1600-h/IMG_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/Sedl6hDCCYI/AAAAAAAAASw/bSn9tl55z74/s320/IMG_1102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325337140366805378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the one and only picture i had with my grandma..&lt;br /&gt;If we had not taken this picture..&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how am i going to have one out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;font-size:130%;" &gt;蓝色的街灯&lt;br /&gt;明灭在街头&lt;br /&gt;独自对窗&lt;br /&gt;凝望月色&lt;br /&gt;星星在闪耀&lt;br /&gt;我在流泪&lt;br /&gt;没人知道我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;font-size:130%;" &gt;突然发现站了好久 &lt;br /&gt;不知道要往哪走 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;font-size:130%;" &gt;再多人陪只会更寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;font-size:130%;" &gt;好多好多的话想对你说 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-style: italic;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rest in peace ah ma.. u'll always be loved n remembered by me in my heart forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;16-04-2009&lt;br /&gt;The day that i don't want it to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-7132649425183912858?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/7132649425183912858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=7132649425183912858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7132649425183912858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;我需要的平静&lt;br /&gt;是敢回头看曾经&lt;br /&gt;那些为爱患得患失的情景&lt;br /&gt;我选择忘记&lt;br /&gt;曾经我放纵享受&lt;br /&gt;到最后无处解脱&lt;br /&gt;越心痛就越快乐&lt;br /&gt;越想快乐越寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;海一望无际&lt;br /&gt;看不见终点在哪里&lt;br /&gt;深邃又吸引&lt;br /&gt;我的心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;也许明天&lt;br /&gt;没有谁&lt;br /&gt;陪我走过&lt;br /&gt;潮起潮落&lt;br /&gt;也许明天&lt;br /&gt;还有你&lt;br /&gt;陪我开始&lt;br /&gt;直到最后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;海一望无际&lt;br /&gt;我在浪里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许明天&lt;br /&gt;只有你&lt;br /&gt;我的明天&lt;br /&gt;也许明天&lt;br /&gt;没有谁&lt;br /&gt;陪我走过&lt;br /&gt;潮起潮落&lt;br /&gt;也许明天&lt;br /&gt;我还有你&lt;br /&gt;陪我开始&lt;br /&gt;直到最后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许明天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don know why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The feeling is getting me stronger..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stronger from running away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The two person i'm closer with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somehow i had felt the plastic-ness in them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It kind of upset me a lot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything i had done, i don't ask for anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it seem that i must be there to help..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;During the car trip, i always felt lost..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I got the rush to run away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I felt being used..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The name that i was called, i don't mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you all just use me as what was the name called..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I told myself not to be angry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I told myself not to be upset..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But everything just seems to be so hurting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I always felt left out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It make me have the thinking that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm always the one doing more then you all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But i was always the last one to received everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not asking for any credits..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything i did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I realize something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone will only keep the good ones for themselves.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;给我一个空间 没有人走过 感觉到自己被冷落&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;给我一段时间 没有人曾经爱过 再一次体会寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾经爱过却要分手 为何相爱不能相守 到底为什么&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早知如此 何必开始 欢笑以后代价就是冷漠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;既然说过深深爱我 为何又要离我远走 海誓山盟抛在脑后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早知如此 何必开始 我还是原来的我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;给我一个空间 没有人走过 感觉那心灵的伤口&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;给我一段时间 勇敢的面对寂寞 再一次开始生活&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s : Don't ask me why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't ask me what happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only ask me why if you really want to see me even more upset..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow &amp;amp; weE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-3231351611438495694?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/3231351611438495694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=3231351611438495694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;2 more Days to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;YOU'RE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;MISS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;BY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;DARLIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;BOI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;ShaDow &amp;amp; weE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-8155850636518884327?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/8155850636518884327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=8155850636518884327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/8155850636518884327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/8155850636518884327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2009/03/youre-badly-missed-by-shadow.html' title='You&apos;re badly missed by ShaDow'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-2849411164465576987</id><published>2009-03-12T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:00:29.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The simple life &amp; the simple love that i had..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Am here to update my blog for my darlin boi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Had been spending my days with him..&lt;br /&gt;And we had been watching quite a few movie..&lt;br /&gt;Even if not with him..&lt;br /&gt;All my message are still from him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darlin boi came over my house on monday..&lt;br /&gt;And we spend the night together..&lt;br /&gt;In between we went to bugis..&lt;br /&gt;And finally I HAD my contact lenses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SbktgBK10xI/AAAAAAAAASo/4eKJXYvPcp8/s1600-h/EviL+ShaDow066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SbktgBK10xI/AAAAAAAAASo/4eKJXYvPcp8/s320/EviL+ShaDow066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312327263553180434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wahahah..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy..lol&lt;br /&gt;And darlin was the one who teach me how to wear and remove..&lt;br /&gt;Lucky now manage to do it my own le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday evening..&lt;br /&gt;Went over to meet laopo, baobao, alvin, xm and panjang..&lt;br /&gt;Did enjoy myself..&lt;br /&gt;But somehow my mood got swing all around..&lt;br /&gt;What we do was sit &amp;amp; wait..&lt;br /&gt;Dorts..&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is..&lt;br /&gt;Only i know it myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well today met up with darlin boi..&lt;br /&gt;We went to the IT fair..&lt;br /&gt;And OMG it was "People mountain, people sea.." lol&lt;br /&gt;Well just had to tell myself because this is SINGAPORE...lol&lt;br /&gt;Darlin went to look for his friend too..&lt;br /&gt;What i can say was her friend so cute..&lt;br /&gt;So shock to see me so tall..haha&lt;br /&gt;Then noti darlin boi go change subject..&lt;br /&gt;haha..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was burberry sales too..&lt;br /&gt;But it just seems like some pasar malam..&lt;br /&gt;And seeing children clawing here and there, like no one kids..&lt;br /&gt;It just prove that their parent are SINGAPOREAN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which we went over to chinatown..&lt;br /&gt;And we had our dessert..&lt;br /&gt;We had the mango sago and dumpling&lt;br /&gt;Not forget the lots &amp;amp; lots &amp;amp; lots of sugar..&lt;br /&gt;Only darlin boi know..&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really make my days..&lt;br /&gt;Love you my darlin boi..&lt;br /&gt;Will wait for your return from china..&lt;br /&gt;Buy lots &amp;amp; lots of stuff for me ar..&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. just kidding..&lt;br /&gt;Miss you lots..&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy yourself ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow &amp;amp; weE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-2849411164465576987?l=shadow-memoirist.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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SbktgBK10xI/AAAAAAAAASo/4eKJXYvPcp8/s72-c/EviL+ShaDow066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-9148850825771265016</id><published>2009-03-01T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:12:52.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27th Feb 2009, the day that mark on my calendar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;The week that pass..&lt;br /&gt;I had enjoyed myself&lt;br /&gt;Well, things changes a little..&lt;br /&gt;As i know, nothing would always remain the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my darling boi..&lt;br /&gt;Things clicks quite well..&lt;br /&gt;Had our movie..&lt;br /&gt;Slacking around at town..&lt;br /&gt;And met up with weiwen..&lt;br /&gt;We went to had tuo huay..&lt;br /&gt;And headed back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went club as usual..&lt;br /&gt;Ah lian was drunk..&lt;br /&gt;And waited for ah lian to wake up..&lt;br /&gt;If not no one can drive, haha&lt;br /&gt;Don't drink so much le la hor..&lt;br /&gt;Why let yourself suffer while he is enjoying life out there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was nuan-ing the whole day at home..&lt;br /&gt;I need to catch up with my sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;That all ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ShaDow &amp;amp; Wee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Opps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muack c:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-9148850825771265016?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-8781990804021113670.post-392535537053091178</id><published>2009-02-27T02:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T03:36:25.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Feeling Was Always Right..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;It been so long since i had update my blog..&lt;br /&gt;My last post was on valentine day..&lt;br /&gt;Well i had really enjoyed my days with Laopo..&lt;br /&gt;Was not home for more then a week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for shows, club and doing praying thingys..&lt;br /&gt;I had learn a lot from it..&lt;br /&gt;I had seen too much..&lt;br /&gt;Now that i understand what he had been always telling me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i know who is good &amp;amp; whose not..&lt;br /&gt;Whatever good or bad i had to accept it..&lt;br /&gt;Is really time to talk less &amp;amp; listen more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i could tell who are real &amp;amp; who are not..&lt;br /&gt;Slowly is time for me to put those so called not real into my recycle bin..&lt;br /&gt;Is no use keeping them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is really so easy for you to say whatever you wanted to..&lt;br /&gt;But it is always so difficult to forget what others had said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true concern, i know are from who..&lt;br /&gt;And those "concern" thus i guess you can just save your breathe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i guess, i'm just a good liar..&lt;br /&gt;Cos even friend that i called friend don't have the trust in me..&lt;br /&gt;I told you tomorrow we still have to do it..&lt;br /&gt;And yet you can call me..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking first things from your fucking mouth was:&lt;br /&gt;Today really still doing..&lt;br /&gt;I swear, if i could put my hand into the phone..&lt;br /&gt;I would give you some tight slap..&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i had really joke too much..&lt;br /&gt;Shall i just take my mask off my face..&lt;br /&gt;Being not me was a real hard task for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should look at everything with a different angle now..&lt;br /&gt;Regarding good or bad..&lt;br /&gt;I really hate knowing so much of things..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;I hate hearing things that i don't know too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to be in the dark forever..&lt;br /&gt;Knowing so much doesn't make me to be the king or queen..&lt;br /&gt;It only worsen me..&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live in my own heaven..&lt;br /&gt;I know it is just too silly of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is so easy for me to just change my name..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it is really hard for me to change myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finding the masterpiece of myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ShaDow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-392535537053091178?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/392535537053091178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=392535537053091178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/392535537053091178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/392535537053091178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-feeling-was-always-right.html' title='My Feeling Was Always Right..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-7899951661243769659</id><published>2009-02-14T06:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T06:21:01.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somehow..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Somehow i miss you..&lt;br /&gt;But i don't know..&lt;br /&gt;Don't know whether i'm missing you or him..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the "you" izzit really you..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the "him" izzit" really him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are not possible..&lt;br /&gt;I know it..&lt;br /&gt;And i had accept it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept telling myself..&lt;br /&gt;No matter what i had somehow stepped back..&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to have any misunderstanding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy the way i am now..&lt;br /&gt;But the facts is i just couldn't take it..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is making me to look back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If given a chance..&lt;br /&gt;I believe , i would say no..&lt;br /&gt;But that was not from my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't i just be myself..&lt;br /&gt;A sudden of loneliness brought a sudden of fear to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i misses you so much when im feeling real down..&lt;br /&gt;Is this the return i always have to take it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm prepared for it..&lt;br /&gt;But the pain was still there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had heard of it..&lt;br /&gt;I kept holding on to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hided all my emotions to myself..&lt;br /&gt;It only make me feel worst when i'm home alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living all by myself now..&lt;br /&gt;I want to build up everything that i had lost..&lt;br /&gt;I have to prove it..&lt;br /&gt;For how long, i had no idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had given up what i had always wanted..&lt;br /&gt;The thousand dreams i had, i no longer ask for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14-02-09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love was never for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy valentine day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ShaDow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='Somehow..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-4474959902843113443</id><published>2009-02-11T05:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T05:13:13.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我恨我爱你</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;苦笑的脸忙而累&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;该醒的时候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;我却还想醉 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;最后只有往幸福门外退&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;一碰就痛一想就悲 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;冲掉心中爱的馀味再活一遍 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;那种人不值得留恋 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;那些爱拖一天错一天 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;相爱的情歌你听不厌 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;相仇的局面你又躲不远 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;你步步的往自由门外退 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;爱不爱我已经没关系  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;一点小伤而已  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;都怪我太不争气  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;我恨我爱你  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;只是因为你是你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;没关系…  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;我有你拿也拿不走的旧回忆  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;我可以一个人安静的忘记你  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;我恨你最后那一句  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;ShaDow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我恨我爱你&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-4474959902843113443?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/4474959902843113443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=4474959902843113443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/4474959902843113443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/4474959902843113443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='我恨我爱你'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-6038016499293976291</id><published>2009-02-04T00:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T02:31:57.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hearted..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I had long knew it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;But giving up was never in my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SYiA-yVR9PI/AAAAAAAAASY/03XwuectP6o/s1600-h/EviL+ShaDow159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SYiA-yVR9PI/AAAAAAAAASY/03XwuectP6o/s320/EviL+ShaDow159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298626777752663282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Lost in the mirror..&lt;br /&gt;I no longer see myself..&lt;br /&gt;Been attacked down..&lt;br /&gt;I had surrender to myself..&lt;br /&gt;The game is over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i have to do is to forget how much i love him..&lt;br /&gt;All i have to do is to put my love one side..&lt;br /&gt;Tell myself is over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is easy..&lt;br /&gt;I try to forget how much i love him..&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams..&lt;br /&gt;Slowly it disappear..&lt;br /&gt;I cannot forget..&lt;br /&gt;Tell me it was not real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is like what i say..&lt;br /&gt;My heart will never stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now..&lt;br /&gt;All i have to do is pretend i never knew you..&lt;br /&gt;The little things that happen..&lt;br /&gt;It stab into my heart..&lt;br /&gt;Is not going to be real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to forget..&lt;br /&gt;It just broke me into tears..&lt;br /&gt;Acting strong..&lt;br /&gt;It just bring myself down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was never easy to act..&lt;br /&gt;It was never easy to be strong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since it happened..&lt;br /&gt;I knew it..&lt;br /&gt;I knew it all along..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was never me..&lt;br /&gt;It was never me you once had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many..&lt;br /&gt;Too many of it just bring me heartache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look into your eyes..&lt;br /&gt;It makes me go round my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Too lost in myself..&lt;br /&gt;I had no longer know who myself is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing my mind..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i'm doing..&lt;br /&gt;I'm going weak..&lt;br /&gt;And had put in the wrong feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew what i'm doing..&lt;br /&gt;But i really don't know what i'm thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If love could means everything..&lt;br /&gt;I think, i will not be living in my own shadow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my life now..&lt;br /&gt;But i love my life before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had heard of it..&lt;br /&gt;Will it remind you of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living alone now..&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of what i had..&lt;br /&gt;Is just a shell i had..&lt;br /&gt;Living in it, is gave me secure..&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless it had never given what i wanted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on to it..&lt;br /&gt;I know, i was just living in lies everyday..&lt;br /&gt;I had never ask..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It don't seem important anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I had never felt this way before..&lt;br /&gt;Everything i do is just for you..&lt;br /&gt;Do you see how much i need you right now..&lt;br /&gt;I bet, i was just dreaming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand dreams i still believed..&lt;br /&gt;I know, i still have to live in reality..&lt;br /&gt;I had never thought of running away from you..&lt;br /&gt;Cos i was just running away from myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night is getting longer..&lt;br /&gt;I can't get myself to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;I had surrender everything..&lt;br /&gt;I wish to you, i know it can't feel it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that i had say now..&lt;br /&gt;It won't be counted in it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now..&lt;br /&gt;I had given up..&lt;br /&gt;I surrender myself..&lt;br /&gt;Love was never for me..&lt;br /&gt;There was so much in life..&lt;br /&gt;I can't find a way to have my lovable path..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it all be ended here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SYiKQ5H3ukI/AAAAAAAAASg/DICNWXrpAUU/s1600-h/EviL+ShaDow158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SYiKQ5H3ukI/AAAAAAAAASg/DICNWXrpAUU/s320/EviL+ShaDow158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298636984417761858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only door left for me..&lt;br /&gt;Let me in, and live in the shadow of myself..&lt;br /&gt;The reality that i can't face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you all had ever notice with the pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.ShaDow..&lt;br /&gt;..SURRENDER..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;THE REALITY THAT WAS NEVER REAL&lt;&lt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;那是才开始认识你的日子&lt;br /&gt;我重复想着简讯里写的句子&lt;br /&gt;假如你是我等待的爱情故事&lt;br /&gt;我希望每页都有你的名字&lt;br /&gt;两个人陌生认识爱&lt;br /&gt;不是个孤独的字&lt;br /&gt;有些话想几千次&lt;br /&gt;对你想说些什么&lt;br /&gt;但是我没办法解释&lt;br /&gt;爱是个有你才完美的故事&lt;br /&gt;我们从以前走到永远为止&lt;br /&gt;因为你有一种很单纯的样子所以让明天忽然那么真实&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-6038016499293976291?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/6038016499293976291/comments/default' title='Post 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-4369081581623909799</id><published>2009-01-30T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:32:44.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>那次流過的淚,讓我學習到..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;我突然感觉什么都已经无所谓了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;No Status&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;29/01/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;ShaDow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-4369081581623909799?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/4369081581623909799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=4369081581623909799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/4369081581623909799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/4369081581623909799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='那次流過的淚,讓我學習到..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-8975245329006333957</id><published>2009-01-28T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:47:43.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just needed alittle more..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Looking Back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;It seems to hurt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;Is the begining of a new year..&lt;br /&gt;And Chinese new Year had seem to be over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day before went over to Play..&lt;br /&gt;Standing at the dance floor for 3 hours..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing people enjoying..&lt;br /&gt;But i just can't seem to find the enjoyment..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing people with their love ones..&lt;br /&gt;Standing there, i really don't know what i'm doing nor what i'm thinking..&lt;br /&gt;Some asked am i ok, some asked what happened..&lt;br /&gt;I just told them nothing, i'm just tired..&lt;br /&gt;The enjoyment seems no longer found in that place i used to have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to my grandma house the first day of new year..&lt;br /&gt;It just seem like the people there i no longer know them..&lt;br /&gt;It was a totally bored day on the first day of new year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Jojo &amp;amp; Larry house on the second day..&lt;br /&gt;People like Eugene, Alvin, Kelvin, Terence &amp;amp; some others was there too..&lt;br /&gt;It was quite enjoying but it somehow bring my mood down too..&lt;br /&gt;Was kind of bored sitting alone..&lt;br /&gt;So i joined them playing blackjack or whatever it is called..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously said i know nothing about it..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Eugene baobao &amp;amp; Alvin di for helping me..&lt;br /&gt;Not that bad, at least i had won about 20$&lt;br /&gt;Did enjoyed a little.&lt;br /&gt;But seeing "something"..&lt;br /&gt;I felt quite disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;But is ok, trying hard not to spoiled it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, i realize that is not me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was waiting for some answer..&lt;br /&gt;But is alright now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiwen did came down to Larry house..&lt;br /&gt;But he was too shy to go into Larry house.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i don't know why)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went over to the playground..&lt;br /&gt;Had quite a long chat..&lt;br /&gt;Talking bout "things" and so &amp;amp; so..&lt;br /&gt;About 5am plus he send me home..&lt;br /&gt;Since he stayed in the west too..&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, online awhile &amp;amp; went to bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really don't know what i'm thinking..&lt;br /&gt;And i really don't know what i'm doing anymore..&lt;br /&gt;The moment i close my eyes, i felt really lost..&lt;br /&gt;I don't want my thinking to turn out into reality..&lt;br /&gt;I hate reality..&lt;br /&gt;I can't accept the truth..&lt;br /&gt;I rather, i'm been kept in the dark..&lt;br /&gt;Never to let me know the truth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just need a little more love from you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And there's nothing more i'm asking for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to step back..&lt;br /&gt;But i really don't wish to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ShaDow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-8975245329006333957?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/8975245329006333957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=8975245329006333957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/8975245329006333957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/8975245329006333957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-just-needed-alittle-more.html' title='I just needed alittle more..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-8579617724257166796</id><published>2009-01-22T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:06:52.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding Myself In My Own Arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Something in my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I just couldn't figured it out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;There's lots of answer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Every answer hurts me deeply..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Each answer, i told myself not to think it that way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But it seems like I'm lying to myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The knife that stabbed in my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I could stand the pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I could bear with it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The only thing that i can't stand is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Seeing it pulling it out slowly right in my eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I don't ask for much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Or i could said, i had never ask for anything before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;All i wanted is to just see you right in my eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;That was the greatest things that i could had..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I just wanted to ask for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You to be by my side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And that's the only thing i wanted to ask for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" postbody="" rows="17" cols="47" id="textarea" wrap="soft" tabindex="5" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Something in my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I just couldn't figured it out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;There's lots of answer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Every answer hurts me deeply..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Each answer, i told myself not to think it that way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But it seems like I'm lying to myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The knife that stabbed in my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I could stand the pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I could bear with it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The only thing that i can't stand is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Seeing it pulling it out slowly right in my eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I don't ask for much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Or i could said, i had never ask for anything before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;All i wanted is to just see you right in my eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;That was the greatest things that i could had..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I just wanted to ask for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You to be by my side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And that's the only thing i wanted to ask for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I really can't control myself anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I just needed               right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ShaDow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-8579617724257166796?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/8579617724257166796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=8579617724257166796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/8579617724257166796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/8579617724257166796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2009/01/something-in-my-mind.html' title='Holding Myself In My Own Arms'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-1897147988979500501</id><published>2009-01-13T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:57:35.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Lost In You..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You look into my eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I go round my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't see anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cos love make me blind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't tell myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't break my words..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't try it again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm too lost in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Too lost in everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lost in everything i'm doing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I find myself too useless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I broke into tears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just for this time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I saw you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But that was what i thought..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The vision that blur me out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just a ring on my phone makes my day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But afterall is just all that i had thought..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I needed you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But i cried in my own arms..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I tell myself to be strong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But i was weak in my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hide myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's all not me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't want the game to be over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ShaDow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-1897147988979500501?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/1897147988979500501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=1897147988979500501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/1897147988979500501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/1897147988979500501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2009/01/too-lost-in-you.html' title='Too Lost In You..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-2202613455594899062</id><published>2009-01-03T02:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:45:45.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am glad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Even it is just a message..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Or should i not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;A ring from my phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;And i saw a message from you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;I smiled..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Opening the message..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Is not as what i thought..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Thinking what you would had sent me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;But i was wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;A random message, bring my mind to nowhere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;The promises &amp;amp; everything was nothing now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;I guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;You have him now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm glad for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Because i had lied to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;That was why your promises was all lies too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;We're living in our lies of life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;We can't blame each other then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;I had told you we are impossible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;You're living in your path..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;And i'm in my path..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Because of one message..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;And we quarrel again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Maybe in the first place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;I should not had talk to you first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;And we won't be ended up in this stated..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;No more, just no more message from you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;And i will be glad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;I know you will be reading it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Just remember..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Forget about me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Treasure him more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;That's my word &amp;amp; blessing for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;ShadOw..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-2202613455594899062?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/2202613455594899062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=2202613455594899062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/2202613455594899062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/2202613455594899062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-glad.html' title='Am glad'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-776745847197293413</id><published>2008-12-18T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:25:52.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day That Doesn't Call It A Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The disappointment that filled..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The day, whereby i slept the whole day at home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought..&lt;br /&gt;As i always thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess it doesn't matter at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;脚步再快跟不上你的嘴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;分开我骗了谁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;想擦掉你的脸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;擦不掉痛却更明显&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你说你要的世界　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;在很远　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我不了解&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;别把话说得太美&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我飞不出你的世界&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;借不到一点安慰　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;为什么你拼命后退　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;退到了边界&lt;br /&gt;结果我没了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;知觉&lt;br /&gt;就连痛都嫌浪费&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;在爱里残废　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;非弄得伤痕累累&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;累到我无力在追　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;最怕你突然要挽回&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;回到了原点　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;原点却又像终点&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;然后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;多痛一遍　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;爱你心都不变&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;18th Dec 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Which i called it not a day that i want..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The day that is not to be mention..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The day that i spent it alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goodnight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If i think, i'm okie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then shall just forget it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;=ShadOw=　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-776745847197293413?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/776745847197293413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-8781990804021113670.post-4322763854262700225</id><published>2008-12-17T01:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:46:15.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will You Even Mention Or Remember it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;A little weird feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;And a little of what you had told me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Push me back &amp;amp; don't let me fall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If you know what day it is after today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I will be more then contented..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;But i guess you won't even mention about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ShaDow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;17th Dec 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-4322763854262700225?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/4322763854262700225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=4322763854262700225' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;After so long of waiting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;And now is the time i thrown everything back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;12th Dec 2008..&lt;br /&gt;Is finally the day i collected back my NRIC..&lt;br /&gt;Well, is nothing really special to me..&lt;br /&gt;Cos no one shared the joy with me..&lt;br /&gt;Is just the suffering that i had for the 2 years..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my job was really easy..&lt;br /&gt;But behind every fairly tales no one knows..&lt;br /&gt;I will never miss the people there..&lt;br /&gt;I will never miss the place there..&lt;br /&gt;There's never a memorable things for me..&lt;br /&gt;Only one could understand how i'm feeling..&lt;br /&gt;Last of all there's nothing more i should bother anymore..&lt;br /&gt;And is time for me to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ORD LOH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to face everything outside..&lt;br /&gt;I regret for not doing what i should had done earlier..&lt;br /&gt;I can't blame anyone, is the laziness in me..&lt;br /&gt;Crying now, i know is still not too late..&lt;br /&gt;But for what i know everything is just too rush..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a little lost..&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find my way..&lt;br /&gt;And is getting dark..&lt;br /&gt;I know everything is just too late for me to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are just too hard for me to handle..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when to be serious..&lt;br /&gt;When you all think that i'm joking..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when to be real..&lt;br /&gt;When you all think that i'm being plastic..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when to let out my words..&lt;br /&gt;When you all think that i'm only talking to myself..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when to tell the truth..&lt;br /&gt;When you all think that i'm playing around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really make me wondering..&lt;br /&gt;Why must it be like this..&lt;br /&gt;Why things like this could happened..&lt;br /&gt;Why must there be a spoiler..&lt;br /&gt;Why are there people being out there to spoil things..&lt;br /&gt;And why are people there to be the good &amp;amp; the bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is really so hard for me to express myself..&lt;br /&gt;I had really thought of telling out..&lt;br /&gt;But the action it gave out of really a disappointed one..&lt;br /&gt;So i might as well take it as talking to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i think wearing the mask that cover the truth..&lt;br /&gt;Still suits me the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day that i had really enjoyed myself..&lt;br /&gt;Your smile &amp;amp; everything..&lt;br /&gt;Is enough to cover everything of my heart..&lt;br /&gt;13th Dec 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to live in my own ShaDow..&lt;br /&gt;No one could stop me from that&lt;br /&gt;15th Dec 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-6631219319115817517?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/6631219319115817517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=6631219319115817517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/6631219319115817517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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my dream&lt;br /&gt;Although your heart is mine&lt;br /&gt;Its hollow inside&lt;br /&gt;I never had your love&lt;br /&gt;And I never will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every night&lt;br /&gt;I lie awake&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you love me&lt;br /&gt;Like I've always loved you&lt;br /&gt;But how can you love me&lt;br /&gt;Like I loved you when&lt;br /&gt;You can't even look me straight in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this way&lt;br /&gt;To be so in love&lt;br /&gt;To have someone there&lt;br /&gt;Yet feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;The one to wipe my tears&lt;br /&gt;The one to say that you would never leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waters calm and still&lt;br /&gt;My reflection is there&lt;br /&gt;I see you holding me&lt;br /&gt;But then you disappear&lt;br /&gt;All that is left of you&lt;br /&gt;Is a memory&lt;br /&gt;On that only, exists in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what hurts you&lt;br /&gt;But I can feel it too&lt;br /&gt;And it just hurts so much&lt;br /&gt;To know that I can't do a thing&lt;br /&gt;And deep down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I just know&lt;br /&gt;That no matter what&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow always love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-5796475060596094976?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/5796475060596094976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=5796475060596094976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/5796475060596094976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/5796475060596094976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-woke-up-youre-gone.html' title='When woke up &amp; you&apos;re gone..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-1519832414199255238</id><published>2008-12-04T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T01:31:51.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's what i could say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;It finally happened..&lt;br /&gt;I knew..&lt;br /&gt;I knew that it was just a matter of time before it happens..&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was prepared for it..&lt;br /&gt;I really thought I was..&lt;br /&gt;But I was wrong..&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know it'll hit me so badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-1519832414199255238?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/1519832414199255238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=1519832414199255238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/1519832414199255238'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ShaDow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-342370982062404145?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/342370982062404145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=342370982062404145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/342370982062404145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/342370982062404145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/12/trying-to.html' title='Trying to..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-9051134181563963108</id><published>2008-12-01T07:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T07:41:05.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>那次流過的淚　讓我學習到 ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;你問在我心中　是否還苦惱..&lt;br /&gt;那次受傷　否決了愛的好..&lt;br /&gt;謝謝你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;問&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;的關照　我一切都好..&lt;br /&gt;一個人　不算困擾..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;愛雖然很美妙..&lt;br /&gt;卻不能為了寂寞..&lt;br /&gt;又陷了泥沼 ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;寧可空白了手..&lt;br /&gt;等候一次　真心的擁抱 ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;愛不是一種需要　是一種對照..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;能願意為了一份愛付出去多少..&lt;br /&gt;然後得到多少並不計較..&lt;br /&gt;當我想清楚的時候..　&lt;br /&gt;我就算已經準備好..&lt;br /&gt;放手去愛　海闊天高..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The pills that bring me to sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The painkillers that killed the pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;If I'm wrong I am right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It had proven..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm prepared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Attack me with everything that goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Kill me with a silent smile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I had look upon it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Come to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And i shall end the night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ShaDow knows..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-9051134181563963108?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/9051134181563963108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=9051134181563963108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/9051134181563963108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/9051134181563963108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='那次流過的淚　讓我學習到 ..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-1659643576440273884</id><published>2008-11-30T05:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T05:29:14.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i Laugh At My Own Sillyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Close my eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Let me sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;我的离去若让你拥有所有&lt;br /&gt;让真爱带我走&lt;br /&gt;说分手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Jonathan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-1659643576440273884?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/1659643576440273884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=1659643576440273884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;只有关上了门不必理谁..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我要谢谢你给的&lt;br /&gt;你拿走的一切  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;哪怕说出口只需要一秒&lt;br /&gt;你都不要&lt;br /&gt;我的痛像把刀&lt;br /&gt;血在流看得到&lt;br /&gt;你却在她怀抱&lt;br /&gt;微笑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;如果两个人的天堂&lt;br /&gt;象是温馨的墙&lt;br /&gt;囚禁你的梦想&lt;br /&gt;幸福是否象是一扇铁窗&lt;br /&gt;候鸟失去了南方&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;浪漫如果变成了牵绊&lt;br /&gt;我愿为你选择回到孤单&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;你能看到我留在屏幕上的字&lt;br /&gt;却看不到我滴在键盘上的泪&lt;br /&gt;眼泪的滋味好象苦水&lt;br /&gt;我会记着你的好一辈子&lt;br /&gt;为你落下最后一滴泪不再哭泣&lt;br /&gt;也许某天还会笑着想起你&lt;br /&gt;写下的日记都是回忆&lt;br /&gt;只希望你可以在你的心里&lt;br /&gt;留下我的身影&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;傻傻的想了很久&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;如果爱情可以瞬间忘记&lt;br /&gt;我又何苦那么的爱你&lt;br /&gt;冰冷的空气&lt;br /&gt;穿透我的身体&lt;br /&gt;冰冻我的心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;你能看到我留在屏幕上的字&lt;br /&gt;却看不到我落下的眼泪&lt;br /&gt;它的滋味好象苦水&lt;br /&gt;我会记着你的好一辈子&lt;br /&gt;为你落下最后一滴泪不再哭泣&lt;br /&gt;也许某天还会想起你&lt;br /&gt;落下的泪滴是为了你&lt;br /&gt;也为了证明我曾经&lt;br /&gt;真的爱过你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;我和你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;存在一种危险关系&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;但你的温柔是我唯一沉溺&lt;br /&gt;你是爱我的就不怕有缝隙&lt;br /&gt;在我的心上用力的开一枪&lt;br /&gt;让一切归零在这声巨响&lt;br /&gt;如果爱是说什么都不能放&lt;br /&gt;我不挣扎反正我也没差  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;无所谓当作成长&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;我并不是天生爱寂寞&lt;br /&gt;却比任何人都多&lt;br /&gt;就算把世界给我&lt;br /&gt;我还是一无所有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;心不是热的全都是假的&lt;br /&gt;只有眼泪是真的&lt;br /&gt;把从前想了一遍&lt;br /&gt;谢谢了伤我的人&lt;br /&gt;想做乐观的人&lt;br /&gt;每种雨声听了都不冷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I also don't know what i'm doing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Just a random post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;With meaning if you get what i mean..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you don't, then maybe is just about copy and paste then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ShaDow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-7366836371340370607?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/7366836371340370607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=7366836371340370607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7366836371340370607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7366836371340370607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_24.html' title='我知道伤心不能改变什么..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-4170944304210991856</id><published>2008-11-21T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:06:19.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Could Had Happen, Had Happened</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ending up, i don't know what is happening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;It happened for a reason, but what's the reason for happening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;I really don't know what's wrong with me..&lt;br /&gt;I guess, i should take some long rest before i could continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to feel different..&lt;br /&gt;But i felt even worst..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be strong..&lt;br /&gt;But mentally, i broke down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy..&lt;br /&gt;But i don't felt contented..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think out of the box..&lt;br /&gt;But i felt being too sensitive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt lonely..&lt;br /&gt;With people around i felt alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had thrown all the past away..&lt;br /&gt;But history still remind me of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had open my heart..&lt;br /&gt;But i felt myself living alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to shout out everything in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;But it is left unheard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try writing it out..&lt;br /&gt;But it is not what i wanted to say out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep holding on to it..&lt;br /&gt;But things around are attacking me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes and felt that you're there..&lt;br /&gt;But you're not seen around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will hold you in my arm &amp;amp; take the pain away..&lt;br /&gt;I will do anything that could let you be happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settle down is what came to my mind..&lt;br /&gt;(But is that a childish thought from me..?)&lt;br /&gt;I laugh at people when they told me that they wanted to settle down..&lt;br /&gt;It kills me when i have the thought of settling down..&lt;br /&gt;I think is really time for me to have a good thought about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have my own house..&lt;br /&gt;I want to have my own car..&lt;br /&gt;I want to have my own career..&lt;br /&gt;I want to have everything on my own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last of all i want someone who could settle down with me..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Share all the things that i own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, what i needed is just someone..&lt;br /&gt;That someone who will be always by my side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i gonna put in more effort..&lt;br /&gt;More effort in not doing anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're living below heaven &amp;amp; above the hell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're living in the middle of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one could touch prefect..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one could be as bad as the beast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once again i had known..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's still people living as an angel &amp;amp; devil..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Being the angel &amp;amp; devil, bringing the power of togetherness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall just live in the dark..&lt;br /&gt;And to conceal myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-4170944304210991856?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/4170944304210991856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=4170944304210991856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/4170944304210991856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/4170944304210991856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-could-had-happen-had-happened.html' title='What Could Had Happen, Had Happened'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-6569359040369821175</id><published>2008-11-16T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T01:22:29.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I Be Happy Or Should I Not..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;It was the greatest birthday i ever had..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;But "IT" just spoil part of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Was busy for the past two days..&lt;br /&gt;Preparing stuff &amp;amp; food for the steamboat at my house..&lt;br /&gt;It was really tough..&lt;br /&gt;Painkillers don't really works anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall the effort was worth it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya..&lt;br /&gt;I got items to sell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah just kidding, was the present i had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SSBEVfekbFI/AAAAAAAAAOU/YXTamjuoNm0/s1600-h/EviL+ShaDow106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SSBEVfekbFI/AAAAAAAAAOU/YXTamjuoNm0/s320/EviL+ShaDow106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269286700041137234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sins chocolate.. WARNING - It will cause addiction..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SSBEVhWYRhI/AAAAAAAAAOc/muVcI7LHFGg/s1600-h/EviL+ShaDow104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SSBEVhWYRhI/AAAAAAAAAOc/muVcI7LHFGg/s320/EviL+ShaDow104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269286700543657490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From jojo, Aaron &amp;amp; Stanley..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SSBEW7OJsUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/D4sdDEqKEOs/s1600-h/EviL+ShaDow107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SSBEW7OJsUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/D4sdDEqKEOs/s320/EviL+ShaDow107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269286724668338498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From kelvin, kiro, terrence &amp;amp; sliver..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SSBEV6kUNaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/0VOJnJfyKmE/s1600-h/EviL+ShaDow108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SSBEV6kUNaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/0VOJnJfyKmE/s320/EviL+ShaDow108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269286707312997794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From Kazaf &amp;amp; Suan Gan - Sad that they did not turn up..&lt;br /&gt;And asked some look alike people to give me..&lt;br /&gt;Hahah~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SSBEWR_U4tI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BzAQwfG5rAQ/s1600-h/EviL+ShaDow105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SSBEWR_U4tI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BzAQwfG5rAQ/s320/EviL+ShaDow105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269286713600303826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From Briano Sim P S &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;( I spelled correctly okie)&lt;/span&gt; Eugene, Eugenia &amp;amp; Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;  a Club 21 voucher from sebastian Ng &amp;amp; Gary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also not forgetting the HandPhone from Nanda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least a birthday cake from andy Ho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Once again thanks all those who had come:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry,JOjo,Aaron,Stanley,Kelvin,Kiro,Terence,Sliver,Briano,Eugene,Eugenia,Jason&lt;br /&gt;Kazaf,Jerek,Sebastian Ng,Gary,Ben,Desmond,Andy Ho,Kevin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also thanks those wishing me a happy birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some things always come after the Good Time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MEAN&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;INSULTED&lt;/span&gt; you..&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PLASTIC&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I hurt you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DEEPLY&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mean because i say those things at my HOUSE..&lt;br /&gt;Yes is my house..&lt;br /&gt;Do i have to ask you for permission..?&lt;br /&gt;Yes maybe i should ask Mary about it..&lt;br /&gt;And you should felt happy that i did not bring out my mop or whatever thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i say that &amp;amp; you felt insulted..&lt;br /&gt;First thing first, what had i say to insult you..?&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;die hard&lt;/span&gt; also remember what i had said..&lt;br /&gt;Because of what i had say it hurt you deeply &amp;amp; u cried till Play..&lt;br /&gt;I really felt bad, very bad..&lt;br /&gt;Cos water is precious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;die hard&lt;/span&gt; also remember that i had ask you to come..&lt;br /&gt;But, but i did say i will update you all again..&lt;br /&gt;Confirmation message will be sent again..&lt;br /&gt;But did you received that message i had send you..&lt;br /&gt;All i can say is, i had sent to everyone &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;except &lt;/span&gt;you..&lt;br /&gt;So is that a inviting..?&lt;br /&gt;Or a uninvited guest..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, oh ya..&lt;br /&gt;For your information Kelvin is not my baby okie..&lt;br /&gt;Wait i kena beat how..?&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin is my baobao kkz..&lt;br /&gt;Come follow after me.. baoBAO~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And please, kelvin broke off with you is none of my business..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why should i care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And why should i be angry with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But, but again i felt so So so happy for kelvin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(u know, i know okie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;So is none of that problem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; is not that i don't want to friend you or what so ever..&lt;br /&gt;(Erm, so childish can..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Everytime you say hi&lt;br /&gt;I give you a plastic smile or face for what..&lt;br /&gt;So be clever...&lt;br /&gt;That's in your message..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your information i don't &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; give you plastic smile or face..&lt;br /&gt;(very tired de you know)&lt;br /&gt;So i don't have to be clever for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say after Halloween we are still okie..&lt;br /&gt;But, is not after - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;is on that day itself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to apologize to me..&lt;br /&gt;Cos you're just out of my list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To people out there..&lt;br /&gt;Yes i may be real bad..&lt;br /&gt;Bitching about people..&lt;br /&gt;Why are there people in the world like me been such a FxxxxR&lt;br /&gt;Before you bitch me please find out what actually happen..&lt;br /&gt;You think i felt so proud saying all this..?&lt;br /&gt;After those incident, all those shit are just in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i deserve all this..?&lt;br /&gt;Do i really want to do that..?&lt;br /&gt;Do i have a choice..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If i would choose not to say all those things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And pretend nothing happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Isn't it even worst then been Plastic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes , i know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had never being a good friend..&lt;br /&gt;All i did was to bitch about people when they do wrong or things..&lt;br /&gt;What i did was being plastic to people when i start to hate them..&lt;br /&gt;I always think that i'm right..&lt;br /&gt;Even when people did something wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Me as a friend i won't even correct them..&lt;br /&gt;All i did was kept quiet..&lt;br /&gt;Till one day that person really make me felt disgusted..&lt;br /&gt;And there goes the war..&lt;br /&gt;I had never done a part as a friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After saying all this..&lt;br /&gt;What i can say is:&lt;br /&gt;Even if it is without me as a friend to you,&lt;br /&gt;I believed there's much more better people out there then me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it doesn't matter when i'm not around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow&lt;br /&gt;From the heart of him..&lt;br /&gt;17th November 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-6569359040369821175?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/6569359040369821175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=6569359040369821175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/6569359040369821175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/6569359040369821175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/11/should-i-be-happy-or-should-i-not.html' title='Should I Be Happy Or Should I Not..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SSBEVfekbFI/AAAAAAAAAOU/YXTamjuoNm0/s72-c/EviL+ShaDow106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-7949832262681915455</id><published>2008-11-14T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:38:39.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>祝我生日快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; 20th &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; to ShaDow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Let it be ba..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I don't think it gonna be possible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I only believed in miracle when it will never happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;And it happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Somehow when i waited for the message..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Then i notice is still not too late to let it go &amp;amp; take it anew..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;My tears drop while preparing the food for tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I wish you could be there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I know you're in a painful state now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Let me take the pain for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;You can have my happiness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I could feel the beats around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;But i cant feel you there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Let it be ba..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;ShaDow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Thanks people for all the wishing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-7949832262681915455?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/7949832262681915455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=7949832262681915455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7949832262681915455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7949832262681915455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='祝我生日快乐'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-273843886716447414</id><published>2008-11-11T14:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T15:29:10.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That I'm Facing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Should i or Should i nOt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Is still not too late to cancel it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Birthday is round the corner..&lt;br /&gt;Having a birthday celebration..&lt;br /&gt;Having the thought to cancel the birthday plan..&lt;br /&gt;I know is still not too late to cancel..&lt;br /&gt;Felt really disappointed over it..&lt;br /&gt;I put in all the effort planning over it..&lt;br /&gt;Sending messages informing you all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad some of you replied my message..&lt;br /&gt;Saying they will be here..&lt;br /&gt;People like: Kazaf, kelvin Baobao &amp;amp; kiimo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid you all didn't received my message..&lt;br /&gt;So i asked each &amp;amp; every single person that i had invited on msn..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you all did received..&lt;br /&gt;At that moment i felt quite stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people like you, i asked if you received the message..&lt;br /&gt;You told me yes..&lt;br /&gt;But you told me you can't come, cos you got no off day..&lt;br /&gt;It stab into my heart once again..&lt;br /&gt;If i didn't asked you in msn..&lt;br /&gt;That's mean you are not turning up without me knowing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like an idiot..&lt;br /&gt;It wasted my 5 CENTS on messaging you..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i know is just a 5 CENT..&lt;br /&gt;BUT that 5 CENT just don't worth bloody messaging this kind of fucker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only invited those people that i'm closer to..&lt;br /&gt;But i din expect this to happened too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fuck sick..&lt;br /&gt;If you all want to come den come..&lt;br /&gt;If not then forget it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna bother about it..&lt;br /&gt;It only hurts me more when i really care about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be sorry if you all received another message..&lt;br /&gt;Saying that the celebration is cancel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow Sheded  tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SRkyw7OjqjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/bKvjdeKI6Js/s1600-h/birthday_cake_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SRkyw7OjqjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/bKvjdeKI6Js/s320/birthday_cake_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267297055300364850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't mind singing myself a birthday song..&lt;br /&gt;That will be the last birthday i'm celebrating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The true colour that you people are giving is&lt;br /&gt;even scarier then anyone have ever thought of.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear upon myself..&lt;br /&gt;I will just take you all as nothing in my life anymore after the celebration..&lt;br /&gt;I shall make a move to where i belong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-273843886716447414?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/273843886716447414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=273843886716447414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/273843886716447414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/273843886716447414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-that-im-facing.html' title='Things That I&apos;m Facing'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SRkyw7OjqjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/bKvjdeKI6Js/s72-c/birthday_cake_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-7390354395639835202</id><published>2008-11-03T23:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T01:09:22.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know why i'm feeling this way..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I don't know why i'm having this feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;It is really painful holding on to it, when can i let go it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; days to my birthday..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i want..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how am i going to celebrate it..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'm having a plan but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;will i enjoy myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the people i'm inviting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;being true to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will they know what i really want..&lt;br /&gt;I guess not, cos i still don't know what i really wanted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;40&lt;/span&gt; days to ORD..&lt;br /&gt;It seems like i had been waiting for years..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not excited about it..&lt;br /&gt;Cos i still have to step into camp..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, the moment i step into camp..&lt;br /&gt;Is just like i'm leaving my soul outside..&lt;br /&gt;Being soul-less in camp, is really hard for me..&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried the fcuk out today..&lt;br /&gt;But thanks i didn't..&lt;br /&gt;I don know how am i gonna spent the rest of days in camp..&lt;br /&gt;The eyes that is looking at me..&lt;br /&gt;The mouth that is saying me..&lt;br /&gt;The arrow that is shooting at me..&lt;br /&gt;Is really so hard for me to take it..&lt;br /&gt;Who could &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;share it with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the only day i could enjoy is during weekends..&lt;br /&gt;But, did i really enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;, is what i could say..&lt;br /&gt;Why, people are just telling me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; this&lt;/span&gt; and they are doing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;People only message me asking me am i going to club..&lt;br /&gt;Because they are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;fcuking alone&lt;/span&gt; there..&lt;br /&gt;People asking me where am i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;When they are enjoying their ass &amp;amp; found themselves alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are my friends like that..&lt;br /&gt;Are they really my friends..&lt;br /&gt;I received your message asking where am i..&lt;br /&gt;But sad to say i told you i didn't received..&lt;br /&gt;Why do i have to say that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Because i had no longer treated you as a friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there people in my group that really make me felt &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;disgusted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;attract&lt;/span&gt; those &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;attention..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you're good looking..( &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i don think so&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Because you dance so well at the dance floor that everyone was looking..&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i tot your whole body cramp&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Your english or chinese is very pro..&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes it is that sometime i don even understand&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;If you're a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TOP&lt;/span&gt;, den please act like one..&lt;br /&gt;Cos to me, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just DECLARING yourself BOTTOM to everyone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'm the only one who say it den maybe is because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;i'm fcuking jealous..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sorry to say that.. Cos &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt; is saying it..&lt;br /&gt;Just try me a few feel more time..&lt;br /&gt;You shall see what &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fcuking surprise&lt;/span&gt; you gonna get it from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st October 2008&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's the day i did enjoy a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;little..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Halloween..&lt;br /&gt;And we dress up for it..&lt;br /&gt;Quite a number of us..&lt;br /&gt;I tot it gonna be a disappointed one..&lt;br /&gt;But it turn out to be a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;great one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And credit all go to laopo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8oFRN86-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/e0qZpUceSOI/s1600-h/1_980871760l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: 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height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8oEuKexeI/AAAAAAAAAMs/KUkWg7mUK64/s320/1_448062721l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264470550995977698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8oEeIpCKI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7eZNPhzt9E8/s1600-h/1_248144159l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8oEeIpCKI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7eZNPhzt9E8/s320/1_248144159l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264470546693294242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8oDlm9kII/AAAAAAAAAMc/au0YeCKn798/s1600-h/1_168485624l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8oDlm9kII/AAAAAAAAAMc/au0YeCKn798/s320/1_168485624l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264470531519647874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8qClaBmII/AAAAAAAAANk/qSB9wmpVCZ8/s1600-h/EviL+ShaDow097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8qClaBmII/AAAAAAAAANk/qSB9wmpVCZ8/s320/EviL+ShaDow097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264472713308772482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8qCFKtsiI/AAAAAAAAANc/zhj6bR0-94Q/s1600-h/EviL+ShaDow098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8qCFKtsiI/AAAAAAAAANc/zhj6bR0-94Q/s320/EviL+ShaDow098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264472704654619170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8qBRUy8xI/AAAAAAAAANU/n080KeTLn70/s1600-h/EviL+ShaDow096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8qBRUy8xI/AAAAAAAAANU/n080KeTLn70/s320/EviL+ShaDow096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264472690738262802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8qBD92H6I/AAAAAAAAANM/cyl4j3jzGZw/s1600-h/311020081896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8qBD92H6I/AAAAAAAAANM/cyl4j3jzGZw/s320/311020081896.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264472687152340898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8rtaJgotI/AAAAAAAAAOE/EPe6bH3Q1P8/s1600-h/EviL+ShaDow103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8rtaJgotI/AAAAAAAAAOE/EPe6bH3Q1P8/s320/EviL+ShaDow103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264474548532716242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8rsmaFSUI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ySEVCAebA2I/s1600-h/EviL+ShaDow102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8rsmaFSUI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ySEVCAebA2I/s320/EviL+ShaDow102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264474534643583298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8rr24Yf1I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Q2FYdMh2uYU/s1600-h/EviL+ShaDow100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8rr24Yf1I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Q2FYdMh2uYU/s320/EviL+ShaDow100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264474521885769554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8rrMiiRAI/AAAAAAAAANs/HmTuLQKaaco/s1600-h/EviL+ShaDow099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8rrMiiRAI/AAAAAAAAANs/HmTuLQKaaco/s320/EviL+ShaDow099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264474510519845890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is really a wonderful days for us..&lt;br /&gt;There's Larry, Jojo, Aaron, Braino, Kevin, Standly..&lt;br /&gt;And my kiro baobao-sss they all..&lt;br /&gt;Is really wasted that i didn't take picture with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to laopo for the halloween &amp;amp; the wonderful dinner that you cook yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;braino&lt;/span&gt; too, cos your present had let me enjoyed myself..&lt;br /&gt;And to everyone who was there..&lt;br /&gt;But except &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you,&lt;/span&gt; you're the one who &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;disgusted&lt;/span&gt; me that day..&lt;br /&gt;You should know who you are..&lt;br /&gt;If you felt &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;offended&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cos i don't really cared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well shall stop here..&lt;br /&gt;If i continue, i think is not gonna to end..&lt;br /&gt;Let me be for the time being..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow - Not in the mood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-7390354395639835202?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/7390354395639835202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=7390354395639835202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7390354395639835202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7390354395639835202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-know-why-im-feeling-this-way.html' title='I don&apos;t know why i&apos;m feeling this way..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQ8oFRN86-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/e0qZpUceSOI/s72-c/1_980871760l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-7302301454717884012</id><published>2008-10-29T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T00:31:24.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I had Done, What I could.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;When one is suffering..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The others seem enjoying themselves..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;It seems that i had let go of everything &amp;amp; everyone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;It hurts me alot in the first place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;But when times come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I realize, i realize that i'm just nothing to you all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I realize i'm someone that been used by people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I didn't care much now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I didn't even bother much too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sticking to one person now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'm more then content..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I remember what you had told me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I remember what you had done for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I remember what you had promised me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I remember what i had remembered..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;But when i started assuming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your 101 reason all are out shooting me to death..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I don't need your reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;I had never asked for anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Cos you're just my everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Nothing more i needed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I don't know which path to walk into now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I kept looking back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Looking for your return..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I kept waiting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Just for a message or anything would do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I had waited so long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;It seems that you had changed everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Every sweet moment comes with a limited time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Once the time is up, is will be back to it true colour..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I remembered once when you told me you was upset..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Because i left you alone behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I felt bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;But as for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm the one been left behind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Thanks to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Is ok for me now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;As i know what's the true colour of you all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQiLemuOhuI/AAAAAAAAAK8/XaVGe2hRjEQ/s1600-h/957143914_6792dbeeb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQiLemuOhuI/AAAAAAAAAK8/XaVGe2hRjEQ/s320/957143914_6792dbeeb1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262609522489198306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;45 more days to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I believed, i'm gonna change everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Like it or not is up to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Like it or hate it, it don't matter me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ShaDow Felt PaiN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-7302301454717884012?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/7302301454717884012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=7302301454717884012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7302301454717884012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7302301454717884012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-had-done-what-i-could.html' title='I had Done, What I could.'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SQiLemuOhuI/AAAAAAAAAK8/XaVGe2hRjEQ/s72-c/957143914_6792dbeeb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-2759309283390647812</id><published>2008-10-20T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T01:04:56.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally It Had Ended</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Try to understand the problem better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Before taking a harsh action..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;It time for me to heal myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;After so long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The hate in me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The hate in others..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The disappointment in me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The disappointment in others..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Every single little things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I shall let it pass..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Now is the time for me to heal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I really needa a break now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The pain are killing me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;As no one would know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;It been a week since i had last seen you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I misses you so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You say, since i miss you so much and you gonna fetch me after my camp tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;You wanted to make your way to my house now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But is already very late..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;So i shall see you tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Is time for me to live in my ShaDow now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Let all the misunderstanding &amp;amp; everything pass..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I shall be back when the time is right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Shadow misses you K_CMX..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;..050908..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;54 more days to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-2759309283390647812?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/2759309283390647812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=2759309283390647812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/2759309283390647812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/2759309283390647812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-it-had-ended.html' title='Finally It Had Ended'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-7780872216260371658</id><published>2008-10-13T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:52:34.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now That Is Still Not Too Late..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;The things we see may be right, from our perspective,until we know the truth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;But when we know the truth, our reaction to that will hurt even more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;You say, you will not call him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Yes, yes you did not call him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;But, but you answer when he call you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;You say, you will not sms him too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Yes, yes you did not sms him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;But, but you replied his message.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;You say, you love me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;But you still got a heart with him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;You say that i don't trust you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;And you can't even answer my question..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;You ask why i'm like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;When you don't even look into my eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;You apologies to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;But i saw you crying one side at the corner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;When i asked you, you cried for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;You told me you're scared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I asked you again, why you're scare..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;And you don't even know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;After all the drama and explanation..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Of cos, i would still believed in what you had said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Unless you choose to lie to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Maybe i cared too much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;And ended up with all this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;But well, it had past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Cos you had proved to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;And that's where my love for you is not wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;ShaDow &amp;amp; K_CMX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;050908&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-7780872216260371658?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/7780872216260371658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=7780872216260371658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7780872216260371658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7780872216260371658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/10/now-that-is-still-not-too-late.html' title='Now That Is Still Not Too Late..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-1170235531773679753</id><published>2008-10-08T23:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:17:56.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Gonna Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;If you keep doing what you've always done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;You'll keep on getting what you've always got..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm dancing in my life..&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna fly so high..&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna reach the sky..&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be a star..&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make you believed in me..&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make myself yours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna give you more..&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna give my everything to you..&lt;br /&gt;Just because i love you _CMX...&lt;br /&gt;050908&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been feeling down recently..&lt;br /&gt;Everything that i had seen, seem to disappoint me so much..&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a normal person, why can't i be like some of the people i know..&lt;br /&gt;Is not that i'm having three eyes or eight legs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i know i am who i am..&lt;br /&gt;But i don't know why, is really hurting me so much..&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i really don't know to be happy or not to be..&lt;br /&gt;I know, i had got you by my side..&lt;br /&gt;But i just don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living my days without knowing what i actually wants..&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping all my time to avoid everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be stronger..&lt;br /&gt;It looked so plastic in me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises..&lt;br /&gt;Many promises had come into my mind..&lt;br /&gt;The promises i had made..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;The promises others had made to me..&lt;br /&gt;It seems that till now nothing, not a single one had actually came to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been isolating myself..&lt;br /&gt;I start talking to myself..&lt;br /&gt;I smile at anything..&lt;br /&gt;I on the radio to the Malay channel..&lt;br /&gt;I always pull a empty chair next to me, so that i don't feel lonely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all i just don't know what i'm doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, somehow rather you had come to my mind..&lt;br /&gt;And i seriously miss you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you &amp;amp; him, hope you all are doing fine..&lt;br /&gt;Be more faithful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              If i am the one for you in this life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              I can't help, hearing my voice calling your name..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              Cos when i'm trying so hard not to look in your eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              Maybe, i have fallen in love with u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              I can't so describe, how i'm feeling deep inside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              So much more then i can say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              With your touch i felt so right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              You're  so near..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              All the time in the space..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              For i know in my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              I would never let u go in this life-time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              Do u know why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              Cos you're just so beautiful &amp;amp; so special to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              Well tonight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              Maybe the sun i can hear you breath..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              Is alive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              To see you smell with the tear in your eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              They may say tat you're just the person in this world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              In my heart you're like the world &amp;amp; everything to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              Touch my hand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              Feel my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              Hold me close..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              And u find me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              You're so wonderful to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I SURRENDER..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SOzpUhuq5wI/AAAAAAAAAK0/MXey8Z8OobE/s1600-h/2543259622_91e8e69afb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SOzpUhuq5wI/AAAAAAAAAK0/MXey8Z8OobE/s320/2543259622_91e8e69afb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254831404095301378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Either You Die a Hero..&lt;br /&gt;OR..&lt;br /&gt;Live Long Enough To See Yourself a DEVIL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall live long then..&lt;br /&gt;Evil-ShaDow Had Arrived Once Again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LovE oF EviL - ShaDow&lt;br /&gt;050908&lt;br /&gt;K_CMX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-1170235531773679753?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/1170235531773679753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=1170235531773679753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/1170235531773679753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/1170235531773679753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-gonna-fly.html' title='I&apos;m Gonna Fly'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SOzpUhuq5wI/AAAAAAAAAK0/MXey8Z8OobE/s72-c/2543259622_91e8e69afb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-9664183216578543</id><published>2008-10-05T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:18:40.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fact that friends are for..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Disappointment is another kind of promise what friends are giving..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Don't let me wait if you're fucking making the last min changes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;It been days since i update my blog&lt;br /&gt;Went for chalet from friday till today just reach home..&lt;br /&gt;My two laopo-sss were there..&lt;br /&gt;And alex came later..&lt;br /&gt;It was Rose chalet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a real fun chalet..&lt;br /&gt;And we miss our clubbing..Lol&lt;br /&gt;Well i rather to enjoy in the chalet then clubbing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People that are call friends did call me..&lt;br /&gt;But call me for not the reason of asking me out or what..&lt;br /&gt;Asking where am i, got any idea to sign them in in whatever shit things..&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that you message me, but too bad can't join you..&lt;br /&gt;And towards some people was really glad..&lt;br /&gt;Cos you all wanted to come down after club to find me..&lt;br /&gt;But, never be too happy first was always right..&lt;br /&gt;From what time you all called me and say was coming down..&lt;br /&gt;And till what time..&lt;br /&gt;I called how many time, and what's all the shit things you had say..&lt;br /&gt;And at last..&lt;br /&gt;What was the last fucking message i received..&lt;br /&gt;I force myself not to sleep just to wait for you all..&lt;br /&gt;I even got myself out of bed just in case i fallen asleep..&lt;br /&gt;This is what i always get..&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, please people i appreciate those shit you all are doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT JUST DON FUCKING WASTE MY TIME...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many sorry you had said..&lt;br /&gt;And you told me why are you always the one who kept saying sorry..&lt;br /&gt;And between friends why must there be sorry here and there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me fucking tell you..&lt;br /&gt;It is not about the sorry that matter..&lt;br /&gt;If you can't make a promised then u fucking don't..&lt;br /&gt;If you're those kind of people who always have last min changes..&lt;br /&gt;Den you just fucking fuck yourself off..&lt;br /&gt;Why must you tell people you're coming and end up with the fucking shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story and story..&lt;br /&gt;If you're not sick of it..&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you, i'm fucking sick for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i don't really know to believed you all or not to..&lt;br /&gt;Cos you all had never let me put my trust into you all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just forget it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the chalet, people who we don't know..&lt;br /&gt;I find them more friendly then people who are call friends..&lt;br /&gt;And at the chalet, Rose had given some prizes..&lt;br /&gt;I think it really says out why she wants to give out those prizes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos i was there..&lt;br /&gt;I had my eyes to see..&lt;br /&gt;Unlike in my reality, people are been so drama..&lt;br /&gt;From one story it can passed to many..&lt;br /&gt;Is alright to pass around..&lt;br /&gt;But for sure, there's people there to always be the editor..&lt;br /&gt;Changes the whole story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must it always be like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't my own friends be like them..&lt;br /&gt;Why people that we don't know, always tend to be nicer and more friendly..&lt;br /&gt;What i mean they tend to be nice..&lt;br /&gt;There's no motive in them, i can say so..&lt;br /&gt;Because not only i say that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not always that i must be nice to you because i need your help..&lt;br /&gt;And yes i can fucking say it the people in my reality are like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pin-pointing anyone in my post here..&lt;br /&gt;Please don't feel been offended..&lt;br /&gt;But if you all do, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;i don't really care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos whatever i had say here is not my make up story..&lt;br /&gt;You want to know that person feel free to fucking ask me..&lt;br /&gt;And i will for sure fucking tell you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, i'm fine with it..&lt;br /&gt;Cos you people are just repeating those things..&lt;br /&gt;The hurt in my heart had been numb..&lt;br /&gt;You think i'm going to bother so much again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what i know is, i just fucking enjoyed my 3 days 2 night stay in the chalet..&lt;br /&gt;Had no regret for going..&lt;br /&gt;I don't need any reality peoples in my life..&lt;br /&gt;Just one or two who really care for me will do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far in this circle there's only one who really care for me..&lt;br /&gt;And a few who will always be there for me when i needed them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The others, well is just a waste that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"mediaCOCK" &lt;/span&gt;didn't take you all in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired..&lt;br /&gt;Tired of all those &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Free Show"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is time to have a good rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ShaDow LovEs yoU K_CMX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember not to be too happy when things is not even happening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's what i had learn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-9664183216578543?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/9664183216578543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=9664183216578543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/9664183216578543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/9664183216578543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/10/fact-that-friends-are-for.html' title='The fact that friends are for..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-848141008424880383</id><published>2008-09-28T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:47:08.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Had Made Up My Mind..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Everything changes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Who do you all think i am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needed help, you all came to me..&lt;br /&gt;What i can help in, i will..&lt;br /&gt;But when things happened, you all came to me again..&lt;br /&gt;As the same, i will help in what i can..&lt;br /&gt;And when everything is gone..&lt;br /&gt;I'm just nothing to you all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you all who make me who i am now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every moments are just like a un-blown balloon..&lt;br /&gt;When the happy moments arrived..&lt;br /&gt;The balloon will be blown up..&lt;br /&gt;And as we tie up the balloon it seems so beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;And all the happy moments are inside..&lt;br /&gt;Time &amp;amp; days passed by..&lt;br /&gt;The balloon turn smaller &amp;amp; smaller..&lt;br /&gt;After which is will became just like the un-blown balloon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is gone, is gone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is broken, is never new..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;27th Sep 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was cleaning my room &amp;amp; some others stuff..&lt;br /&gt;After which had fallen asleep..&lt;br /&gt;Had received tons of message in msn..&lt;br /&gt;Asking me where am i &amp;amp; asking me out..&lt;br /&gt;But my housework was just half done..&lt;br /&gt;Was quite glad to see those messages..&lt;br /&gt;But i don't know..&lt;br /&gt;While resting on the sofa, having a stick of cig..&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, am i just a friend or someone who could entertain you all..&lt;br /&gt;After thinking so much it really spoil my mood..&lt;br /&gt;Don't actually feel like going out anymore..&lt;br /&gt;But since i'm at home alone might as well go out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Really don't know, why do i felt so irritated or rather disgusted by people around..&lt;br /&gt;And as time goes by, i somehow knows where i stand..&lt;br /&gt;I no longer enjoy like before..&lt;br /&gt;I no longer smile from my heart..&lt;br /&gt;I find myself been plastic..&lt;br /&gt;Or rather fake and retarded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went over to maxwell..&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why the place seems haunted to me..&lt;br /&gt;It gave me the feeling of not stepping in again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated everyone there..&lt;br /&gt;Their eyes contact gave me the urge of killing them..&lt;br /&gt;Their voice let me felt not in the reality..&lt;br /&gt;Their movement make me feel like giving them a real tight slap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And went clubbing..&lt;br /&gt;Lots of unknown people..&lt;br /&gt;A sudden feeling, why was the place so noisy..&lt;br /&gt;Used to enjoyed the loud music, but not yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;It changes so much, although everything was still remaining the same..&lt;br /&gt;I really have the urge to run, to run away from the place..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel good about everything..&lt;br /&gt;I felt so miserable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 2.15am  i really have the urge to leave..&lt;br /&gt;My back are killing me &amp;amp; my leg are hurting me so much..&lt;br /&gt;No one knows, even people who are close to me..&lt;br /&gt;Don't even know this fucking shit..&lt;br /&gt;I guess only kiro baobao knows that :D&lt;br /&gt;And not long later, heard that you're going over to my house after your work..&lt;br /&gt;I took my things &amp;amp; left at about 2.30am..&lt;br /&gt;Went to take Night rider as you told me not to rush..&lt;br /&gt;Walking over to the bus stop listening to my mp3..&lt;br /&gt;I realize i had already break down..&lt;br /&gt;Tears had been falling from my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;I told myself not to cry..&lt;br /&gt;As there's still people walking around..&lt;br /&gt;But my tears just roll down from my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;I felt so painful never as before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus..&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people had came to my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what i can say is:&lt;br /&gt;I really miss the lunch..&lt;br /&gt;I really miss the surprise..&lt;br /&gt;And i miss "it"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i started to tear again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss to club with you..&lt;br /&gt;I miss to drinks with you..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the enjoying at the dance floor with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess you're just the type of people i'm refering to at the beginning of my post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much so of thinking..&lt;br /&gt;It really make up my mind..&lt;br /&gt;It harder my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When walking home from the bus stop..&lt;br /&gt;I still tears abit while listening to my songs..&lt;br /&gt;I stopped everything when i saw you sitting there..&lt;br /&gt;I had forgotten that i didn't pass you my keys..&lt;br /&gt;You told me you waited for an hour plus..&lt;br /&gt;I thought, you will be angry but you didn't..&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a hug instead..&lt;br /&gt;And you asked why i cried.. Cos my eyes was really red at that time..&lt;br /&gt;I just kept quiet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shoulder and the hug is enough for me..&lt;br /&gt;And with the love from you it can really mend my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A real thank you to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JoJo Laopo - for bringing me to see the F1..&lt;br /&gt;Eugene baobao &amp;amp; Briano - i did enjoyed some moment at the club with you two..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;P/S: And those people i had said are no others then who..&lt;br /&gt;They are people who i know and was even sitting the same table as me..&lt;br /&gt;No other then who which is you all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to have a long rest from now..&lt;br /&gt;Till my operation, cos it is really hurting me even now..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the time seeing you all will be on my birthday..&lt;br /&gt;That's the sooner..&lt;br /&gt;Take care people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow LoVes You K_CMX&lt;br /&gt;050908&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-848141008424880383?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/848141008424880383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=848141008424880383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/848141008424880383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/848141008424880383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-had-made-up-my-mind.html' title='I Had Made Up My Mind..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-1495455085260772154</id><published>2008-09-22T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:53:03.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tears that Brought Me To Be Stronger..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Once again i cried so badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;When no one is around.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;I really don't know..&lt;br /&gt;In this life what had i really done to anyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must i put myself into so many people's shoe..&lt;br /&gt;Is not that i had own you all anything..&lt;br /&gt;And that's why i'm pleasing you all for the fuck shit i had done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group of people had been changing &amp;amp; changing the moment i had step in..&lt;br /&gt;And after so long i thought my little group could settle down..&lt;br /&gt;Since we are been together for so long..&lt;br /&gt;Slap me hard, cos i was wrong then..&lt;br /&gt;Till lately i had realize even without me "it" could enjoy "itself"..&lt;br /&gt;Why i say "IT" &amp;amp; "ITSELF" cos it are for animal..&lt;br /&gt;At least you all still stand for some value..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for some "it" after been attach..&lt;br /&gt;What are we..?&lt;br /&gt;And after been detach..&lt;br /&gt;You came back again..&lt;br /&gt;Even asking you out when you're attach still have to see your the other half..&lt;br /&gt;When you had been detach..&lt;br /&gt;Turn out to be you asking me out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why..??&lt;br /&gt;Why, i ask god why are my friends like that..&lt;br /&gt;Why are they worst then those "chicken" standing &amp;amp; waiting at geyland..&lt;br /&gt;At least they earn for themselves..&lt;br /&gt;What about you all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all this why i fucking dare to say..&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself..&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i'm fucking attach..&lt;br /&gt;When had i ever or when on that fucking day..&lt;br /&gt;I had told you all i won't meet you all because of my the other half..&lt;br /&gt;When your the other half had something on &amp;amp; you join us..&lt;br /&gt;Do i fucking look like a replacement to you all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so much i had done..&lt;br /&gt;I'm still been misunderstand by people..&lt;br /&gt;Treating people good seem to have motive to you all..&lt;br /&gt;So you all are telling me that why your mum raise you all up..&lt;br /&gt;So that once you all fucking grow up..&lt;br /&gt;And when your mum fucking needs SEX..&lt;br /&gt;She can just pull you over for sex..??&lt;br /&gt;Is that what you all mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is..&lt;br /&gt;Just whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fucking sorry..&lt;br /&gt;Fucking sorry for been such a fucker friends to you..&lt;br /&gt;If you are fucking good go fuck everyone around you then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well will be away for the time being..&lt;br /&gt;Since this time i really had the excuse that life had brought to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care fuckers...&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i mean peoples..&lt;br /&gt;Sounds the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow"s LoVe  o5o9o8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do i become so hard hearted..&lt;br /&gt;The first message that you had send..&lt;br /&gt;I was glad, when you asked me what happen..&lt;br /&gt;I totally fall to the ground when i saw the second message..&lt;br /&gt;Do i have to type it here..&lt;br /&gt;Why, why do you always have to send this kind of message..&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning it was really hurting to see those message..&lt;br /&gt;As for just now, i was real disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;As i told you, isn't it better for me to lie then telling the truth..?&lt;br /&gt;This is always what i get when i tell you the truth..&lt;br /&gt;Don't you find that everytime i blog with those "TOPIC"..&lt;br /&gt;Not long later tons &amp;amp; tons of your message will be sent over..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you did ask me why, what happen and things..&lt;br /&gt;But did you wait for my reply..?&lt;br /&gt;Or are you going to tell me that my friend message me and i can str8 reply them..&lt;br /&gt;So why can't i reply you..&lt;br /&gt;Please remember i don't bring my phone out..&lt;br /&gt;I only reads those message when i reach home..&lt;br /&gt;Is this what i get when i'm being honest..?&lt;br /&gt;Is trusting me again so hard just because i had lie to you once..?&lt;br /&gt;Forget it..&lt;br /&gt;You're not in the wrong..&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one..&lt;br /&gt;Cos i ignored you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I really can't continue anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know where i stand now..&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why must people attack me when i'm at my weaken point..&lt;br /&gt;I had forgotten what i had plan to do anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Cos nothing seems important to me anymore..&lt;br /&gt;The one who is always been there for me can't even have the trust in me..&lt;br /&gt;What for to be there then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in my mind i had long forgotten..&lt;br /&gt;Planning what to do after ORD..&lt;br /&gt;Well just forget it..&lt;br /&gt;It don't seem interesting anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ihadbroughteverythinguponmyself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for all the promises i had made..&lt;br /&gt;Since i can't be trusted..&lt;br /&gt;Den as well take it that i had never promised at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-1495455085260772154?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/1495455085260772154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=1495455085260772154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/1495455085260772154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/1495455085260772154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/09/tears-that-brought-me-to-be-stronger.html' title='The Tears that Brought Me To Be Stronger..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-4963903138684288561</id><published>2008-09-20T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:05:10.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is So Hard To Say Goodbye When You Come To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Is really so hard for just a goodbye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I like you but you likes "her"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Cos "she" got the ass ready for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;I want your love &amp;amp; would gave my love to you..&lt;br /&gt;I want your care &amp;amp; would gave my care to you too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me melt into your voice once again..&lt;br /&gt;Let me smile with your laughter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want your everything..&lt;br /&gt;And i would give my anything to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tolerate your little time for me..&lt;br /&gt;I can tolerate your little care for me..&lt;br /&gt;I can tolerate your everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tolerate your love that is not enough for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i just can't tolerate after doing so much, he gets everything &amp;amp; nothing i had got..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say sorry, cos i'm not the one who you wanted..&lt;br /&gt;Don't hug me and you think of him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tears once for you is bitterly shed..&lt;br /&gt;My heart for you had gone to him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he's more serious then you in me..&lt;br /&gt;You asked me to leave him..&lt;br /&gt;And you went with your him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You asked me not to let him stay at my house..&lt;br /&gt;And i found out that you actually when to your "him" house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me felt like a replacement..&lt;br /&gt;But he made me felt more worthily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't felt like saying then don't say it..&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to explain to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one lie you had made..&lt;br /&gt;You need another lie to cover the first lie..&lt;br /&gt;And it continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie, Lies &amp;amp; Liar..&lt;br /&gt;And den you lie on bed with him..&lt;br /&gt;And you start to lay with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you fucking liar comes to me and start lying to me.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i still have to thanks you alots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you..&lt;br /&gt;I had look into him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I had found the love from him and not you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you..&lt;br /&gt;I cried so badly and the hug i had is from him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of me..&lt;br /&gt;You FUCK him hard into his ass..&lt;br /&gt;"Cos never in my life anyone could enter my ass only he's ready for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of me..&lt;br /&gt;Your everything  still goes to him..&lt;br /&gt;"Cos he got the ass ready for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you had a READY ASS WAITING for you anytime..&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead then..FUCK HIM, FUCK HIM - GO FUCK HIM THEN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had him now is enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPLACEMENT NO MORE..&lt;br /&gt;My love to you had stepped back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ShaDow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My love for you is nearer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-4963903138684288561?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/4963903138684288561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=4963903138684288561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/4963903138684288561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/4963903138684288561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/09/is-so-hard-to-say-goodbye-when-you-come.html' title='Is So Hard To Say Goodbye When You Come To Me'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-7176243328372176440</id><published>2008-09-14T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:25:38.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously I Don't Know What Is Happening</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Something seem missing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Something that i no longer trying to ask for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I seriously dont know what is happening to me..&lt;br /&gt;The moment i open my blog, i start to tears..&lt;br /&gt;That's why i had not been updating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something seems to be missing in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;But never to my heart know whats missing..&lt;br /&gt;I felt terrible &amp;amp; lost..&lt;br /&gt;Lost at the place whereby i don't know what's missing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been real down this week..&lt;br /&gt;I tear the moment i listen to the song in my blog..&lt;br /&gt;How i wish, just how i wish..&lt;br /&gt;But never in life that wish would be granted..&lt;br /&gt;I know it myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have put all the blame to myself..&lt;br /&gt;And i know it is fucking impossible..&lt;br /&gt;Why, why do i still fucking care so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this gonna be another chapter of my life..&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be alone..&lt;br /&gt;It make me feel lonely..&lt;br /&gt;Too many people around..&lt;br /&gt;It make me felt the loneliness too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The injected pain is really killing me..&lt;br /&gt;Somehow at somewhere i could smell you..&lt;br /&gt;But right now and right here..&lt;br /&gt;Everything faded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality that i'm trying to face..&lt;br /&gt;The injected pain that i'm trying to face..&lt;br /&gt;The missing feeling that i'm trying to face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is fucking enough to shot me down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-7176243328372176440?l=shadow-memoirist.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-8781990804021113670.post-6089239058996773757</id><published>2008-09-09T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:49:09.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Really So Hard For Me Today..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I often close my eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I can see you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You reach out for my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm woken from my dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Although your heart is mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its hollow inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never had your love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I never will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lie awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thinking maybe you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like I've always loved you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But how can you love me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like I loved you when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't even look me straight in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've never felt this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To be so in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To have someone there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet feel so alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aren't you supposed to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The one to wipe my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The one to say that you would never leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The waters calm and still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My reflection is there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see you holding me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But then you disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All that is left of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is a memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On that only, exists in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know what hurts you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I can feel it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it just hurts so much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To know that I can't do a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And deep down in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somehow I just know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That no matter what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll always love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i really broke down today..&lt;br /&gt;The droplet of tears..&lt;br /&gt;The pieces of broken heart..&lt;br /&gt;The words that left unspoken..&lt;br /&gt;The wound that left un-heal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe is time to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-6089239058996773757?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/6089239058996773757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-8781990804021113670.post-6495489392474563672</id><published>2008-09-08T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:12:18.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Had it now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Without pain&lt;/span&gt;, Where's the love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Without love, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Where's the pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Love you is without any motive..&lt;br /&gt;Love me is with your heart..&lt;br /&gt;Why must we care what others had said..&lt;br /&gt;Believed the person who love me won't lie to me..&lt;br /&gt;For you i gave up everything..&lt;br /&gt;Fate had tell everything is impossible..&lt;br /&gt;Only when you're gone and i felt the pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't, i really can't..&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much, so much..&lt;br /&gt;And gave you to others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate still stands between us..&lt;br /&gt;Only when i woke up &amp;amp; realize everything was a dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my bloody eyes open wide enough..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you went over &amp;amp; love others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself that's reality..&lt;br /&gt;And i got slap by his words..&lt;br /&gt;You told me you will be by my side every moments since the day..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you're always there..&lt;br /&gt;But you really don't know what i wanted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing your loves one, loving someone else..&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it sweet..&lt;br /&gt;It just reminds me of everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question you had asked me..&lt;br /&gt;I am still thinking about it..&lt;br /&gt;Will you be taking me as a replacement because he had left you..&lt;br /&gt;You make me tears once again..&lt;br /&gt;I know you're someone who is good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if he still come back one day looking for you..&lt;br /&gt;Will i be seeing my love one going off loving someone again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry, i really cried out loud..&lt;br /&gt;I cry my heart out..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the people i love going off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't bring myself up anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Cos what you had told me is just like the repeating of history..&lt;br /&gt;Only now then i know what's love till when i felt the pain..&lt;br /&gt;And now i had finally understood the meaning of 'want' &amp;amp; 'needs'..&lt;br /&gt;Cos before that i had got it wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live in that shadow again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to "Lao-gong" &amp;amp; "Lao-po"..&lt;br /&gt;I had enjoy my weekend..&lt;br /&gt;And i really did..&lt;br /&gt;Although i felt lonely in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;But only you two had light up my night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to people like you..&lt;br /&gt;I had realize the reality too..&lt;br /&gt;The thanks goes to others &amp;amp; not me..&lt;br /&gt;Is ok with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P/s: i really felt disgusted by myself..&lt;br /&gt;i felt the sensation of "plastic" again..&lt;br /&gt;Let me cry to sleep tonight again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ShaDow don't need anyone of you all again..&lt;br /&gt;He had learned his lesson..&lt;br /&gt;The cruse that is long awaiting for..&lt;br /&gt;Will arrive soon..&lt;br /&gt;As thats what he always believed in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-6495489392474563672?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/6495489392474563672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=6495489392474563672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/6495489392474563672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/6495489392474563672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-had-it-now.html' title='I Had it now..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-2905467134370294335</id><published>2008-09-03T20:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T00:49:34.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloody.. Bloody.. Bloody..'/><title type='text'>It Been Some Days Seem I Blog..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The reason why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Maybe i had put everything down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I had put everything to where it belong..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to hold on to it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Revenge had somehow taken place slowly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what i had long for..&lt;br /&gt;For what i had ask for..&lt;br /&gt;For what i had seek for..&lt;br /&gt;For what i had been cursing on..&lt;br /&gt;I will make sure you fucking get it back double the amount i had..&lt;br /&gt;And i believed it will..&lt;br /&gt;Time will for sure prove it to me..&lt;br /&gt;I shall sit &amp;amp; wait here for the day to arrive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days are getting better for me..(If it is so..)&lt;br /&gt;Watched money not enough 2 again..&lt;br /&gt;Cried very badly again..&lt;br /&gt;Part of it is because of the show..&lt;br /&gt;And part of it was not..&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that what i had said was clear &amp;amp; understood enough..&lt;br /&gt;But i was fucking wrong..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe is too "chim" for you..&lt;br /&gt;Mary's face changes every fucking second..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i assume that you won't..&lt;br /&gt;But i was wrong..&lt;br /&gt;At her age auntie still visit her..&lt;br /&gt;So is really bloody fucking hard to say that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back of it..&lt;br /&gt;Is so silly of me..&lt;br /&gt;Laughing to myself seem so kinky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like after changing your bloody pad..&lt;br /&gt;You left it in the toilet..&lt;br /&gt;And let it go for show..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing who having the more flow..&lt;br /&gt;Dorts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People ask me why at that time i got those feeling..&lt;br /&gt;I was like don't know myself too..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe seeing too much "RED"..&lt;br /&gt;Which my sister always left it in the toilet..&lt;br /&gt;The bloody KOTEX PAD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you ask me why now..&lt;br /&gt;I had the answer..&lt;br /&gt;No longer seeing "RED"..&lt;br /&gt;Had wipe it with the KOTEX PAD.. Which refreshes me..&lt;br /&gt;The answer was..&lt;br /&gt;At that time the fucking bloody KOTEX pad must had stuck on my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;That was why i had that feeling..&lt;br /&gt;Not feeling scare but feeling RED..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept telling this to myself ever since i saw the email..&lt;br /&gt;I told you that no one seems to care..&lt;br /&gt;And you told me..&lt;br /&gt;It was because..&lt;br /&gt;"I HAD CARE TOO MUCH"&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of it, yes it is..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for this email.. You woke me up from the bloody land..&lt;br /&gt;That why i'm not going to care too much..&lt;br /&gt;If good, no one will never ever sees it..&lt;br /&gt;If bad, people will say that i'm such a busybody..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had draw a line to everything..&lt;br /&gt;And everyone..&lt;br /&gt;Just you bloody watch it if you step over my line..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me know if you ever want to challenge me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make sure i stuff this into your fucking bloody mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SL68GHddFVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/UXrp1HYxkNU/s1600-h/259346285_59a9703f29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SL68GHddFVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/UXrp1HYxkNU/s320/259346285_59a9703f29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241833829573662034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. Sorry if i stuff this in i think it will be a little wasting of it..&lt;br /&gt;So i decided....&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SL68qyWL6GI/AAAAAAAAAKk/SykH_44W91I/s1600-h/111807312_a27e3dd456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SL68qyWL6GI/AAAAAAAAAKk/SykH_44W91I/s320/111807312_a27e3dd456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241834459561191522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NO YOU DID NOT FUCKING SEE WRONGLY..&lt;br /&gt;IT SAYS.. KOTEX INSIDE..&lt;br /&gt;COOL AR.. :D&lt;br /&gt;So i had to take that bloody pad...&lt;br /&gt;You wanna see the picture..&lt;br /&gt;SIAO AR, you really wan..&lt;br /&gt;Actually i have..&lt;br /&gt;HOLD ON AR..&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i really have...&lt;br /&gt;Wait ar..&lt;br /&gt;Processing..&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Loading..&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SL6-Dk63_1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/hf9ux9J1DI8/s1600-h/347328916_5817239668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SL6-Dk63_1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/hf9ux9J1DI8/s320/347328916_5817239668.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241835984965336914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, i will stuff it inside your fucking mouth..&lt;br /&gt;For your information those are not from my sister..&lt;br /&gt;Hurhur..&lt;br /&gt;Try it..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you will like it...&lt;br /&gt;MARY like it too..&lt;br /&gt;THAT WHY SHE"S MINE&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY MARY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY SHADOW...&lt;br /&gt;Good day..&lt;br /&gt;Following by the day we can sing together..&lt;br /&gt;The Menstruation Songs..&lt;br /&gt;Here we go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding, Keep Keep Bleeding Love...&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;....................&lt;br /&gt;...........................&lt;br /&gt;......................................&lt;br /&gt;..................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-2905467134370294335?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/2905467134370294335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=2905467134370294335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/2905467134370294335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/2905467134370294335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-been-some-days-seem-i-blog.html' title='It Been Some Days Seem I Blog..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SL68GHddFVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/UXrp1HYxkNU/s72-c/259346285_59a9703f29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-5175058571828010402</id><published>2008-08-30T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T16:24:26.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I Know What I Am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;My heart sank deep down to the ground..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;If this is what you had said, what more could i say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You left another stab in my heart once again..&lt;br /&gt;And another stab it in at a later part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a liar..&lt;br /&gt;I'm a asshole..&lt;br /&gt;You hate me like hell..&lt;br /&gt;My friends are always important..&lt;br /&gt;I ignored you..&lt;br /&gt;I don't keep my promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't deserve any love from anyone..&lt;br /&gt;My promises..?&lt;br /&gt;You have not given me time to prove it so how could i..?&lt;br /&gt;At this time how could i..&lt;br /&gt;Only when i had ORD and that's my promise..&lt;br /&gt;But guess what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had never trust me all along..&lt;br /&gt;And all because i told you my friend came to my house things became like this..&lt;br /&gt;What if i lie again.. Saying that i'm going to sleep..?&lt;br /&gt;Would this happen..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you, i din bring my phone to camp..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, sorry that's my biggest lie to you..&lt;br /&gt;I did bring my phone and the sim card..&lt;br /&gt;The sim card that carry the number 96156871..&lt;br /&gt;Which is not in service..&lt;br /&gt;Why did i bring it..&lt;br /&gt;Cos there's all my contacts in it..&lt;br /&gt;My family..&lt;br /&gt;My officer..&lt;br /&gt;My ex boyfriend, boyfriend, ex girlfriend, girlfriend &amp;amp; my part time girlfriend..&lt;br /&gt;My friends &amp;amp; baobao number in it..&lt;br /&gt;If i could remember all the number like Guan Yin Ma can remember everything..&lt;br /&gt;Den i don fucking need to carry it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're just comparing myself with spider..&lt;br /&gt;I'm a coward..&lt;br /&gt;If i'm asleep, how could i reply your message..&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't i reply your message and i off my phone..?&lt;br /&gt;Because i wanted to sleep and i off my phone before all your message..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats all a lie to you too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All your message and email..&lt;br /&gt;You told me you would change..&lt;br /&gt;You say, you won't assume anymore..&lt;br /&gt;You won't be demanding anymore..&lt;br /&gt;You will trust me..&lt;br /&gt;Is that all a lie to..&lt;br /&gt;It that what you're repaying it to me for all my lies..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime telling the truth causes things to happen..&lt;br /&gt;While telling lies it don't.. I just have to cover it..&lt;br /&gt;And that's what i'm doing it..&lt;br /&gt;You told me to be honest with you..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't try, cos i really just want to be honest with you..&lt;br /&gt;So the life cycle started again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask me why it is so hurtful or painful..&lt;br /&gt;Cos you had not put the trust in me..&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting up my promises..&lt;br /&gt;Cos the days are getting nearer..&lt;br /&gt;I had plan for what i'm going to do after that..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i just had to burn off the plan..&lt;br /&gt;Cause maybe is just another lie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate for every single things you had done for me..&lt;br /&gt;And everytime i tell myself no matter what you will always be by my side..&lt;br /&gt;And yes you really did..&lt;br /&gt;I really felt sorry for all i had done..&lt;br /&gt;And i promise that i won't leave you..&lt;br /&gt;Till now i'm here..&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind your demanding and things on..&lt;br /&gt;Cos no matter what i believed because you care for me and that why all the demanding came..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why, why must you say all those things..&lt;br /&gt;It is so easy for you to say all those Words that killed..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe now you could feel how i had felt..&lt;br /&gt;As knowing the truth hurts..&lt;br /&gt;That's what i always had said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to tell you, you're not a person who is part in my life..&lt;br /&gt;But you're a person in a part of my heart..&lt;br /&gt;Would this be a lie to you too..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my tears blogging right now and right here..&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say i'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;Please don't forgive me for what i had done..&lt;br /&gt;Hate me for what i had did.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-5175058571828010402?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/5175058571828010402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=5175058571828010402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/5175058571828010402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/5175058571828010402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/08/now-i-know-what-i-am.html' title='Now I Know What I Am'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-88828077689082988</id><published>2008-08-28T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T00:51:40.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Thanks, that i heard it with my own ears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Cos is still never too late..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, i'm still putting some hope in it..&lt;br /&gt;Thinking something that is impossible..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, is really impossible..&lt;br /&gt;Cos when i saw the message, it tell me so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was rather a slack day..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do in camp..&lt;br /&gt;In the morning the sky was weeping so badly..&lt;br /&gt;Making my day moody..&lt;br /&gt;Whole day doing nothing, walking round the whole office..&lt;br /&gt;And randomly took out my phone..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing all the message..&lt;br /&gt;I weep like the heavy downpour in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;It just killed everything in me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longer i'm holding on to it..&lt;br /&gt;The longer it is telling me that i had not let go..&lt;br /&gt;I know, one day everyone had to leave..&lt;br /&gt;But why do i received those last few message..&lt;br /&gt;It really tear me apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was beaten down once again..&lt;br /&gt;I bring myself up..&lt;br /&gt;Taking the wrong way it lead me to another painful path..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm just trying to have a replacement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Received your message when i woke up from my nap..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You ask me whether you could stay at my house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And i knew something was not right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seeing you crying so badly it hurts me too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You told me the whole story of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And i just told you things to clam you down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the end i tears halfway while talking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You ask me what happened, i just kept quiet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You ask me could i hug you to sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just change the topic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why don't you ask one year back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seeing you fall asleep then i came to blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's the first time seeing someone cry to sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know, having a weired feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe i had already let go of you long before ba..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i could..&lt;br /&gt;But i couldn't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fire that doesn't work, could we still call it firework..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow's tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-88828077689082988?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/88828077689082988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=88828077689082988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/88828077689082988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/88828077689082988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/08/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-7657781120552788958</id><published>2008-08-26T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T00:47:38.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I Deserve This..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Why must you put your suffering into me too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;What have i really done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SLLfKzPqqoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ae30gHWna9I/s1600-h/1561238216_fa215cbb8c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SLLfKzPqqoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ae30gHWna9I/s320/1561238216_fa215cbb8c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238494693232913026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;My shattered dreams and broken heart..&lt;br /&gt;Are mending on the shelf..&lt;br /&gt;I saw you holding hands , standing close to someone else..&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit all alone wishing all my feeling was gone..&lt;br /&gt;I gave my best to you , nothing for me to do..&lt;br /&gt;But have one last cry..&lt;br /&gt;One last cry , before I leave it all behind..&lt;br /&gt;I’ve gotta put you out of my mind this time..&lt;br /&gt;Stop living a lie , I guess I’m down to my last cry ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-7657781120552788958?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/7657781120552788958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=7657781120552788958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7657781120552788958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7657781120552788958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-do-i-deserve-this.html' title='Why Do I Deserve This..?'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SLLfKzPqqoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Ae30gHWna9I/s72-c/1561238216_fa215cbb8c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-7369114604906186072</id><published>2008-08-24T18:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:22:04.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The sweetest that causes pain'/><title type='text'>The Bomb At My Own Risk..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;It had already exploded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;The action you had,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;The words you had said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;It enough to turn me off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SLFcif-mfPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/8CCzQjaaOyI/s1600-h/bomb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SLFcif-mfPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/8CCzQjaaOyI/s320/bomb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238069589377973490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall just hold on to it..&lt;br /&gt;Not worth for me to take the risk again..&lt;br /&gt;As everything had already turn me off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture ahead was a great painted one..&lt;br /&gt;But when it get nearer, you could see every inches of the bad marks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting for the love to come..&lt;br /&gt;Rather to give and suffer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..You Duo Shao Ai Ke Yi Chong La..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Had a very long dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is as sweet as nothing could compare to..&lt;br /&gt;But after every sweet things it would always turn bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Into my dream~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While sleeping, my phone rings..&lt;br /&gt;And you're the one who call me..&lt;br /&gt;You was crying so badly that i couldn't hear what you're saying..&lt;br /&gt;I just kept in silence..&lt;br /&gt;Till you stopped crying..&lt;br /&gt;You told me everything, every single things..&lt;br /&gt;My tears drop..&lt;br /&gt;But being stronger, i told you..&lt;br /&gt;"So now you felt every single pain that i had carried with me.."&lt;br /&gt;"Serve you right for that.."&lt;br /&gt;And i hanged up the phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fall back to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Not long later, someone knock at my door..&lt;br /&gt;When i open it, i saw mary..&lt;br /&gt;She given me a hug, as she knows that i'm really weak in the inside..&lt;br /&gt;She prepared breakfast for me &amp;amp; we ate together..&lt;br /&gt;She told me things that she had never said before, i tears again..&lt;br /&gt;She hug me real tight, i told her how hard i had been for all this while..&lt;br /&gt;She told me, she's not going to let this happened again..&lt;br /&gt;I tear with a smile..&lt;br /&gt;After which gave mary a goodbye hug &amp;amp; i went out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet the same old usual people..&lt;br /&gt;Mac, Andy, Baobao, Terence, Weikang &amp;amp; Silver..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing everyone was with their partner..&lt;br /&gt;And they introduce them to me..&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling happy for them..&lt;br /&gt;Baobao came to tell me "no matter what he will still be by my side"..&lt;br /&gt;And everyone told me too..&lt;br /&gt;Whereby i given them my smile again..&lt;br /&gt;We went to have our dinner..&lt;br /&gt;A really great dinner with everyone..&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to club..&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was dancing with their partner happily..&lt;br /&gt;I was at a corner seeing them so happily..&lt;br /&gt;It's makes my day, the greatest day..&lt;br /&gt;And i went back myself as they are going with their partner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Had a great sleep..&lt;br /&gt;When i woke up, i saw a message from nanda..&lt;br /&gt;Asking me out as she's off on the day..&lt;br /&gt;We went for shopping..&lt;br /&gt;And many more..&lt;br /&gt;Seems like what i had promise had been done on that day..&lt;br /&gt;And she leave first, as she got something on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was alone walking around..&lt;br /&gt;Slowly down my steps..&lt;br /&gt;Looking around everything seems so beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SLFnSUA01CI/AAAAAAAAAKM/A0-B3hXPYSY/s1600-h/483991403_a430d56d91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SLFnSUA01CI/AAAAAAAAAKM/A0-B3hXPYSY/s320/483991403_a430d56d91.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238081405916075042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is getting late, so decided to head home..&lt;br /&gt;Reached home..&lt;br /&gt;The light was still on..&lt;br /&gt;Mary seems to be waiting for me..&lt;br /&gt;When i stepped in..&lt;br /&gt;I got, got a real tight slap from her..&lt;br /&gt;She seems to found out everything..&lt;br /&gt;She chase me out of the house..&lt;br /&gt;And told me "don't even think of coming back"&lt;br /&gt;I tears so badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took out my phone..&lt;br /&gt;And the first message i send to was baobao..&lt;br /&gt;Asking if he could meet me..&lt;br /&gt;And he reply me "he was having a movie with his partner"&lt;br /&gt;The second message was to Mac..&lt;br /&gt;His reply was "he's having dinner with Andy"&lt;br /&gt;And my third message was to nanda..&lt;br /&gt;And that's the first time i didn't recived her reply..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the rooftop..&lt;br /&gt;Having my cig..&lt;br /&gt;Smoking all by myself..&lt;br /&gt;And i send out the last message to you..&lt;br /&gt;Telling you that i didn't mean to say all those thing &amp;amp; i'm sorry for everything that i had never done for you and this will be my last message..&lt;br /&gt;You reply me asking "where am i"&lt;br /&gt;And i told you i was at the rooftop alone..&lt;br /&gt;You ask me for what i'm there for and call me to wait for you..&lt;br /&gt;I waited..&lt;br /&gt;Till the last cig..&lt;br /&gt;And i jumped off the building..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel that you was there holding me so tightly..&lt;br /&gt;And crying so badly..&lt;br /&gt;The last words i could hear from you was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" why didn't i wait for you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And i woke up from everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the longest dreams i ever had..&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest and the most painful dreams, i really ever had..&lt;br /&gt;Feeling abit painful in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All i could, is just to wait..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow's DreamS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-7369114604906186072?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/7369114604906186072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=7369114604906186072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7369114604906186072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7369114604906186072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/08/bomb-at-my-own-risk.html' title='The Bomb At My Own Risk..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SLFcif-mfPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/8CCzQjaaOyI/s72-c/bomb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-1122000329820910305</id><published>2008-08-21T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T04:13:01.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tear me open'/><title type='text'>I Miss You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;At this time, i woke up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Knowing i was wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I miss you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-1122000329820910305?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/1122000329820910305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=1122000329820910305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/1122000329820910305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/1122000329820910305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-miss-you.html' title='I Miss You'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-3849066825211079282</id><published>2008-08-19T00:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T01:05:27.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If you could be &quot;BAD&quot; and i shall be &quot;BETTER&quot;'/><title type='text'>Into The Path..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I saw Love again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Come, let's assume it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The star was up ahead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I saw it's meaning on it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cos i still believed in it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was right in my eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, i cant do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What goes around, come around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making it true, is hard for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, i knows a little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't have to say it out..&lt;br /&gt;What had been done, we know it too well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me assume..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let my imaginations run wild..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let me kill whoever step over the line..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gonna be a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pay back time&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Since i had been &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taking in alot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is time to return double the one that i had received..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, right here..&lt;br /&gt;I'm living again in hate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not going to suffer once like how i did again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm going to let &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;it&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; suffer once like how i did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKmj4k7fxOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/wV7Pub3kCIM/s1600-h/f_e234c04298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKmj4k7fxOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/wV7Pub3kCIM/s320/f_e234c04298.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235896234176136418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We shall suffer together like once i did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I feel your pain &amp;amp; you will feel the double of my pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We shall stab each other in the back together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless good or bad..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is in my list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;There's a time for "love"&lt;br /&gt;There's a time to "hate"&lt;br /&gt;There's a time to "kill"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;And at this FUCKING time shall be my turn to "kill"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no time for living in peace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People are just walking around with a knife to killed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking into the path to harm and not kill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You will suffer like how i did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The sins to repay&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;you will get back what you deserve..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless us with love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I shall bless you all for the Fuck i had in me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to try me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone will get &lt;/span&gt;what they deserve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's time to received and there's time to give..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; is my turn to give..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What god couldn't give&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will be the one giving..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People is time to received..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The awaiting arms infront of me are ways too many..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKmm0F19P_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/K2l1mqMwcTE/s1600-h/hateu18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKmm0F19P_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/K2l1mqMwcTE/s320/hateu18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235899455646810098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; that build me up..&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tears&lt;/span&gt; that make me stronger..&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; devil &lt;/span&gt;that is willing to give now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Not too &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just enough for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what you had done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to be surprise of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just be bless&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when you get back what's belong to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Times To Strike..&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow's Loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-3849066825211079282?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/3849066825211079282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=3849066825211079282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/3849066825211079282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/3849066825211079282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/08/into-path.html' title='Into The Path..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKmj4k7fxOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/wV7Pub3kCIM/s72-c/f_e234c04298.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-7485975502178439036</id><published>2008-08-17T17:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:26:41.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things happens at the wrong time &amp; wrong place..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Two things happened at the same time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;How could i manage to..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life would be easy if i just let go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKghKdBhuSI/AAAAAAAAAJc/fvVt6t2WSDw/s1600-h/2590416452_84eb10d049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKghKdBhuSI/AAAAAAAAAJc/fvVt6t2WSDw/s320/2590416452_84eb10d049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235471030291642658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;150808 (Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thought, as always i would thought it will be a good day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Assume, as always i would assume i would enjoy myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lying, as always i would lie to myself that things won't be like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reality, as always i would never put myself in reality..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a day that i really slow down myself..&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 10, sitting down having a cup of coffee..&lt;br /&gt;Having a stick of cig to smoke..&lt;br /&gt;That's my day, after which prepared to go to Maju camp for some talk..&lt;br /&gt;Thought that it would be a long one..&lt;br /&gt;But i left around 2..&lt;br /&gt;Meeting baobao  @ 4.30pm..&lt;br /&gt;The rest was late, as always..&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with Mac, andy &amp;amp; baobao..&lt;br /&gt;Then join the others..&lt;br /&gt;Watched 12 lotus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the show..&lt;br /&gt;My heart already aches..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the pair walked pass..&lt;br /&gt;That show was meant to watch with you..&lt;br /&gt;And ended up watching with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never did i realize your exist..&lt;br /&gt;Never did i realize you was there..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks people for keeping it from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i broke down when knowing it..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the pair sitting right infront of me..&lt;br /&gt;I choose to walk to another door..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i be happy or should i cry..&lt;br /&gt;It may seems nothing from the outside..&lt;br /&gt;But right inside it really tears..&lt;br /&gt;We went to some lan shop..&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to move my attention to the others..&lt;br /&gt;So we played audition..&lt;br /&gt;My soul was not there really playing..&lt;br /&gt;Is just the shell that you all had seen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the games, we went for supper..&lt;br /&gt;And left home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;160808 (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKgvXMlicAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ZCeh9DXq5lk/s1600-h/free.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKgvXMlicAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ZCeh9DXq5lk/s320/free.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235486642380369922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things was the same..&lt;br /&gt;Nothings changes..&lt;br /&gt;Same old people..&lt;br /&gt;Same old places..&lt;br /&gt;Late as always..&lt;br /&gt;Same things happening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing for all i care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos nothing is on my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems important..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interest me..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing cheer me up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are just happening &amp;amp; happening again..&lt;br /&gt;People don't even bother, why should i then..&lt;br /&gt;If you could do that, why can't i do this then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing things happened right infront of my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;The thought in me was so unbearable..&lt;br /&gt;Is just like stabbing me once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to make you all a pair..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you all together, it makes me happy too..&lt;br /&gt;Whatever i could do to help i would..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i just felt like an outsider..&lt;br /&gt;But thanks for proving me wrong..&lt;br /&gt;That's what i had never regret in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to maxwell, get our chop..&lt;br /&gt;And there we go "PLAY"..&lt;br /&gt;We drink, we joke, we gossip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laugh till like there's no others around..&lt;br /&gt;The most fun part was in the dance floor..&lt;br /&gt;Dance like only we are the only three person there..&lt;br /&gt;We laugh at people, we gossip, we copy like how they dance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you all how happy i was..&lt;br /&gt;After which we went over maxwell..&lt;br /&gt;Had our drink and supper and things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was only high after "play" had close..And what the hell..&lt;br /&gt;I was so crazy..&lt;br /&gt;Full of rubbish..&lt;br /&gt;Fooling like a clown..&lt;br /&gt;I told you all once again, i was so happy..&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoying like only we're the people there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we cabbed home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You all can have all my happiness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give me all the suffering you all had..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just wish to live in my own ShaDow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry that i had lie, i was not that happy ever since things happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm just the biggest fool that is fooling my own-self..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我一直都在,　你身後等待.&lt;br /&gt;等你有一天  回過頭看我.&lt;br /&gt;我的笑送給你  希望你快樂,&lt;br /&gt;你的難過都給我,&lt;br /&gt;關於你的一切我都好好收藏著.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanted to changed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But i really can't..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanted to conceal myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But is really hard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My tears for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had not regret..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one knows how hard i'm trying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone is just assuming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I say, i would..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But no one believed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I say i could,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was lying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter how hard or how much i had put it in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is never enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm just living in a shell that don't belongs to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm just a Shadow of lights..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When there's light, i will be there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I couldn't just let things goes like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would rather hold on to the pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't mind the suffering..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just that you will be happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-7485975502178439036?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/7485975502178439036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=7485975502178439036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7485975502178439036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7485975502178439036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/08/things-happens-at-wrong-time-wrong.html' title='Things happens at the wrong time &amp; wrong place..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKghKdBhuSI/AAAAAAAAAJc/fvVt6t2WSDw/s72-c/2590416452_84eb10d049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-3570846148326417522</id><published>2008-08-14T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T00:43:47.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate Me For Who I Am..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love Me For What I Am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I needed the Love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hate me for today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hate me for tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hate me forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hate me for all the things, I didn't do for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I always needed the time on my own&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I never tot that i need you when i cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Days had passed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Times had passed too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The wound in my heart is still hurting badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Is time proving anything to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It reminds me of all the things again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I couldn't bear to let go my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Looking out of the window..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Leaving me all by myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't want to be all by myself again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I took out my phone and start to call..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I dial the number..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And i hang up the call..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And i fall to the floor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tears was about to drop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I quickly went to the smoking point &amp;amp; start smoking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To stop my tears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;After which went back to office..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The phone rings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Omg.. was it you calling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stupid me, outsider who don't the number won't be able to call back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So i didn't answer the call..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Reach home was nap time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Was thinking, did i make it today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I din shed a single tears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And yes i did it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But, i could feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Droplet of water coming down from my eyes now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I lose to it again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have never felt this way before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let me go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Open my heart &amp;amp; tear me down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I miss you, but you will never know it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKRfMiuSFJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qobG90uER0g/s1600-h/pure+shadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKRfMiuSFJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qobG90uER0g/s320/pure+shadow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234413335995356306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow lose to it again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-3570846148326417522?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/3570846148326417522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=3570846148326417522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/3570846148326417522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/3570846148326417522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/08/hate-me-for-who-i-am.html' title='Hate Me For Who I Am..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKRfMiuSFJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qobG90uER0g/s72-c/pure+shadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-1579307951955955782</id><published>2008-08-13T23:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T01:22:55.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I fell till the bottom of it..'/><title type='text'>How can it be beatiful without the "u" in it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;The Truth Is Out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Jonathan please accept it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The whole world is lying to me..&lt;br /&gt;So can i say that i had live in reality..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din manage to have a good sleep last night..&lt;br /&gt;Although i did enjoy myself alot..&lt;br /&gt;At that time my head hurts alot..&lt;br /&gt;When the time i really fall asleep..&lt;br /&gt;I saw two person walking infront of me..&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop them from walking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turn back and smile at me..&lt;br /&gt;The other person looks so familiar..&lt;br /&gt;I think that i had seen him before..&lt;br /&gt;Even had talk to before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i just couldn't know who was that..&lt;br /&gt;My feeling, my dreams all are telling me..&lt;br /&gt;My doubt is getting heavier &amp;amp; heavier..&lt;br /&gt;And i know that i'm not assuming anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKMP9XggapI/AAAAAAAAAJE/PL_lE4d9B2g/s1600-h/truth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKMP9XggapI/AAAAAAAAAJE/PL_lE4d9B2g/s320/truth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234044738891442834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That was all..&lt;br /&gt;And i actually tears in office again..&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the radio..&lt;br /&gt;While it played the song..&lt;br /&gt;It remind me from the start to the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which i called baobao and chat with him on phone..&lt;br /&gt;I ask baobao to find out for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(if u had read tis don ever blame him, is all my intention, i'm sorry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't got the answer, who was the one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was acting so strong so strong that i tears while smoking..&lt;br /&gt;I have to even bear with it when my officers came back..&lt;br /&gt;Acted like nothing had happened..&lt;br /&gt;How painful was that, no one knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After camp, went straight home..&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the floor with a stick of cig..&lt;br /&gt;I cried  very badly..&lt;br /&gt;Very badly that i realise that my eyes didn't even shed a single drop of tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till i know then..&lt;br /&gt;It is my heart crying so bitterly..&lt;br /&gt;The feeling was so bad, so bad that i can cried without tears..&lt;br /&gt;How painful it is to cried without tears does anyone knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Can't even sleep peacefully...&lt;br /&gt;I saw lots of things going on..&lt;br /&gt;But i just can't recall it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till i couldn't take it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know who..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to take the last blown..&lt;br /&gt;Let the truth attack me one last time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i really fell deeply into it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all my blessing from my hearts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKMT4VfNotI/AAAAAAAAAJM/sXvvjxtSSUw/s1600-h/DSC00065+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKMT4VfNotI/AAAAAAAAAJM/sXvvjxtSSUw/s320/DSC00065+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234049050496312018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every night i saw a retardate fool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smiling at his phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looking at his phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Talking to his phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And he tears so badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't know whats with him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodnight..&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow Faded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That retardate fool was me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-1579307951955955782?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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/_5VbEED_Dags/SKMP9XggapI/AAAAAAAAAJE/PL_lE4d9B2g/s72-c/truth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-7264428799220949714</id><published>2008-08-13T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:15:30.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment of Happiness..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Singapore Flyer..120808&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;If Only, I Could To Stand Up Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKG-BNqIu0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/frd8ni9X_9s/s1600-h/DSC00060+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKG-BNqIu0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/frd8ni9X_9s/s320/DSC00060+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233673170036767554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so much, so much of suffering..&lt;br /&gt;Tears overflowing..&lt;br /&gt;I had come out of my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you happy, Seeing you enjoying..&lt;br /&gt;I'm more then contended..&lt;br /&gt;I don't ask for anymore..&lt;br /&gt;You're happy, so will i..&lt;br /&gt;You're enjoying, so will i too..&lt;br /&gt;Some "things" i know..&lt;br /&gt;But i couldn't confirm..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm just assuming..&lt;br /&gt;But when the time really turn truth..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know will i be able to accept..&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to know too much..&lt;br /&gt;If really it did happened..&lt;br /&gt;Just "KILL" me on the spot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Turning Back, Is Not That Beautiful Anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKG-BT1E4uI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ZEAzFwnG4jc/s1600-h/DSC00058+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKG-BT1E4uI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ZEAzFwnG4jc/s320/DSC00058+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233673171693265634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning back, it really hurts alot..&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, it form water in my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;I just can't take that feeling, when it remind me of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;120808&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Had fun with nanda &amp;amp; sharon today..&lt;br /&gt;We went a few places..&lt;br /&gt;Like city plaza, bugis and some i not very sure..hurhur..&lt;br /&gt;Had our meal at some hong kong cafe (if i'm not wrong)..&lt;br /&gt;Quite a nice place to eat there..&lt;br /&gt;Food is nice(too bad din take picture for it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cos we took the SINGAPORE FLYER..&lt;br /&gt;Is sounds so outdated..&lt;br /&gt;But i believed some people didn't even take before right..? (so no comments please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that i was abit upset &amp;amp; down..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing things before going out..&lt;br /&gt;And for goodness sick i almost tears in the bus..&lt;br /&gt;Holy shits... ( thanks god i didn't)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after that going for the Singapore Flyer..&lt;br /&gt;It slowly changes my mood..&lt;br /&gt;Felt excited..(almost like small kids going to jump about)&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the Flyer we took lots of photo..&lt;br /&gt;Some emo shots.. LOL (for goodness sick)&lt;br /&gt;And of cos picture with nanda and sharon too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time how much i wish the Time could stop..&lt;br /&gt;Cos i really forgotten everything in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;30mins is just like 3secs..&lt;br /&gt;Is telling us that no matter what life's still have to go on..&lt;br /&gt;It really lights up my nights..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks nanda &amp;amp; sharon..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;So kinky..hurhur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somehow i got some feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That words can't say it out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you hold my hands..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I felt abit awkward (not sure is this the correct words to use)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But that's the warmth i wanted :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow Memoirist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-7264428799220949714?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/7264428799220949714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=7264428799220949714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7264428799220949714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/7264428799220949714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/08/moment-of-happiness.html' title='A moment of Happiness..'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKG-BNqIu0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/frd8ni9X_9s/s72-c/DSC00060+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8781990804021113670.post-2953444401701408640</id><published>2008-08-12T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T01:27:23.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我已不再是你的谁</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;A Brand New..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKB0sv2tR3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/Z93B3FluP1w/s1600-h/124186025_c767b37e20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKB0sv2tR3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/Z93B3FluP1w/s320/124186025_c767b37e20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233311079113508722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Once again we sit in silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;After all is said and done&lt;br /&gt;Only emptiness inside us&lt;br /&gt;Baby, look what we’ve become&lt;br /&gt;We can make a million promises&lt;br /&gt;But we still won’t change&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t right to stay together&lt;br /&gt;When you only bring each other PAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;Don’t wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in the world&lt;br /&gt;Could take us back&lt;br /&gt;To where we used to be&lt;br /&gt;Though I’ve give you my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;I must find a way of letting go&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause baby, I don’t wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too far apart to bridge the distance&lt;br /&gt;But something keeps us hanging on and on&lt;br /&gt;Pretending not to know the difference&lt;br /&gt;Denying what we had is gone&lt;br /&gt;Every moment we’re together&lt;br /&gt;It’s just breaking me down&lt;br /&gt;I know we swore it was forever&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts too much to stay around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the magic’s gone&lt;br /&gt;There’s just a shadow of a memory&lt;br /&gt;Something just went wrong&lt;br /&gt;We can’t go on make-believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had learned..&lt;br /&gt;ShaDow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8781990804021113670-2953444401701408640?l=shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/feeds/2953444401701408640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8781990804021113670&amp;postID=2953444401701408640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/2953444401701408640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8781990804021113670/posts/default/2953444401701408640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadow-memoirist.blogspot.com/2008/08/brand-new.html' title='我已不再是你的谁'/><author><name>Jonathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00665511851917804229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VbEED_Dags/SKB0sv2tR3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/Z93B3FluP1w/s72-c/124186025_c767b37e20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
