<?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-28393270</id><updated>2011-11-29T14:15:03.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my longings . my stories . my craps.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>307</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-2816447689580214302</id><published>2011-11-29T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T14:15:03.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I met someone. Someone..... Who...&lt;br /&gt;makes me inspired.&lt;br /&gt;makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;makes me contented with life.&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel secured.&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel like a little girl. and a woman. at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;its wrong, yes. because somebody else owns me.&lt;br /&gt;and I love that somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;but I love that someone else as well.&lt;br /&gt;they say, you can never really love two people equally.&lt;br /&gt;but hey. Maybe being intact with this someone, AS MY FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;or should I say, GOOD FRIEND;&lt;br /&gt;is never really wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But when things gets complicated, trust me, I wont choose ANYONE from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Faye.&lt;br /&gt;I love BG.&lt;br /&gt;I love God and my Family.&lt;br /&gt;And I know I must take care and treasure of things and people that I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-As told by Faye.(sogan)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-2816447689580214302?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2816447689580214302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2816447689580214302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-i-met-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-1907972588102431339</id><published>2011-09-02T17:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T17:21:42.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been dancing my life out since my sophomore life started.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I guess i improved a lot in dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Results of being sooo active in practices and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Im still with Erick.(and no plan whatsoever of ending that up)&lt;br /&gt;but you know what?&lt;br /&gt;there's something that lacks. not with US. but with ME. and with HIM.&lt;br /&gt;I think the in-love factor is not there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if time itself can revive this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yuhhhh, its not like 102. :|&lt;br /&gt;YOU GET WHAT I MEAN BLOGGERRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. truggling my way out of college life through my course&lt;br /&gt;-which i swear i dont friggin like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IloveyouGoodbye.&lt;br /&gt;-As told by Faye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-1907972588102431339?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1907972588102431339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1907972588102431339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-ive-been-dancing-my-life-out.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-7226289718086545904</id><published>2011-07-30T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T15:34:02.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And so! Going strong still with Mister Ramilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now crap.&lt;br /&gt;I thought there wont be any issue in my college life anymore;&lt;br /&gt;since I neglected the BARKADA and the TROPAHAN part.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this traumatizing issues with the eng'g council.&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck!?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Me &amp; Nadine being kicked out!? Oh fuck them all =)))&lt;br /&gt;In the first place, there are no reasonable grounds to eliminate us from the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I hate most is,&lt;br /&gt;people thinking that me being kicked out of the council is SUCH A LOST.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;I am a Thomasian Debater.&lt;br /&gt;Part of the Eng'g Dance Troupe &amp; Isys Dance Troupe as well.&lt;br /&gt;Not mentioning, I am a Mediartrix member =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So HELLO?&lt;br /&gt;The hell I care =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-F!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-7226289718086545904?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7226289718086545904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7226289718086545904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-so-going-strong-still-with-mister.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-1044200350970148505</id><published>2011-07-17T01:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T02:20:12.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Turn off the lights, and put me on the stage.&lt;br /&gt;I want to dance like there's no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and hear people shout my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I miss being the ONE. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what the hell is going on with me.&lt;br /&gt;I get so insecure easily. (Dancing, singing, writing.)&lt;br /&gt;And then... I cant be a peaceful girlfriend to my guy.&lt;br /&gt;7 months now &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Fighting, arguing, dissapointing each other, making love.&lt;br /&gt;I cant miss out on any of it.&lt;br /&gt;So I just cant let him go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;He just makes me feel he deserves someone else...........&lt;br /&gt;Someone way understanding and less demanding than me. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Must we really go through life TOGETHER? :(&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-1044200350970148505?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1044200350970148505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1044200350970148505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2011/07/turn-off-lights-and-put-me-on-stage.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-7923734818122921420</id><published>2011-02-18T11:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:38:04.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope Im not wrong this time.&lt;br /&gt;I hope, this time, he loves me for real.&lt;br /&gt;Because I so do.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, Ive been through WORST.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I am prepared for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my parents.&lt;br /&gt;Though I dont show it.&lt;br /&gt;I miss highschool.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my old self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just miss SINGAPORE.&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhh-kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss cheryl teo.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; si hui.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; clara.&lt;br /&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss a lotttttttttttttttt :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I love you Derick Balancar Ramilla.&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-7923734818122921420?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7923734818122921420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7923734818122921420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-hope-im-not-wrong-this-time.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-4107461007846530889</id><published>2011-01-14T02:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T02:37:50.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;central&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Im sorry blogger.&lt;br /&gt;I only open you when I need someone to tell my secrets to.&lt;br /&gt;sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay.&lt;br /&gt;This is getting more and more painful.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, im happy with him &amp; all,&lt;br /&gt;but each time I figure out something from the PAST,&lt;br /&gt;I cant help being INSECURE.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, no comparisons, right.&lt;br /&gt;But no :/&lt;br /&gt;He was so different to...&lt;br /&gt;before.&lt;br /&gt;Than to me...&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;This is nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;But okay, Im a bitch, a young one.&lt;br /&gt;So this is normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna lose him.&lt;br /&gt;I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Never did I think of letting go or to put everything to an end.&lt;br /&gt;But really :/&lt;br /&gt;Each time he looks at...&lt;br /&gt;Its different.&lt;br /&gt;Each time he will get to know details about...&lt;br /&gt;Its different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so &lt;b&gt;PATHETIC&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore I miss you :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-4107461007846530889?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4107461007846530889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4107461007846530889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2011/01/okay-im-sorry-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-5335500536692240948</id><published>2010-12-13T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T02:24:44.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My longings. My stories. My craps.&lt;br /&gt;That, is the title of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been updating for months.&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, updating you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UST.&lt;br /&gt;College life is one big challenge.&lt;br /&gt;From academics to time management to socializing to extra-curricular activities.&lt;br /&gt;But Im enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;Not that much but,&lt;br /&gt;I know MY time will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's really changed.&lt;br /&gt;Extended family seem to be getting distant from me.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know, its because of one big issue&lt;br /&gt;that HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ME,&lt;br /&gt;but affects me as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;Im used to this kind of set up.&lt;br /&gt;But just when you need them the most,&lt;br /&gt;you cannot go to them anytime.&lt;br /&gt;Because of this &amp; that &amp; this.&lt;br /&gt;Hindrances, you know?&lt;br /&gt;I hate hindrances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of NEW friends.&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately,&lt;br /&gt;most of them are fake friends.&lt;br /&gt;So, true friends count, around just 30.&lt;br /&gt;But who needs a great number of friends,&lt;br /&gt;my true ones satisfy my sytem. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My achievements.&lt;br /&gt;Usual stuffs, but bigger accomplishments now.&lt;br /&gt;I am a writer in the Faculty of Engineering, (my building.)&lt;br /&gt;I am part of the Engineering Dance Troupe.&lt;br /&gt;I'll get to perform in the annual Christmas Event in UST.&lt;br /&gt;I... improved in writing, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I am now a student council in my building.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds great huh?&lt;br /&gt;Dont find me boastful.&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of having all these.&lt;br /&gt;You know, its something I cant live without.&lt;br /&gt;Writing. Dancing. Leadership. Gotta have em' all! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the first day we met,&lt;br /&gt;I knew if I'l have him, I will never fret.&lt;br /&gt;At first things were very complicated.&lt;br /&gt;So I stepped back, relaxed, and waited.&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought something would spark.&lt;br /&gt;Cause in my heart, he made a mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actualy I didnt see it coming,&lt;br /&gt;I just found myself loving.&lt;br /&gt;Especially at times when he's at my sight,&lt;br /&gt;He just proves even more that he's Mister Right.&lt;br /&gt;So okay, I admit I was tamed.&lt;br /&gt;For since there was him, I am never the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet talks,&lt;br /&gt;Funny walks,&lt;br /&gt;His hug, his kiss.&lt;br /&gt;Those are the things I would never want to miss.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I really wont, because on December Nine,&lt;br /&gt;This stubborn&amp;crazy&amp;hyper man became officially mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you &amp; your charisma, :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mister Derick Ramilla. :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOGGING DONE!&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-5335500536692240948?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5335500536692240948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5335500536692240948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-longings.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-2314026059077862092</id><published>2010-12-06T10:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T10:39:36.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spell my life. I-N-C-O-N-S-I-S-T-E-N-T.&lt;br /&gt;Its like as if everything will exist for just a moment.&lt;br /&gt;Like nothing is ever permanent.&lt;br /&gt;And the most tiring part? The adjustment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oftentimes, I ask myself, why this cost?&lt;br /&gt;I might be doing wrong deeds, but never was I the host.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I was; but atleast not in most.&lt;br /&gt;Because Im sure, not all who wander are lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I suffer from my own mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to rely on chocolates and cakes.&lt;br /&gt;Not because no one is there to listen to my heartaches,&lt;br /&gt;But because somehow.. I know I have what it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa Carlton said that there are lessons we can never learn.&lt;br /&gt;Well I beg to disagree, if only you'd check what Ive earned.&lt;br /&gt;Because through all the pain comes out who's real concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endowed with talents which I use of course,&lt;br /&gt;I thank God above for being their source&lt;br /&gt;By enhancing it by mission, not just by force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how much pessimistic I was at first?&lt;br /&gt;But hey, that triggered my being-optimistic to burst.&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say, that's my way of quenching my thirst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the words are increasingly decreasing.&lt;br /&gt;But atleast it left you and me smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From four lines to three to two,&lt;br /&gt;Let this one contain a thanks to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, like what I will declare in this last line,&lt;br /&gt;As long as YOU are there, I will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-As told by Faye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;OHHHHHHHHH IM TIRED OF EXCUSES.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-2314026059077862092?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2314026059077862092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2314026059077862092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2010/12/spell-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-774219649561729249</id><published>2010-08-06T01:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T01:34:55.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr1SeoD8yI/AAAAAAAAAY0/sqoOIFjY8qs/s1600/36442_108664532517347_102386719811795_77945_5100723_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr1SeoD8yI/AAAAAAAAAY0/sqoOIFjY8qs/s320/36442_108664532517347_102386719811795_77945_5100723_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501979592594027298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr1SHVGJmI/AAAAAAAAAYs/glA_8PaoQ-I/s1600/37988_1381709145012_1300459602_31120867_1481043_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr1SHVGJmI/AAAAAAAAAYs/glA_8PaoQ-I/s320/37988_1381709145012_1300459602_31120867_1481043_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501979586340464226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr1Rz9tKzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/t_yLOC7abgI/s1600/38196_1381709625024_1300459602_31120877_3200466_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr1Rz9tKzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/t_yLOC7abgI/s320/38196_1381709625024_1300459602_31120877_3200466_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501979581142084402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr1Ru_5IrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/WwdIJ13JSA0/s1600/38821_113791645337969_102386719811795_113700_5411393_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr1Ru_5IrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/WwdIJ13JSA0/s320/38821_113791645337969_102386719811795_113700_5411393_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501979579809079986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr1RbpridI/AAAAAAAAAYU/1FpfYXzUVI8/s1600/38258_113788795338254_102386719811795_113580_6395382_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr1RbpridI/AAAAAAAAAYU/1FpfYXzUVI8/s320/38258_113788795338254_102386719811795_113580_6395382_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501979574615640530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about Faye.&lt;br /&gt;I miss being the Faye I want.&lt;br /&gt;I miss highschool, i miss elementary grade.&lt;br /&gt;Its way too difficult in college :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, life must always go on anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sorry, John Vincent Esquillo. Kung pwede lang kita mahalin eh :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-As told by Faye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 months single! &amp; counting.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr0FAw4GjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/tvrhG9j3FS0/s1600/34461_1365480137388_1243180098_30791202_6093099_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr0FAw4GjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/tvrhG9j3FS0/s320/34461_1365480137388_1243180098_30791202_6093099_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501978261728008754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr0E45UkBI/AAAAAAAAAYE/YegxkKtFS8I/s1600/33392_1218229155143_1811323635_437167_438656_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr0E45UkBI/AAAAAAAAAYE/YegxkKtFS8I/s320/33392_1218229155143_1811323635_437167_438656_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501978259615944722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr0EvMS9WI/AAAAAAAAAX8/z6YnIXBZYw4/s1600/39256_1397576471572_1597061696_31254416_859169_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr0EvMS9WI/AAAAAAAAAX8/z6YnIXBZYw4/s320/39256_1397576471572_1597061696_31254416_859169_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501978257011176802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr0Ec3_IdI/AAAAAAAAAX0/OdH7nj0ueqQ/s1600/39042_1397575031536_1597061696_31254404_49411_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr0Ec3_IdI/AAAAAAAAAX0/OdH7nj0ueqQ/s320/39042_1397575031536_1597061696_31254404_49411_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501978252094153170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr0EMM7NOI/AAAAAAAAAXs/HQ0CUe5yYNk/s1600/38395_1397577271592_1597061696_31254421_764373_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr0EMM7NOI/AAAAAAAAAXs/HQ0CUe5yYNk/s320/38395_1397577271592_1597061696_31254421_764373_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501978247618573538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know in due time, someone can make me feel like a woman, &amp; a littl girl at the same time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-774219649561729249?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/774219649561729249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/774219649561729249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-miss-everything-about-faye.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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/_ugxKca7lJmk/TFr1SeoD8yI/AAAAAAAAAY0/sqoOIFjY8qs/s72-c/36442_108664532517347_102386719811795_77945_5100723_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-3264643041401327589</id><published>2010-04-29T00:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T01:08:54.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3.2&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My graduation - March 31,2010.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-day in School last March 12,2010.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/S9hnZQzk_sI/AAAAAAAAAXk/n4hRIo5GeYc/s320/Photo0252.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465231831519788738" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/S9hnYxr317I/AAAAAAAAAXc/z1Kfw8pI-E0/s320/Photo0163.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465231823165970354" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/S9hnYvIWGcI/AAAAAAAAAXU/eXu2YtwPLzU/s320/Photo0161.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465231822480087490" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/S9hnYP-Bd6I/AAAAAAAAAXM/qJpeEtD6suI/s320/DSC02970.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465231814115293090" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/S9hnXRn4TWI/AAAAAAAAAXE/AJAq0yuwz1E/s320/DSC02967.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465231797379419490" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Told by Faye. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my birthday this year,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a surprise party by my friends,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and boyfriend.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How lucky I am :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-3264643041401327589?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;font color=white&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some very private reasons, i always.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to give some things up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's how life goes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to let go of something,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to gain a lot more.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, and as always ;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Goodbye to some of my dearest treasures :(&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-8982191592352347866?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8982191592352347866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8982191592352347866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-some-very-private-reasons-i-always.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-8101566701894622835</id><published>2010-03-02T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T17:10:45.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;font color=blue&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S I N G A P O R E !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get your asses on my friendster :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;email : missfaye_wtbh@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missyou all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-8101566701894622835?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8101566701894622835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8101566701894622835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2010/03/s-i-n-g-p-o-r-e-get-your-asses-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-8587089696249985022</id><published>2010-02-14T15:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T15:33:31.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY TO EVERYONE :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i dont buy the idea of celebrating it, just.. to greet you all is good enough. haha. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE &lt;strong&gt;CARLOS&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;zero.two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-8587089696249985022?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8587089696249985022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8587089696249985022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day-to-everyone-though.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-8369554035395308154</id><published>2010-02-07T10:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T10:45:33.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/S24o9lWvfCI/AAAAAAAAAW8/a2yQ99o3g7A/s1600-h/DSC02939_002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/S24o9lWvfCI/AAAAAAAAAW8/a2yQ99o3g7A/s320/DSC02939_002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435326838747397154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; STILL AS STRONG AS THE FIRST DAY*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything, lips :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-8369554035395308154?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8369554035395308154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8369554035395308154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2010/02/still-as-strong-as-first-day-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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/_ugxKca7lJmk/S24o9lWvfCI/AAAAAAAAAW8/a2yQ99o3g7A/s72-c/DSC02939_002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-4519570893807803402</id><published>2009-12-14T20:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:39:24.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SyYx2f1jGEI/AAAAAAAAAW0/The_B50jXUY/s1600-h/ffff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SyYx2f1jGEI/AAAAAAAAAW0/The_B50jXUY/s320/ffff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415070414288394306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISTER CARLOS MANALO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;December 2, 2009 is that magic date.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I HOPE THIS TIME, IT WILL LAST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; I MISS YOU S I N G A P O R E !&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-4519570893807803402?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4519570893807803402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4519570893807803402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-mister-carlos-manalo.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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/_ugxKca7lJmk/SyYx2f1jGEI/AAAAAAAAAW0/The_B50jXUY/s72-c/ffff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-1516845351092172844</id><published>2009-11-29T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:27:25.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; still end up in being a dancer :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-1516845351092172844?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1516845351092172844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1516845351092172844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/11/cheerdance-d.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-2852833096936675357</id><published>2009-11-15T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:43:25.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moron, im still alive :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-2852833096936675357?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2852833096936675357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2852833096936675357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/11/moron-im-still-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-8479776034933744039</id><published>2009-08-06T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:14:56.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt; IN CASE SOMEONE KEEPS OPENING THIS BLOG OF MINE... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE SO ON TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;wait. i remembered saying this ... &lt;i&gt;"i might post again. But that's when i can finally say that. Hey, Faye here. I take control of my life now &amp; my family trust me already."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; DAMN IT. THAT IS STILL NOT WHAT'S HAPPENING! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you get it mister blog?&lt;br /&gt;The life i have now, is just a rewind of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed you, blog.&lt;br /&gt;I miss singapore &amp; the dudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys wont forget me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, the last guy i posted about.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. As usual, were not together anymore,.&lt;br /&gt;Long distance is crap.&lt;br /&gt;WE JUST CANT GET ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to him, were still friends &amp; alright:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES.MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE. SINGAPORE, I MISS YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-8479776034933744039?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8479776034933744039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8479776034933744039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-case-someone-keeps-opening-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-8102436848007178574</id><published>2009-05-19T02:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T03:09:08.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;HELLO . THIS COULD VERY WELL BE MY LAST POST IN THIS BLOG.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I guess a new life means a new chapter.&lt;br /&gt;Since ive been saying so much that i will change, i will grow up, i will GET on with my life, &lt;b&gt;THEN LET THINGS END HERE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, i might post again. But that's when i can finally say that.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Faye here. I take control of my life now &amp; my family trust me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends in Singapore, okay, to all MANJUSRIANS..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I would swear that before i go back, for one whole year, i should step my feet&lt;br /&gt;on the grounds of NEW MJR . To see all of you again. &amp; to say a very nice goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, everything in this blog has been my life in SINGAPORE.&lt;br /&gt;It was mixed up. I experienced alot over here.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt regret a thing . REALLY. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;You should try reading my old post &amp; witness the growth ive found.&lt;br /&gt;So.. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TO SPICE THINGS UP..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the latest FAYE, &amp; that prince over there whom,&lt;br /&gt;i can say, is A BIG REASON why im happy &amp; why there's hope in me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this blog to TEMPORARILY CLOSE DOWN .&lt;br /&gt;Right from this post, Right from these pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thankyou, you takecare, &amp; Goodbye for now.:)&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGvs-wiJmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/DTHY7XIEOzQ/s1600-h/DSC02594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGvs-wiJmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/DTHY7XIEOzQ/s320/DSC02594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337240220706416226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGvsgMHvMI/AAAAAAAAAWk/waQN7RvGDhQ/s1600-h/DSC02683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGvsgMHvMI/AAAAAAAAAWk/waQN7RvGDhQ/s320/DSC02683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337240212500626626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGvsZCCd4I/AAAAAAAAAWc/OGd5w-urQs8/s1600-h/DSC02543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGvsZCCd4I/AAAAAAAAAWc/OGd5w-urQs8/s320/DSC02543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337240210579289986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGvsHEWt4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/JnBqsI6AIZo/s1600-h/DSC00526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGvsHEWt4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/JnBqsI6AIZo/s320/DSC00526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337240205757167490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGvsBiyWUI/AAAAAAAAAWM/cVK9OmOwdDA/s1600-h/DSC00523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGvsBiyWUI/AAAAAAAAAWM/cVK9OmOwdDA/s320/DSC00523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337240204274194754" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGujEJs_cI/AAAAAAAAAV8/g6s31i1_2LY/s1600-h/DSC02636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGujEJs_cI/AAAAAAAAAV8/g6s31i1_2LY/s320/DSC02636.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337238950843841986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGui5CqmaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/A2IAAhlm31w/s1600-h/DSC02634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGui5CqmaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/A2IAAhlm31w/s320/DSC02634.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337238947861535138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGuipPa_SI/AAAAAAAAAVs/G5vodn_F6CI/s1600-h/DSC02648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGuipPa_SI/AAAAAAAAAVs/G5vodn_F6CI/s320/DSC02648.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337238943620070690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGuiUApfhI/AAAAAAAAAVk/aysUf5j0JUc/s1600-h/DSC00509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGuiUApfhI/AAAAAAAAAVk/aysUf5j0JUc/s320/DSC00509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337238937920962066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will take care of myself. &amp; uh, i just want this sentence to be the last. I said this before but uh.. ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been to so much failed relationships. i keep saying i want every of it to last. i dont wanna say so much this time. let time and love decide my fate. cause im loosing grip.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As told by F-A-Y-E. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-8102436848007178574?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8102436848007178574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8102436848007178574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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/_ugxKca7lJmk/ShGvs-wiJmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/DTHY7XIEOzQ/s72-c/DSC02594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-5766999180829889014</id><published>2009-05-13T04:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T04:14:44.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Let life flow. That was what i placed in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to love my home, my parents, myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i realised, at the end of the day ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd still end up at home , with your parents - talking to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/ but im thankful . cause mc, you never failed to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as youve said, keep holding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets prove something nobody would ever dare to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iloveyousomuch love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;interesting ; one month passed but the love just keeps getting stronger. hmmm. heaven sent. ive been to so much failed relationships. i keep saying i want every of it to last. i dont wanna say so much this time. let time and love decide my fate. cause im loosing grip.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-5766999180829889014?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5766999180829889014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5766999180829889014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-5381755218384206959</id><published>2009-04-22T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:30:13.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love MC. I have a quiet and happy life again. It will end i know, but i wont give up. He took the risk ; and so i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-5381755218384206959?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5381755218384206959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5381755218384206959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-mc.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-3118036363554309616</id><published>2009-04-07T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T15:26:45.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm broke but I'm happy &lt;br /&gt;I'm poor but I'm kind &lt;br /&gt;I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah &lt;br /&gt;I'm high but I'm grounded &lt;br /&gt;I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed &lt;br /&gt;I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it all comes down to &lt;br /&gt;Is that everything's gonna be fine fine fine &lt;br /&gt;I've got one hand in my pocket &lt;br /&gt;And the other one is giving a high five &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel drunk but I'm sober &lt;br /&gt;I'm young and I'm underpaid &lt;br /&gt;I'm tired but I'm working, yeah &lt;br /&gt;I care but I'm worthless &lt;br /&gt;I'm here but I'm really gone &lt;br /&gt;I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it all comes down to &lt;br /&gt;Is that everything's gonna be quite alright &lt;br /&gt;I've got one hand in my pocket &lt;br /&gt;And the other one is flicking a cigarette &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it all comes down to &lt;br /&gt;Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet &lt;br /&gt;I've got one hand in my pocket &lt;br /&gt;And the other one is giving the peace sign &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm free but I'm focused &lt;br /&gt;I'm green but I'm wise &lt;br /&gt;I'm shy but I'm friendly baby &lt;br /&gt;I'm sad but I'm laughing &lt;br /&gt;I'm brave but I'm chicken shit &lt;br /&gt;I'm sick but I'm pretty baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what it all boils down to &lt;br /&gt;Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet &lt;br /&gt;I've got one hand in my pocket &lt;br /&gt;And the other one is playing the piano &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it all comes down to my friends &lt;br /&gt;Is that everything's just fine fine fine &lt;br /&gt;I've got one hand in my pocket &lt;br /&gt;And the other one is hailing a taxicab...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; this song is really me. EXACTLY me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-3118036363554309616?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/3118036363554309616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/3118036363554309616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-broke-but-im-happy-im-poor-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-5868773274240277420</id><published>2009-04-06T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T01:17:07.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lalala :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Errrr . Im happy today:) But uh, the date's probably gonna be 8th of april cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;its PAST 12 midnight. Its April 6! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Urrrm. I guess i found a friend. To lean on to? To laugh &amp;amp; reminisce with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okay im not expecting anything. We both aint actually. We know where we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;stand and that's what i love about him :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I just hope that guy would find a girl soon. Kase he deserves to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ay ewan. Bsta today was great. Met marky at kallang mrt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tapos we went to Skate Park. Met the rest of the group! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;He sent me back to kallang mrt , Tambay saglit. (Slacked abit).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tapos ayun. Uwian na. Nasermunan nanaman ako kasi reached home @ 11.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And then.. Ayun masaya lang :D Sana laging ganun. Ang sarap ksama ni marky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh and he told me alot of things that i should learn. Thankyouuuu tlga to him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ahaha. Ayun end of the post :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Actually, deep inside.. Im so happy to hear that you thought about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and asked how am i doing to our friends. Hope your doing fineeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;BECAUSE THE RULE OF MOVING ON really works out on us . imissyoudear:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-5868773274240277420?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5868773274240277420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5868773274240277420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-6-2009-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-8299276262396577596</id><published>2009-04-04T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:25:35.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff;" color="#993399" face="ms gothic, gothic"&gt;Er hello :|&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;hahas. Read my Personal blog just now and it was uh, touching. amazing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;unbelievable. :|&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;As in, i didnt know i went through that much. No one knows actually. Well. Ayun :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;Wala lang. nkaka-mangha! hehe. Ayyy. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;Nakaka-miss din kasi maging Free &amp; Complete . Kaso di na tlga mababalik yun e :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;Imperfection accepted. ahaha! Blablablabla.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;I wanna go to school na :(&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;I wanna have fun na ulit, wanna be scolded, wanna do some "takas".&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;&amp; blablablabla.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;Surprisingly, Im really a great woman okay. Im over you. :|&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-8299276262396577596?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8299276262396577596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8299276262396577596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/04/reflections.html' title='Reflections.'/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-7705196079735387415</id><published>2009-04-01T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:02:51.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth. HOW HOW HOW?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#6633ff" face="ms gothic, gothic"&gt;Don’t be afraid to cry,&lt;br&gt;It wasn’t wasted time.&lt;br&gt;We just couldn’t win that fight,&lt;br&gt;And I knew you couldn’t stay.&lt;br&gt;You had to go your way..&lt;br&gt;There’s really nothing left to say.&lt;br&gt;But every now and then you cross my mind ;&lt;br&gt;And I try not to think about where you are tonight.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I miss you&lt;br&gt;’Cause I really miss you.&lt;br&gt;There’s no going back ‘cause what’s done is done..&lt;br&gt;But I miss you ; ‘cause I really miss you&lt;br&gt;But sometimes love just ain’t enough.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We didn’t write the rules..&lt;br&gt;It wasn’t me, wasn’t you.&lt;br&gt;We both know that life is cruel..&lt;br&gt;I know we can’t go down that road again.&lt;br&gt;And it hurts too much to think what might have been..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know we can’t escape from the paths that we have chosen.&lt;br&gt;But every now and then, I’m reminded ;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#6633ff" face="ms gothic, gothic"&gt;I know we can’t go down that road again&lt;br&gt;And it hurts too much to think what might have been..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And how the hell can i be happy if all these times i know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she's been playing around with you? ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didnt leave you to be fooled around. But still i hope your doing just fine. :|&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-7705196079735387415?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7705196079735387415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7705196079735387415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/04/truth-how-how-how.html' title='The truth. HOW HOW HOW?'/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-8604903036699197503</id><published>2009-03-28T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:58:50.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif"&gt;HELLO!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;ahaha. what's the cheer about? hehs. Nothing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;Just that when i went out just now, i managed to look at people. Waha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;Let me explain, kase im blinded by pain &amp; anger kaya i cant see anyone else.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;But just now, i dont know why either but i felt some happiness within me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;and i actually started looking at people and see them laugh, talk and stare:)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;Alm mo yun? Just like i forgotten who i was then im finding myself slowly. waa drama!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;hahaha. Yea, naging drama queen lang cguro ako. ahaha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;Well seriously, alam ko na ang problema ko.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;INSECURITY &amp; UNCONTENTMENT.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;- una sa lahat, when we people make a decision, were supposed to face&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;whatever the consequences will be right? Pero sometimes, when you see yourself&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;not progressing at all, you'll feel some insecurity inside of you and tend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;to blame HIM, or HER, or just whoever else is around you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;Tama ako diba? I guess dumaan lang ako dun. Kaya naging 'baluktot'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;ung ugali ko. wahaha. IM SINCERELY SORRY FOR THOSE IVE GIVEN ATITUDES :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;Sana po maintindahan nyo :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;Pero now, im really trying hard. VERY HARD. &lt;b&gt;to be happy:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;To be REAL HAPPY. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;Masaya na din ako para &lt;u&gt;sakanya.&lt;/u&gt; Ayoko ng mag stop nalang sa kung saan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;ako nangiwan, at kung saan ako dumaan. I WANNA MOVE ON.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;Maybe that's why he asked me before, "you wanna move on?" .&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;I understand now. Really. Thankyou for that.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;I promise to try hard na maging masaya na DIN. Since i know your happily&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;living your life na. hehe. Ah ewan :) IYAKIN KASI AKO. at gusto ko baguhin un! :))&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;Hay grabe. Ang saya ko. Really, ang saya sa puso. Parang nagising ako sa katotohanan.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;ahaha. Well ayun.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;Again i want to say ;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;I WANT THE MONTH OF JUNE TO COME ALITTLE LITTLE FASTER.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;KASE IM SO READY TO START MY LIFE AS A SIXTEEN YEAR-OLD LADY!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So to all the people , the bitches and the punks who made me felt so&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;guilty, so rejected, so desperate, MARAMING SALAMAT .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;Dahil pinakita nyo lang sakin na di kayo dpat pagak-sayahan ng oras.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;Sorry, english = THANKYOU SO MUCH. Like because, you just actually proved me that i&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;shouldnt be wasting my time on you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;I saw an old friend of mine just now. And guess what. I saw myself too.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;So from a distance, i wanna smile for those people who loved me til the end:)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;THANKYOU . IM SORRY and LETS START ANEW!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;THANKYOU LORD! I KNOW YOUR THE ONE BEHIND THIS HEART. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;SAKUPIN MO PUSO KO PANGINOON! hehehe.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;Kaya mga girls dyan, nako nako. Lets shine like NOW .&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia"&gt;- As told by Faye. (;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-8604903036699197503?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8604903036699197503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8604903036699197503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-is-getting-smoother.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-7222798671638529221</id><published>2009-03-28T01:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:16:35.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;haha. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed emotions throughout the whole fucking day.&lt;br /&gt;My background song really do suit me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i ended that to make everything okay for him.&lt;br /&gt;SO I REALLY HOPE EVERYTHING'S JUST PLAIN HAPPY FOR HIM NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hug *FIRA* - code name.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha! NAPATUNAYAN KONG CUTE XA AT MATANGKAD NA NGAUN.&lt;br /&gt;PUTEK KA ANTAYIN MO PAG UWI KO NG PINAS! WAHAHA. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;actually, your not in my heart anymore. but just somewhere in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;i keep longing for you :|&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-7222798671638529221?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7222798671638529221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7222798671638529221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-6453287466681910600</id><published>2009-03-25T01:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T02:15:20.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are just so intolerable.&lt;br /&gt;HAIS :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally understand why the truth hurts.&lt;br /&gt;And why people deny the truth for the sake of their own faces.&lt;br /&gt;People are really selfish. Inconsiderate.&lt;br /&gt;I understand that im loosing and that ive lost alot from that.&lt;br /&gt;BUT PLEASE. How come your very own friends just pull you down even more?&lt;br /&gt;Are those even called friends =x&lt;br /&gt;Ya right. Its just like i spend time with them just&lt;br /&gt;because i respect them and i know i wouldnt be this person&lt;br /&gt;i am now if not because of them. So in simpler words.&lt;br /&gt;Im just seeking gratitude now. JUST WHEN I GET TIRED OF THIS SITUATION ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt; I'L SIMPLY FORGET EVERYONE ELSE BUT MYSELF!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, ive done that to EVEN MORE BELOVED FRIENDS before.&lt;br /&gt;Why cant i do it again? Its simply out of my control i know.&lt;br /&gt;But why hold on to something i can just let go without efforts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, sickening.&lt;br /&gt;Cmon, i want the month of june to come a little faster.&lt;br /&gt;Im ready for school.&lt;br /&gt;Im ready to start anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last time when all the troubles are around the corner,&lt;br /&gt;time is so fucking fast. Too fast that i dont even have the&lt;br /&gt;time to resolve anything.&lt;br /&gt;But now, no troubles already and yet the time is speeding so&lt;br /&gt;slow that trouble comes out by itself!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THE HELL CAN I JUST LIE BACK AND RELAX!&lt;br /&gt;TO A GOD OR FAIRY WHO SEES THIS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;GIVE ME A BREAK FOR GOODNESS SAKE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo. &lt;i&gt;im sorry, nowhere else to spill.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-6453287466681910600?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6453287466681910600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6453287466681910600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-people-are-just-so-intolerable.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-3766342610500923739</id><published>2009-03-20T02:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:14:07.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you're taking the town again..&lt;br /&gt;Having a good time, with all your good time friends.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that you think of me :)&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now, &lt;u&gt;and I'm alone and free&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I should get on with my life..&lt;br /&gt;But a life lived without you could never be right ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as long as the stars shine down from the heavens,&lt;br /&gt;long as the rivers run to the sea..&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you, getting over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to smile so the hurt won't show ..&lt;br /&gt;Tell everybody I was glad to see you go.&lt;br /&gt;But the tears just won't go away :(&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness found me, looks like it's here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I oughta find someone new,&lt;br /&gt;but all I find is myself always thinking of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as long as the stars shine down from the heavens,&lt;br /&gt;long as the rivers run to the sea..&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you, getting over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do,&lt;br /&gt;It's like a lifetime to live through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't go on like this&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;s&gt;I need your touch&lt;/s&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one I've ever loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as long as the stars shine down from the heavens,&lt;br /&gt;long as the rivers run to the sea..&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you, getting over me&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you, getting over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as long as the stars shine down from the heavens,&lt;br /&gt;long as the rivers run to the sea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you, getting over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never get over you .. Getting over &lt;b&gt;ME.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-3766342610500923739?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/3766342610500923739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/3766342610500923739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hear-youre-taking-town-again-having.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-8067053678895678252</id><published>2009-03-11T07:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T07:46:11.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facing problems alone :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;well this is what i wanted anyway..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hope it works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-8067053678895678252?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8067053678895678252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8067053678895678252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/03/facing-problems-alone-well-this-is-what.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-1690643478067566079</id><published>2009-03-08T15:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T15:39:57.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you :(&lt;br /&gt;that's all i can ever think of .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;imissyou.&lt;br /&gt;im not over you &amp; i dont wana get over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if he's thinking of me like too .&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if it ever crosses his mind that i so wanted this to work out but the situations just wont let me.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if he miss me.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder . if he found someone else to love :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. IMISSYOUUUU :(&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko ng yakap mu! huhuhu :(&lt;br /&gt;uuwi na ko jan.&lt;br /&gt;yakapin mu kooo :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-1690643478067566079?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1690643478067566079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1690643478067566079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-miss-you-thats-all-i-can-ever-think.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-4851155376047652920</id><published>2009-03-01T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:33:03.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten, sorry. thankyou. &amp; for the last time in this blog,&lt;br /&gt;i really love you. dont forget me. were..&lt;br /&gt;well. ayaw mo ng friends. so, bsta. may pinagsamahan tayo.&lt;br /&gt;bsta. magingat ka. thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at yung hug ko.&lt;br /&gt;ibibigay mo un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. un na un. thankyou. iloveyou. BBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-4851155376047652920?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4851155376047652920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4851155376047652920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/03/ten-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-4154153044514855398</id><published>2009-02-15T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:54:01.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais. i so love my cousin okay!&lt;br /&gt;Kuya mark. thankyou man. i choosed the right person to talked to.&lt;br /&gt;I will consider what you told me .&lt;br /&gt;thank you,. goodluck to that fucking result. hope its N. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear. i miss you damn much. Please remember what i told you.&lt;br /&gt;Those 3 things.&lt;br /&gt;I dont really think you took it seriously pero, ayun.&lt;br /&gt;hayaan mo na. Bsta. bahala nalang.&lt;br /&gt;I really miss you. Sna maayus natin to. And sana&lt;br /&gt;enough of those probs na. iloveyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magpakabait kna ng tuluyan!&lt;br /&gt;wag ka na maglie. khit white lie lang un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm. HAAAY nako.&lt;br /&gt;i'l hug you tight once i get back.&lt;br /&gt;sna you'll wait without doing any naughty things.&lt;br /&gt;i really love you.&lt;br /&gt;kaw na bahala sa srili mo jan.&lt;br /&gt;wag kana mtulog sa ibang lguar ulit. once is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cge. BYE GUYS. do takecare.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-4154153044514855398?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4154153044514855398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4154153044514855398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/02/hais.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-7345962022420687173</id><published>2009-02-14T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:23:44.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive no time for anything na!&lt;br /&gt;HOY TENTEN. sorry. di tlga me nagool.&lt;br /&gt;kng anu anu nnman iniicp mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEYOU . un lang. imissyou. pakabait :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-7345962022420687173?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7345962022420687173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7345962022420687173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-no-time-for-anything-na-hoy-tenten.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-4405680730990803963</id><published>2009-02-12T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:02:11.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAWDDDDD. hmm hmm. i didnt sleep at all can .&lt;br /&gt;bathe at 6.30 am and off to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;aeroplane took off at 10.35 am , reached the philippines around 2 pm.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed down to out place here &amp; reached home at 4 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i dont know why but, i didnt felt that 'so miss them' feeling alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;AIYAA . what's wrong with meee. or maybe bcos i havent&lt;br /&gt;seen my friends yet ; or the church ; or my school.&lt;br /&gt;whatever. we'll see . HMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss tenten ! i miss the whole group.&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEYOUDEAR.&lt;br /&gt;pakabait ka uh!&lt;br /&gt;wla ko ggwin. taong bahay me d2. kalaro mga pinsan ko.&lt;br /&gt;magblog ka lgi uh. mwah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-4405680730990803963?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4405680730990803963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4405680730990803963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/02/gawddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-2176051342410518019</id><published>2009-02-12T05:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T06:10:10.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoz. almost 6 am now. &amp; i swear, i havent sleep from 11 am just now.&lt;br /&gt;hehs. For all of those who dont know yet ; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im gonna be away for 2 weeks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So .. yea, those who have my friendster, comment or message me okay.&lt;br /&gt;or leave an offline message in MSN. thankyou :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. whatever. Seriously, it was a very tiring but happy day before&lt;br /&gt;i go back. (&lt;u&gt;which was Feb 11.&lt;/u&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, met up with dear at kallang mrt then went to orchard to meet up&lt;br /&gt;with the rest of our friends (:&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES! i feel like uploading them. Since its been a long time since i did that.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Here you go !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SZNIhQzaW1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/bVJtx-gQ2tM/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SZNIhQzaW1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/bVJtx-gQ2tM/s320/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301660922628692818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SZNIhDkMt9I/AAAAAAAAAVU/Kg6Ih2JKGUA/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SZNIhDkMt9I/AAAAAAAAAVU/Kg6Ih2JKGUA/s320/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301660919075223506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SZNIgxRLkDI/AAAAAAAAAVM/sAcd-nH9Y50/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SZNIgxRLkDI/AAAAAAAAAVM/sAcd-nH9Y50/s320/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301660914163617842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SZNIgw5q_TI/AAAAAAAAAVE/qvCUR8rHyBA/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SZNIgw5q_TI/AAAAAAAAAVE/qvCUR8rHyBA/s320/DSC00063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301660914065014066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SZNIgniLcUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/nsRv4xsb9_c/s1600-h/Image044(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SZNIgniLcUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/nsRv4xsb9_c/s320/Image044(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301660911550558530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Thankyou for coming / saying your farewells. haha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp; to dear.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=purple&gt;Be good okay! 2 weeks. Er. We have our plans already. Dont fucking listen to your VERY GOOD AND LOYAL friends. hah! you get what i mean. But dont worry ; i wont accuse you of anything. Thanks for being with me on my last day. Imissyoualready. Find something to do okay. AND BLOG WHAT YOU DID ALL DAY. you miss out one day , your dead! @#~@#!~@!@#@#.&lt;br /&gt;hahs. &amp; please dont think that i wont come back. I WILL. you idiot.&lt;br /&gt;I wont do anything that will hurt you too. &amp; spend valentine's day good. although it dont really exist in our love dictionary. HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Just stay the same. I still want a horny bastard bf when i get back. Ilove&lt;font color=red&gt;you&lt;/font&gt;dearest.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont miss me too much! takecare everyone .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-2176051342410518019?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2176051342410518019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2176051342410518019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/02/yoz.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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/_ugxKca7lJmk/SZNIhQzaW1I/AAAAAAAAAVc/bVJtx-gQ2tM/s72-c/DSC00040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-7597863097981408026</id><published>2009-02-10T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:32:38.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. Lalala. Slept at 6:06 am today! or should i say just now?&lt;br /&gt;ha! crap. Quarelled with him again. &amp; the hell. its . . . immature.&lt;br /&gt;we both know that . but nevermind. i understand him .&lt;br /&gt;blablablabla. exchanged curses again.&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL. haha. nothing, iloveyou. :)&lt;br /&gt;Still ended the night with that same old iloveyou but its lovely okay.&lt;br /&gt;Gawd. We really must be so scared of each other huh?&lt;br /&gt;pero. yea, its tiring yow. enough of those accusations.&lt;br /&gt;You said you'll try to stop being childish right ?&lt;br /&gt;SINABI MO YUN! hahaha. okay, i dont wanna think so much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I want something stable. with you. So bla, all up to love. LOL :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ANYWAYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;ive been blog hopping . its pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;i think singaporeans are starting to be mature.&lt;br /&gt;But overall, i see most bloggers talk about &lt;b&gt;trust&lt;/b&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;UH TRUST. yes. from the voices of those ive read about ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;You are so Right.&lt;/u&gt; Dont trust anyone that easily.&lt;br /&gt;Being fooled aint easy ya know ?&lt;br /&gt;It seriously can corrupt your personality .&lt;br /&gt;You might even tend to take revenge on nice people.&lt;br /&gt;huh huh huh huh . whutever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;I SO WANNA GO SCHOOL NOW! TO WHATEVER SCHOOL!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cmon. cmon. cmon.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna move now. i want to pass my n &amp; o levels.&lt;br /&gt;i want to move to poly already.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; hopefully uni . get that fucking degree and get a job.&lt;br /&gt;get a house, live on my own. handle my life.&lt;br /&gt;visit the philippines whenever i want, get back here for money,&lt;br /&gt;do charity, buy my parents their own house.&lt;br /&gt;find myself that partner. &lt;i&gt;er ten will that be you? haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then just fucking rest for the rest of my life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, if only its as easy as typing .&lt;br /&gt;Okay. whatever. back to basics . school school school. come to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARG. i gotta bathe . my mom &amp; me are going out. i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;but dear, im really sorry for not abiding your . . wants. ok? haha. lets be alright na. lets learn how to find trust in each other. ah anything. just please be always the reason kung bakit and2 ako sa singapore. coz if i dont see you with me here, no point staying d2 e. alam mo na un. iloveyouten. iloveyou. thanks for swallowing your pride last night (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magtino na tayo ah! ahaha. be home early later. if your really gonna go out. mwah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. done. bbye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-7597863097981408026?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7597863097981408026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7597863097981408026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-4367843228329020844</id><published>2009-02-09T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:44:03.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Decisions.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, how i hate making them. its 1:40 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Just had a talk with my mom. Okay, its about why i didnt went back home.&lt;br /&gt;Reasons were spoken out ; both from her to me &amp; from me to her.&lt;br /&gt;I can see that she so want me to understand her.&lt;br /&gt;So instead of arguing back, i cried .&lt;br /&gt;&amp; blablabla, explanations here &amp; there.&lt;br /&gt;Until I told myself, &lt;i&gt;i need to tell her what i want now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FUCK. i did. i managed to tell her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THAT I WANT TO STAY IN SINGAPORE AND STUDY HERE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how i feel now ? HMMMMMMMMMMMMM :]&lt;br /&gt;god, its as if my 'stable life' is just around the corner now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but will be going back for a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;well, to those who hoped that im gonna be fucked out of sg,&lt;br /&gt;too bad. im staying. haha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&amp; thank you. for being &lt;u&gt;the reason&lt;/u&gt; of my stay.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;iloveyou(:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye everyone.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-4367843228329020844?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4367843228329020844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4367843228329020844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/02/decisions.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-817485835769766227</id><published>2009-02-09T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T01:16:37.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, viewer. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be 1 am soon. So, the date now is actually just feb 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Another life episode of faye is out. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;Basically, its all about running away again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday, Feb 06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go out with my friends . Well, tambay.&lt;br /&gt;But as all of you know, my mom is one big obstacle in going out.&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, she didnt went to work that day. So, i actually asked&lt;br /&gt;her permission. At first, i recieved all the scoldings &amp; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Same old things. It was, yea. sickening. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; blablablabla. that convo was extreme okay.&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt stand what she told me.&lt;br /&gt;Okay nevermind that. My friends were all together by 5 pm then.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, hearing all of them together, i cant stay at home like that -.-&lt;br /&gt;So i asked my mom's permission again.&lt;br /&gt;she allowed me, surprisingly. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so so so.&lt;br /&gt;Went to orchard lp. rooftop.&lt;br /&gt;Met all of them . those people are crazy yet senseful okay.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my dear . Haha. He's there ofcourse.&lt;br /&gt;Drank , laugh , talked , crapped , smoked , whutever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first set, went down to skate park .&lt;br /&gt;&amp; back to that rooftop for another drink.&lt;br /&gt;this time with 3 'kuyas' . hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, funny. Sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, were about to finish. &amp; the time was like 12 am +&lt;br /&gt;I know that even if im able to get to kallang mrt,&lt;br /&gt;ive no more chances of catching the bus.&lt;br /&gt;So i thought of not going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Actually, that was my intention the moment i went outta my house.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. so that's where all it started.&lt;br /&gt;Ten. He so want me to go home . The reasons are obvious . I know.&lt;br /&gt;But. Yea, at that moment, i dont wanna listen to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I just dont want to go home. &lt;u&gt;For real.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we quarelled. Like again, haha.&lt;br /&gt;It came to the point that i called my mom, &amp; with the supreme help&lt;br /&gt;of jello, well. it worked. she allowed me . &lt;i&gt;unwillingly&lt;/i&gt; though.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, its not as easy as that ok. Took us 30 mins+ to convice&lt;br /&gt;my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, 2 am by then. blablablabla.&lt;br /&gt;the whole group has nowhere to go .&lt;br /&gt;But okay, its because i dont wanna go home, so my group ACTUALLY&lt;br /&gt;didnt go home too. Touched. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;But i dont want this to happen again okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Took Nr7 to Tampines .&lt;br /&gt;slept at . . well. somewhere. hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blablablablabla. Woke up after an hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; went straight home . hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;With jello okay . I so adore her. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, reality time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;im really sorry for all the troubles that i caused.&lt;br /&gt;But as i promised all of you, it wont ever happen again. &amp; Thank you. Thank you so much for not leaving me behind. Especially You.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear panget. Hmm. salamat. Iloveyou. Seriously, i dont know how the hell will i do without you. Thanks for staying by my side. i really really appreciate that. Although nang-away knnman kgbi. hahaha. ayus lan. i understand.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna listen to you everytime na. Sorry ulit. for being naughty. hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=gray&gt;&amp; let this relationship last ha? wag kang pangit. ayoko sa iba. sayo ko lang gs2.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; to all my friends. who didnt go home TOO. haha. thank youuuuu. hahs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;To cheryl , imissyou. sorry didnt managed to chat long with you in msn.&lt;br /&gt;To deneng, kenneth &amp; dionis. I hope you guys are fine. I miss you :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i so gtg.&lt;br /&gt;My dear's waiting. haha .. BBYE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-817485835769766227?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/817485835769766227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/817485835769766227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-viewer.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-6624332156810703966</id><published>2009-02-06T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:06:25.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not posting okay?&lt;br /&gt;been really busy! hmmm hmmm :]&lt;br /&gt;whatever im doing in my life now, its not exactly good.&lt;br /&gt;but i know i improved alot . &amp; thank YOU. because im actually seeing directions because of you . hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;imissalotofpeoplebadly):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to jiajun too! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-6624332156810703966?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6624332156810703966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6624332156810703966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-sorry-for-not-posting-okay-been.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-5682051214063989562</id><published>2009-01-28T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T12:27:13.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another fight. God. Iloveyoumore i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Remember your promises &amp; i'l do my part.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for staying .&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your hug.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your comfort.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for STILL loving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jan kaw lang (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-5682051214063989562?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5682051214063989562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5682051214063989562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-fight.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-8862774687497220375</id><published>2009-01-27T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T13:53:33.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont longer complain or tell you what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;not because im selfish. but because i know&lt;br /&gt;im leaving you behind. from now on,&lt;br /&gt;i'l just treat you like your not mine at all.&lt;br /&gt;in fact your actually not. goodluck to us.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-8862774687497220375?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8862774687497220375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8862774687497220375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-wont-longer-complain-or-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-3065060789437953693</id><published>2009-01-26T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:43:36.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah! Fuck. Boring :|&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if only i knew i would be stuck at home&lt;br /&gt;just because of my group, i shouldve went to MJR for sec4.&lt;br /&gt;that way, i can still GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;Fucccckzxzxzs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks. Im leaving already &amp; yet i dont even have the time&lt;br /&gt;to spend with my friends here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to get drunk!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jidaaan. For goodness sake. I just wanna go out &amp; smoke &amp; drink like even JUST FOR A DAY. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, dont get me wrong okay.&lt;br /&gt;Not like im addicted or crazy or so into alcohols.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. whatever, i dont really care what the rest thinks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo. Hais, i cant accept the fact that &lt;br /&gt;im always at home :(&lt;br /&gt;FREAAAAK. childhood childhood! im yearning for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH . forget it. i'l watch series instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Oh &amp; HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may all Chinese recieve good luck for your new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;TAKECAREEEEEEEEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp; to the plans &amp; dreams we have, i hope love brings us there :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=0.3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. For still staying. For not giving up. I so wanna tell you alot of things. Thankyou. Thank you. Iloveyouten.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-3065060789437953693?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/3065060789437953693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/3065060789437953693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/01/gah-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-6839584695181279851</id><published>2009-01-23T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:48:07.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;quote&gt;Sitting down alone with people &lt;b&gt;actually&lt;/b&gt; there&lt;br /&gt;but you cant feel them ; is really my greatest downfall.&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I hate all the feelings that im encountering now.&lt;br /&gt;Everything that's good is gonna end soon.&lt;br /&gt;Infact, it already ended. But the pieces left are really still mendable.&lt;br /&gt;So everyone's trying hard. He &lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt; trying hard.&lt;br /&gt;The moment i heard that kind of voice tone from him,&lt;br /&gt;i just so wanna run to him &amp; hug him like so tight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;pero hindi nman pwede e ):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit nga ba ang daming pumipigil ? Mali ba to?&lt;br /&gt;Ang gulo gulo nman e. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the day i met him,&lt;br /&gt;both happiness &amp; doubts filled the inner me.&lt;br /&gt;I am so so full of worries &amp; fears.&lt;br /&gt;At hindi madali yun! Pero from the start, cnbi ko&lt;br /&gt;na mismo sa srili ko na mssktan at mssktan lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck everything. I really want him so much.&lt;br /&gt;So much, that im willing to give up what i can.&lt;br /&gt;Tanga nman e. Everything is just plain dumb from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;From those 'bawal mainlove' rules to 'bsta gn2 tayo' to NOW!&lt;br /&gt;I dont even know WHAT ARE WE now!&lt;br /&gt;GAAAAH. nkakapagod. Gs2 kong gawin to, gawin un,&lt;br /&gt;tanong yun, tanong to, Eh pucha. Ano ba ko?&lt;br /&gt;Sino ba ko? anung karapatan ko!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Dati nman, ang dali dali bumitaw e.&lt;br /&gt;Pero bat ndi ko ba mgwang tigilan nlang to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp; to think im leaving VERY SOON na?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God! dba mag mahirap yung pinili mong&lt;br /&gt;ituloy kahit na mta2pos lang din?&lt;br /&gt;ANU BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilovehim.ilovehim.ilovehim.ilovehim.ilovehim.ilovehim.&lt;br /&gt;#QRGVE%^J#%^GT^Q@ECFSAGFV~!@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lies. cheats. hidden reality. pain.&lt;br /&gt;Take those words off US can? ):&lt;br /&gt;Ive only like 2 months or so left, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i so want this to work out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bat ko ba to nrrmdaman. ayoko ng gn2. naka2inis.&lt;br /&gt;naghi2ntay ako ng tawag. TAWAG MO. its 11.44 PM ! FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;you asked me to hold on sa cellphone ko. GAGO.&lt;br /&gt;isang oras na kong nagiintay. ni ndi ko alam kng lasing kana.&lt;br /&gt;Or kung anu anu na nrrmdaman mo ngaun.&lt;br /&gt;GAAH.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel. Ten. Whoever you are. IKAW LANG GS2 KU EEEEEE ):&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na sa iba. mali yun dba ? ITS VERY WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im still thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;should i put everything to an end &amp; suffer?&lt;br /&gt;or let him just stay..... with you. you &amp; him.... &amp; suffer?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;quote&gt;Sitting down alone with people &lt;b&gt;actually&lt;/b&gt; there&lt;br /&gt;but you cant feel them ; is really my greatest downfall.&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-6839584695181279851?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6839584695181279851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6839584695181279851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/01/sitting-down-alone-with-people-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-5747175982529053429</id><published>2009-01-19T12:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:40:25.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so wanna quit KFC alrdy . lalalala. okay, reality check now.&lt;br /&gt;My mom found out that im actually bluffing her ; &lt;s&gt;at work&lt;/s&gt; but actually &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the grounded days are here again. But ofcourse, because i know she's gonna&lt;br /&gt;take my handphone as soon as i reach home, i asked for someone else's phone.&lt;br /&gt;So, my prepaid's still on okay! sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARG! problems again! so super suay. saturday night, it was suppose&lt;br /&gt;to be another group hang out with friends..&lt;br /&gt;But then -.-&lt;br /&gt;Okay, whatever. settled taiji at eunos .&lt;br /&gt;Boys sparring nias. JIDAN!@!#!#~@#~!@!#$&lt;br /&gt;that group is seriously so gay okay! they announced that they won,&lt;br /&gt;but what? were chasing after you all &amp; you guys run away?&lt;br /&gt;STUPID =x&lt;br /&gt;waste our time. not only that,&lt;br /&gt;they informed their parents about the fight.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!!? your parents know OUR parents luh!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK . go to hell man. i swear im cursing those boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;so here's all the trouble i caused. remember? i said im gonna be a bitch first. maybe that's life. you feel something &amp; you try your outmost to do it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. My mom knows the whole story already.&lt;br /&gt;But, she doesnt even open up this topic to me ):&lt;br /&gt;&amp; that's not good news. Cause i alrdy discussed with a friend,&lt;br /&gt;that WE wont longer lie about anything, anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But my mom's not talking ):&lt;br /&gt;Right. Maybe she feels that i wont listen anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Or, maybe she knows by just locking me up will do.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck baby. Pft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=0.5&gt;you know, i really wonder myself why in the world i cant leave you. your. your. your actually someone girls must avoid to fall inlove with. because you'l either hurt them, or play the game of hide &amp; seek with them. i know alot of things already ):&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you suck. im so fucking vain now. its as if i dont care sharing you with anyone. as long as your happy &amp; as long i can take care of you.&lt;br /&gt;okay, am i really capable of making you happy? Fuck okay.&lt;br /&gt;the words you speak are so man? okay. their lovely. I so wanna believe it.&lt;br /&gt;But parts of me just tell myself, no. its not true. he says that to other girls too.&lt;br /&gt;WELL. i dont know. i love you. JUST. JUST. just dont hurt other girls .&lt;br /&gt;BE .. be happy!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's all i ask of you ten ):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di mu nman to mababasa e. hahaha. ayus lang to :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! that's it. feelings showered. goodbye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-5747175982529053429?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5747175982529053429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5747175982529053429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-so-wanna-quit-kfc-alrdy.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-2076271129989413178</id><published>2009-01-16T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T18:28:30.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Time to be a bitch for the meanwhile one more. sorry for the troubles that imma cause again. BYE.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-2076271129989413178?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2076271129989413178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2076271129989413178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-to-be-bitch-for-meanwhile-one-more.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-1427040306488404725</id><published>2009-01-15T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T15:36:15.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; LIFE IS SO SELFISH!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-1427040306488404725?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1427040306488404725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1427040306488404725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-is-so-selfish.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-5389745762496227383</id><published>2009-01-11T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:40:36.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;i had a lovely saturday yesterday :D :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;worked from 11-5 pm.&lt;br /&gt;then, went to kallang mrt to meet charles.&lt;br /&gt;smoked a while at the rooftop of the hdb infront kallang mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then then,&lt;br /&gt;went to pasir ris mrt. to meet the rest of the people !&lt;br /&gt;yea man (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was with my group againn :]&lt;br /&gt;so. yea. we all walked to pasir ris park .&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the session started. LOL .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais . i didnt know lying down on a rock with the most&lt;br /&gt;precious guy for you is damn lovely .&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRG. im done . im done. ive fallen? i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;whuteverr. its our love story anyway . &amp; as the female&lt;br /&gt;lead of a story, i shall not make the guy lead cry!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;there's more to tell about me &amp; him, but i cant&lt;br /&gt;seem to put it into words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea &amp; anyway, cabbed home with OHT at around 2.15 am .&lt;br /&gt;reached home @ 3 am.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to kfc, i can maintain my teen age life . hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. &amp; blabla. im in very good terms with charles now,&lt;br /&gt;he's like my closest guy friend?&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my relationship with oht . maybe uncertain but, were both happy&lt;br /&gt;&amp; that's whats important. im still trying to fix things&lt;br /&gt;between me &amp; ... whutever. i shall stop posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised each paragraph talks about diff.&lt;br /&gt;things. haha, tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;im halfways typing then stopping for either friendster,&lt;br /&gt;phone, YM or MSN . hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, im really stopping now. TAKECARE YA'LL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the funniest love story , is with me now . ahahas. iloveyouOHT!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-5389745762496227383?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5389745762496227383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5389745762496227383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-people-i-had-lovely-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-8356800170584594707</id><published>2009-01-09T23:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:30:50.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What &lt;b&gt;IF&lt;/b&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you manage to get all the friends, attention, love,&lt;br /&gt;concerns, care &amp; whatever it is that you so wanna have?&lt;br /&gt;What if.. What if 3 boys like you at the same time? &amp; you dont want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANY OF THEM&lt;/u&gt; to be &lt;s&gt;unattracted&lt;/s&gt; to you?&lt;br /&gt;What if... what if you actually wake up one day, &amp; the guy&lt;br /&gt;you wanna get rid of, is finally gone?&lt;br /&gt;What if another one comes, &amp; he makes you so happy, so happy&lt;br /&gt;that you forgets the rest, but you dont care?&lt;br /&gt;What if the other 2 is showing signs that they dont want&lt;br /&gt;this person (whose making you happy) around?&lt;br /&gt;What if you actually played along. Like love him, but care for the other?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF YOU FELL INLOVE WITH SOMEONE , but have to give him up&lt;br /&gt;because you know nothing is going right between the 2 of you?&lt;br /&gt;Here's the twist.&lt;br /&gt;You gave '#2' up .&lt;br /&gt;But '#3 &amp; #4' stood there for you.&lt;br /&gt;They made you feel you can cling on to them. Anytime, anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Sure . so everything's fine.&lt;br /&gt;Until .. Well, '#2' is trying his very best to make you&lt;br /&gt;realise its a mistake to leave him .&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the guy you got rid of previously, now comes back with&lt;br /&gt;somewhat 'atitude' towards you . (because you rejected him).&lt;br /&gt;So yes, you have '#3 &amp; #4' by your side ,&lt;br /&gt;while '#2 &amp; *guy you got rid of' keeps irritating &amp; making you loose up.&lt;br /&gt;Good. Fare &amp; square isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;Still nothing wrong? Guess what . '#3' suddenly realised that ..&lt;br /&gt;your actually trying to make him stay . While all along his&lt;br /&gt;TWO VERY GOOD FRIENDS , are hurting because of you.&lt;br /&gt;So '#3' outta your side . What do you have left ? HIM.&lt;br /&gt;Him, him who seems to be so inlove with you.&lt;br /&gt;So inlove with you that he made the rest think that they shouldnt&lt;br /&gt;even talk to you regarding the past, be it the good or the bad.&lt;br /&gt;your fine with that set up for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;But ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What &lt;b&gt;IF&lt;/b&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;What if you suddenly realised half of the world has gone&lt;br /&gt;just because of a big storm  in your life?&lt;br /&gt;and .&lt;br /&gt;What if .. What if that big storm was actually&lt;br /&gt;the one who cathes your tears, who corrects your mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;who stands up for you when you loose, who stops your worries,&lt;br /&gt;who make you laugh , who LOVE YOU. who protects you.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;FUCK! WHAT IF YOU JUST CANT SEEM TO CHOOSE &lt;u&gt;BETWEEN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=purple&gt;A WORLD FULL OF PEOPLE AROUND BUT WITH UNCERTAINTY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;OR A WORLD WHERE THERE'S JUST YOU &amp; HIM but EVERYONE IS KINDA AWAY FROM YOU , BUT HE LOVES YOU, HE MAKES YOU HAPPY, HE ASSURES YOU THERE'S ANOTHER TOMORROW, ~ ..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;But your not that happy anymore?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-8356800170584594707?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8356800170584594707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8356800170584594707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-if.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-991105389924892692</id><published>2009-01-08T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T00:33:57.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; Lalalala. worked @ kfc today. reached exactly @ 1 pm .&lt;br /&gt;im the only 'youngster' there. OH LALA. its so super niceeeeeee !&lt;br /&gt;cause that way, you'll feel its WORK.&lt;br /&gt;yea yea. called cheryl just now . as i thought she could help me pass&lt;br /&gt;yijie's 30 dollars to her. But uh, she's at amk? with alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;SO , change of person. DENENG. he's at home -.-&lt;br /&gt;okay, last option . KENNETH YONG! heehee. why didnt i thought of him man!&lt;br /&gt;okay, went to mcc to pass him $30 .&lt;br /&gt;&amp; finally, yijie's money is on the way le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but another $130 for YB.&lt;br /&gt;that would be settled by. those 3 guys. before 24 okay! thankssss :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. reached home @ around 8:30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;yup. 1-6 pm @ kfc tomorrow again . Its sad manjusri aint in sims drive anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I only see broadricians in kfc. LEWL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, who cares. buh-bye (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-991105389924892692?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/991105389924892692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/991105389924892692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/01/lalalala.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-7107254337733948497</id><published>2009-01-06T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:44:53.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;YO YO! I LOVE MY BLOGSKIN :) SIMPLE &amp; ORIGINAL? haha. kinda.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;im pretty much concerned about her. WELL. i promised my self not to let love win ego. so, yea. i'l hold it or as long as i can. be it because of my pride or because of what she'd done.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT CAREEEEEEEE :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aya, can that amount come into my hands faster? i wanna be as carefree already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, please tag. BYE :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-7107254337733948497?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7107254337733948497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7107254337733948497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/01/yo-yo-i-love-my-blogskin-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-2575361748637562944</id><published>2009-01-05T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:09:52.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; i dont really know what urged me to post. but yea, im blogging. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;actually, life without school, it dont suck. i thought im gonna be bored but, im fine :)&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna be working &amp; hanging out with my friends at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, i hope everyone in manjusri is happy . i miss the school. but , its better this way. hee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i want to ask a favour . well, maybe to someone in particular? or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;You know, a girl like me is so fucking used to be judged. So go ahead &amp; continue murmuring stuffs about me. I dont careeee. It might hurt, oh yes it does hurt, but helloooo. ive got so much company now. If you think i changed, Then you dont have to care. Were not even anything. Forgotten that im a bitch? &amp; a bitch forgets everything in the past. Be it love or hate. GOODLUCK BOO.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okokok :)&lt;br /&gt;i hope . i hope . &amp; i pray . that onehundredtwo wont go. he's all i need.&lt;br /&gt;bbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-2575361748637562944?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2575361748637562944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2575361748637562944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-really-know-what-urged-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-821547059269674763</id><published>2008-12-26T17:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:53:58.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;BEFORE YOU SPAM ME , ASKING ME TO RETURN WHOEVER'S MONEY IS NEEDED TO RETURN, YOU STOP RIGHT THERE FIRST . PLEASE DONT GET INVOLVED ALRDY. THANKS &amp; APPRECIATED.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRG. i swear im so fucked up now! i dont know what to do about this money problem.&lt;br /&gt;i know yeeboon's super hot now. hais. &amp; anyway, my line was AGAIN confiscated by my dad. so using prepaid now. but no money yet .&lt;br /&gt;so, tag me if you want the number ba. !@#!#$!~#~#@.&lt;br /&gt;AFTER THIS 300, I SWEAR ANOTHER CHANGE WILL TAKE PLACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry . sorry. thanks. i dont know. nobody will knw k. takecare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-821547059269674763?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/821547059269674763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/821547059269674763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/12/before-you-spam-me-asking-me-to-return.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-2218774516504738146</id><published>2008-12-20T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T12:34:27.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;font size=3&gt; CHANGE OF BLOGSKIN :]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. christmas is coming . hmmm . for the first time after 3 years, im feeling christmas :D :D&lt;br /&gt;i dont know where my parents will bring me to , but but but. anywhere is fine. so long i can enjoy . but i do hope i can celebrate either xmas or new year with friends too. PLEASEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhurhur. Im quite happy with my life . The only things missing now is ; UNDERSTANDING. between that lala. &amp; the other lala. :)&lt;br /&gt;Finally settled the 300 bucks of YB. All thanks to mark . Geez.&lt;br /&gt;No problems now . I can enjoy my life k! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, gonna update next time. Just feeling very random today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Im alright man.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-2218774516504738146?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2218774516504738146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2218774516504738146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/12/change-of-blogskin-lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-5317204976027814019</id><published>2008-12-15T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:54:31.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SUXU1WVIltI/AAAAAAAAAUw/HoIxKKB3OtU/s1600-h/Faye004-1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SUXU1WVIltI/AAAAAAAAAUw/HoIxKKB3OtU/s320/Faye004-1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279860151154153170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp; until i get over you ~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-5317204976027814019?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5317204976027814019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5317204976027814019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/12/until-i-get-over-you.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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/_ugxKca7lJmk/SUXU1WVIltI/AAAAAAAAAUw/HoIxKKB3OtU/s72-c/Faye004-1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-6496207447456682620</id><published>2008-12-14T05:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T06:01:18.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after so long ; went back to KFC to work :)&lt;br /&gt;im back in the saturday gang til 2 am . hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, marcus &amp; darryl is a great addition to KFC okay.&lt;br /&gt;atleast got more idiot to pei me. ahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, see the time now : 5.58 am.&lt;br /&gt;I cant fucking get myself to sleep.. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr. i think cos i mostly sleep after i see the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;HAIS ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Anyway, ignore my previous post. Its nonsense . ahaha.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;So i think, its like this. til i get over you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-6496207447456682620?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6496207447456682620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6496207447456682620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/12/after-so-long-went-back-to-kfc-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-1798844513771169329</id><published>2008-12-12T05:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:33:51.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;From now on, i'l be blogging with TAGLISH. = My own language. Shuttup if your not happy with that.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Kahit kelan hindi ko inicp na nkakapagod kang mahalin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , everything is over . AGAIN :)&lt;br /&gt;nakakainis na karma yan. haaha.&lt;br /&gt;ang bangag ko na. Tsk. cant believe i took dad's wine.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. gnun na pala kpag wla knang mkausap.&lt;br /&gt;Iinom ka nlang. Not that im drunk now pero,&lt;br /&gt;i swear my eyes are closing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Ang lungkot. wla lang . I may not know how to start &amp; end&lt;br /&gt;the day ng wala ka. Pero kakayanin ko yun.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it means leaving out EVERY PINOY na kilala ko.&lt;br /&gt;You think ikaw lang may karapatan bguhin ang lhat?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cguro ndi mo to mba2sa. cgro mba2sa mo.&lt;br /&gt;Pero who cares . blog ko to.&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Eto lang mssbi ko. Sana mging masaya ka.&lt;br /&gt;Kung ganyan gs2 mong buhay, go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Atleast ngaun wla ng pipigil syo. HAHA .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero eto tandaan mo. I DIDNT LEAVE YOU. ikaw ang nang-iwan.&lt;br /&gt;KUNG. as in IF. KUNG SAKALI lang. na magtetext ka or ta2wag ka.&lt;br /&gt;I wont ever respond.&lt;br /&gt;di dahil ayoko sayo.&lt;br /&gt;Kundi pra iwasan ko na ang lhat .&lt;br /&gt;Tama ba tlgang kht anu piliin mo mssktan ako?&lt;br /&gt;hhahahahhaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bsta. you live your life , i'l live mine.&lt;br /&gt;MAGING MASAYA KA SANA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I loved &amp; sacrificed alot of things na. Wala akong pagccc dun. Pero alm mo kng ano msakit? &lt;u&gt;Iniwan mo kong UMIIYAK.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cge. Bbye" ~ last two words mo.&lt;br /&gt;Well tlgang bbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you'll never know how much uve hurt me. bsta sana mging msaya ka.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-1798844513771169329?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1798844513771169329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1798844513771169329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/12/from-now-on-il-be-blogging-with-taglish.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-6548223167604344638</id><published>2008-12-11T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:13:05.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; i miss you alot. like seriously. let me get this straight . its not you. nor me. just that things are super difficult now . my family ; your family . well you get me now. lets abide by these after we know ourselves better. im looking forward to atleast hug you on christmas day. Well, you managed to live happily &lt;strong&gt;without me&lt;/strong&gt; when you dont know me YET. so you can do it again now :)&lt;br /&gt;i cant find another you in singapore. like swear . as youve said, im the only one who can handle your bitchyness. well your the only one who knows how to understand me without even elaborating so much . i will sure takecare for the future. you do the same. &amp; somewhere there we'll meet again :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-6548223167604344638?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6548223167604344638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6548223167604344638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-miss-you-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-5035023848181409320</id><published>2008-12-08T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:05:08.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;Even just for a day&lt;br /&gt;I’d roll out of bed in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And throw on what I wanted and go&lt;br /&gt;Drink beer with the guys&lt;br /&gt;And chase after girls&lt;br /&gt;I’d kick it with who I wanted&lt;br /&gt;And I’d never get confronted for it&lt;br /&gt;Because they’d stick up for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I think I could understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I swear I’d be a better man&lt;br /&gt;I’d listen to her&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Cause he’s taken you for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I would turn off my phone&lt;br /&gt;Tell everyone its broken&lt;br /&gt;So they think&lt;br /&gt;that I was sleeping alone&lt;br /&gt;I’d put myself first&lt;br /&gt;And make the rules as I go&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that she’d be faithful&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for me to come home (to come home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I think I could understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I swear I’d be a better man&lt;br /&gt;I’d listen to her&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted (wanted)&lt;br /&gt;Cause he’s taken you for granted (granted)&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a little too late for you to come back&lt;br /&gt;Say its just a mistake&lt;br /&gt;Think I forgive you like that&lt;br /&gt;If you thought I would wait for you&lt;br /&gt;You thought wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're just a boy&lt;br /&gt;You don’t understand (yea you don’t understand)&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someday you’ll wish you were a better man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t listen to her&lt;br /&gt;You don’t care how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Until you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Cause you've taken her for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;But you're just a boy…&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-5035023848181409320?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5035023848181409320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5035023848181409320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-i-were-boy-even-just-for-day-id-roll.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-2088958757655986861</id><published>2008-12-06T23:49:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T02:42:27.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tag Replies.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUISA: [ thanks girl. i hope your still as happy as last time uh! last long with your nigel. ahaha. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: [ dont talk cock k! hahaha. loveyou lah (: ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=deneng: [ wow, whenever you tag there's always like a missing feeling. hahaha. i miss you more lah asshole. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonathan: [ jonathan, hmmm. we must learn from our mistakes okay! &lt;3 ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so since im not gonna post anymore after this , let me take the opportunity to upload ALOT of photos. haha:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FAYE &amp; CHERYL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/STrAnvItZnI/AAAAAAAAATo/AulEQMCb5i0/s320/Image000(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be it the concaves. or whatever. we are game :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/STrAnvlLfzI/AAAAAAAAATg/Pzg8uecrUps/s320/Image004(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see that friendship? drifting.. agree. but were still US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/STrAmweaKNI/AAAAAAAAATQ/4bI37X3H2jM/s320/Faye.003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when your happy, take a shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/STrAmvoPbyI/AAAAAAAAATI/JMOoUwLCvvY/s320/Image020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the happy times, we wont let them go. but we shall take a rest(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Brother's Birthday Dinner&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/STrC20_u42I/AAAAAAAAATw/RXWB-hE2zjM/s320/Faye.007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grow up real soon uh. Be a man. my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/STrC3X9vv_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/kyQHdCMcDe8/s320/Faye.023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, but i love this ass. Dont ever disturb him(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/STrC3UFHgCI/AAAAAAAAAUA/9HRrHy1q1FU/s320/Faye.009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cakes, cakes, seafood. He picked all. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/STrC3hwc--I/AAAAAAAAAUI/2kfqYm96Wtg/s320/Faye.011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EAT EAT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/STrC4aYQHqI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Iso-ZuPMwxE/s320/Faye.022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to end the buffet treat with a picture of mom(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FAYE FEVER !&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/STrFagYeGTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/DwlMGYxINMM/s320/Faye.020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/STrFaXj1pTI/AAAAAAAAAUg/4CmFjWyDYGQ/s320/Faye.001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/STrFZeGCMoI/AAAAAAAAAUY/c8MHqPGQrko/s320/Faye.006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cause no matter how many times i will fall, i will definetely stand up again. you leave me, YES I WILL CRY. but what's moving on for? lets say im left with actually no one now. but im still breathing. so what's the fuss about? the truth is, in life, you dont need anyone. YOU JUST NEED TO LEARN HOW TO BE HAPPY. see, the simplest things in life , are actually the ones making us more happy. Well guess what, im Faye. &amp; what i did, what i said, what i believe in, im so sorry. That would never be your business. Imma start a new life soon. With chosen people inside. If ever your not in that world, PLEASE GET THE FUCK OUT. im not living to please anyone anymore. Your laughing at me now? FUCKYOU. i dont care.. :]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yo. that's a random thing K. not to aim anyone. hahaha. Sorry ya? feeling very independent now. that's why :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE EVERYONE! CONTINUE TAGGING! APPRECIATED ! :]&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i miss you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-2088958757655986861?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2088958757655986861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2088958757655986861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/12/tag-replies.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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/_ugxKca7lJmk/STrAnvItZnI/AAAAAAAAATo/AulEQMCb5i0/s72-c/Image000(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-909948921338175886</id><published>2008-12-04T18:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T18:16:06.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;GROUNDED K? FOR ALL THE CHEER-UPS &amp; ALL , THANKYOU. APPRECIATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DENENG, SHOUDLVE LISTENED TO YOU . IMISSYOU MAN!&lt;br /&gt;DIONIS, THANKS THANKS . I HAVE ALOT TO TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;LOUISA , I'L BE SMILING ALWAYS :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;even though that means wearing a lonely mask&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;am i feeling something i should be? or just because your the one there for me, im feeling this? &lt;s&gt;you dont know how much you mean to me now. :(&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-909948921338175886?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/909948921338175886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/909948921338175886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/12/grounded-k-for-all-cheer-ups-all.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-4794846170864072724</id><published>2008-12-02T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T19:02:57.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;center&gt;WAS GROUNDED. MY LIFE IS MESSED UP. NEXT TIME , WHEN YOU RUN AWAY, PLEASE GO SOMEWHERE YOUR PARENTS CANT FIND YOU(:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;charles, if ever your reading this, well i hate to do it this way but..&lt;br /&gt;let everything between us be over. find someone better than me. i dont deserve you. ive done things that you wouldnt want to know ~&lt;br /&gt;im sorry okay . iloveyou as a friend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-4794846170864072724?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4794846170864072724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4794846170864072724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/12/was-grounded.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-6145819304085779332</id><published>2008-11-30T07:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T08:09:03.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; 7.34 am now ! &lt;i&gt;&amp; im very moody :x&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i feel very packed up. er, i dont know if i used that word correctly.&lt;br /&gt;You know when your happy , but your afraid to be?&lt;br /&gt;Cos all good things comes to an end anyway ~&lt;br /&gt;I just want to enjoy my remaining days in singapore .&lt;br /&gt;With the correct people ofcourse .&lt;br /&gt;I said this before, if you suddenly realised i faded away from you life, dont ever ever blame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, basically i miss alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;i miss manjusri . i miss 3b1 actually ~&lt;br /&gt;i dont like it when i miss alot of people . cos i can go crazy =x&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back to the days when ... there's a cheryl. there's a jonathan.&lt;br /&gt;there's a deneng. there's tiffany they all. there's meimei they all. &amp; there's marie &amp; sihui .&lt;br /&gt;you know those days when the ones you loved most are by your side ,&lt;br /&gt;while those you love as equal, are not exactly there but you know they still love you?&lt;br /&gt;THAT . that is what i want to feel for so long .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND . .&lt;br /&gt;Im not happy with my life . That's the truth .&lt;br /&gt;Im not inlove , im not ready to be inlove.&lt;br /&gt;Ha. so if charles read this he'll be acting strange again .&lt;br /&gt;now im hoping for your 2 weeks out-of-singapore .&lt;br /&gt;atleast i can have my own personal time first , more time &amp; space to think&lt;br /&gt;if im ready for a relationship with you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais ~&lt;br /&gt;how come i dont know what i want? how come im afraid to make decisions?&lt;br /&gt;how come im very scared of facing reality by myself?&lt;br /&gt;&amp; how come i just cant be satisfied .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAN SOMEONE BRING ME TO SOMEWHERE , SOMEWHERE THAT I CAN FEEL THERE'S ONLY ME &amp; YOU ?(whoever the person is*) CAN ANYONE DO THAT FOR ME ? :(&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANT TO THINK . TO BREATHE . TO SEE MYSELF . TO RELAX? SAY ME PATHETIC , WELL MY LIFE IS REALLY PATHETIC. I JUST WANT TO GO SOMEWHERE! YOU DONT HAVE TO TALK , YOU DONT HAVE TO LISTEN , JUST BE WITH ME AND SHUTTUP. THAT WILL DO. JUST ANYONE , BRING ME THERE . I'LL FOLLOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles ian ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes, the ones that you love dontfeel the same way you do.&lt;br /&gt;and it hurts you badly that it'll get your heart weak .&lt;br /&gt;But mhine, &lt;u&gt;You Can Never Give Up On LOVE.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Takes time to find someone like what you want. I havent found it either what . So lets just stick to each other's side uh. Aya, we both know every good thing will be over ; but lets prove to the world our friendship is an exception. Stay put (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you. I swear im so thankful to meet you ! Fuxcks, the best guy friend. Even better than any guy friend i met . Stay the same please. I need you okay. We'll find your girl soon ~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else reading my blog ,&lt;br /&gt;YOU! yes you . If you want something in your life,&lt;br /&gt;look for it! dont sit down &amp; wait for heaven to drop it on you.&lt;br /&gt;Learn from my mistakes lah , take every opportunity you have.&lt;br /&gt;There might not be a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cos in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. &lt;br /&gt;It's the life in your years.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshitted ended at 8.07 am .&lt;br /&gt;imma sleep now , meeting patrick they all later ~&lt;br /&gt;please let this be a good day. POOf.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-6145819304085779332?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6145819304085779332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6145819304085779332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/7.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-1583924823848323667</id><published>2008-11-27T01:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T02:07:17.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;thanks yeeboon.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-1583924823848323667?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1583924823848323667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1583924823848323667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanks-yeeboon.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-7330026775199785677</id><published>2008-11-25T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T03:01:50.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; PEOPLE! WEEE! another fabulous escape (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TAG REPLIES.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to YANG : lol. your really damn random.&lt;br /&gt;to MATT:D : hello matilda! hows you &amp; feihan? :D&lt;br /&gt;to ZHIXIANG : haha! are they? lols. i think their kinda pressured cos its their first time in the cc. haha. Looking foward to the next time !&lt;br /&gt;to PEIFANG : haha, you saw me alrdy. even hugged me! but bottomline. still missyou:D&lt;br /&gt;to JEANCOUSIN : wait me up in dance ; i'l appear from nowhere. haha. missyou too lea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;okay, summary of the story : i ran away from home yesterday. slept at cheryl's.&lt;br /&gt;talked to dad &amp; mom last night while at cheryl's . dad gave me so much explanations, which i really appreciate &amp; understand. now , i need the time to apply &amp; absorb it even more ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, last night cried a lot. like for one whole hour? that's while talking to my dad. &amp; i swear i want ian to be at my side that time ! its like, super wtf.&lt;br /&gt;okay, talked to patrick for the rest of the night ~&lt;br /&gt;atleast he made me laugh &amp; stuff (:&lt;br /&gt;plus cheryl's friend, eugene. hahaha. super entertain me ! i thank you man.&lt;br /&gt;I know patrick heard everything i said. haha, now he knows the other side of me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. whut else, oh. &amp; im suppose to run away totally from home.&lt;br /&gt;but today was my bro's bday. so yea, i have no choice but to go back.&lt;br /&gt;left cheryl's house at around 4 plus.&lt;br /&gt;met jake &amp; patrick . went to cc, as they wanted to play a little match.&lt;br /&gt;well well, its just the two of them.&lt;br /&gt;so, haha. just played 3 matched with xiang they all ~&lt;br /&gt;they wanted to stay longer but, i think the rule "i go they go" was there.&lt;br /&gt;So, have to go back home before 6.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;so yea, went off with jake &amp; patrick.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for sending me homeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! now everything after i reached my house,&lt;br /&gt;will be blogged down tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;im actually being rushed down by ian now! as ive said,&lt;br /&gt;that idiot is grounded. so, he's taking his life risk&lt;br /&gt;to be online &amp; demanded me to post.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah , i know you just want me to say iloveyou lor .&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! joking (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but yes, im scared of being too happy. i know you understand. lets just take things slowly. were almost there arent we? hmm . mahal nman tlga kita e.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICS TOMORROW! FOR BRO'S BDAY. TAKECARE EVERYONE (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-7330026775199785677?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7330026775199785677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7330026775199785677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/people-weee-another-fabulous-escape.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-7990097281241232268</id><published>2008-11-25T12:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:16:17.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;My life is messed up now but im super happy , cos for once in my life. I messed up &amp; got tired but my friends are there for me. Well charles? He's grounded! Ha! I needed you most last night, but i think its fate that i leaned on to Patrick &amp; Cheryl instead. That's okay. Im always the one understanding &amp; listening anyway. I guess only time can tell if were really meant to be together. Cos as what i had experienced , I can straight away tell if i want to be with a guy. I didnt felt that for you at instances i should. But hey, i love you &amp; your important to me. So, time answers all ba..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i think i now believe that one way of knowing that you love someone, is by realizing, &lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it might be lost.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; that when you see yourself not caring anymore, not listening to anything, not knowing what to do, what you want, who to love, how to love, how to breathe , how to face anyone, that's because.. &lt;u&gt;your done trying. your too tired . &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle is right? ~ The faster you walk, the faster you trip.&lt;br /&gt;So i'l walk slowly? Or is there such a choice to RUN SLOWLY?&lt;br /&gt;cause time flies so fast , &amp; im still left behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-7990097281241232268?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7990097281241232268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7990097281241232268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-life-is-messed-up-now-but-im-super.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-1298401762297372926</id><published>2008-11-21T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T23:23:06.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; YO YO YO! :D :D :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sooooo super happy now , just that "2b" probs. aside from that,&lt;br /&gt;nothing le (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, firstly .. &lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;I GOT PROMOTED TO SEC 4!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA . im super happy kkkkkkkkkk :D&lt;br /&gt;Yaya, &amp; another one, &lt;u&gt;Promoted into a job, same as Cheryl! YEA MAN! haha.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeets, let me blog about yesterday ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, met Cheryl in the morning . walked to aljunied &amp; took bus 51?&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Then dropped at Eunos mrt to take 63 to ubi (:&lt;br /&gt;Saw the new school, no "my school is here" feelings sia. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, &amp; then went to Yijie's house to take something.&lt;br /&gt;Then bus-ed to Eunos inter to go for a job interview.&lt;br /&gt;Which accepted us JUST TONIGHT! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;WOO! &amp; then job inter done.&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed again to TM . passed something to someone.&lt;br /&gt;Then walked inside the mall &amp; i bought an angklet .&lt;br /&gt;errr . some more what uh , OH! played that dance thingy on TM's timezone.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha! super paiseh at first , but cooler feeling after (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL! WE SHALL BE PRO ON THAT . haha. loveyou girrrrrl .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm , then me &amp; cheryl ate at cafe cartel (:&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY K!&lt;br /&gt;lols. &amp; then , i met charles ian &amp; patrick .&lt;br /&gt;Marc came over too .&lt;br /&gt;Slacked in patrick's house.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOT . being the only girl in the group have both&lt;br /&gt;Pros &amp; Cons.&lt;br /&gt;So dhale , cham , alyssa , anette. whoever. PLEASE COME :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEEETS!&lt;br /&gt;thanks chiawei &amp; yijie.&lt;br /&gt;you both know what it is for ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ian , ive nothing else to say but the same old thing. Sorry &amp; iloveyou (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-1298401762297372926?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1298401762297372926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1298401762297372926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/yo-yo-yo-d-d-d-im-sooooo-super-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-31303658704432700</id><published>2008-11-18T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T03:12:08.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; 3 am in the morning post? ha! i havent done that for a long time. my post date, minus one please.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANOTHER SUPER LONG DAY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, very tiring + sickening + shouldnt-happen-at-all day! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, met Cheryl in the morning . around 11 am plus ba.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; thens, was with her until around 5 plus .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;things that happened while i was with cheryl, is confidential. not for someone to read. thanks.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing for sure, we felt cheated + wasted + .. dont know! pathetic luh! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, then met Charles, Patrick &amp; Marc at lavender mrt.&lt;br /&gt;cheryl, i know your super pang-seh-ed . wont happen again , but if you can only understand what we all are talking about , you'll laugh nonstop!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; yea, took 197 to purposely drop cheryl at her house .&lt;br /&gt;then left me , patrick &amp; charles.&lt;br /&gt;the 3 of us bus-ed down to east coast , like again.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; met jake at mac's .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jake! saw you already. like finally. Hmm, were good friends (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate our dinner there &amp; then, went out of macdonalds &amp; all the troubles started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE IT K! THE FEELING OF BEING USELESS &amp; EVERYTHING ! STUPID PARK RANGERS! OR WHATEVER YOU CALL THEM LUH, I HOPE THEY GO DIE NOW HOHH !@#@!#$~!@&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;200 bucks&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lai lai ! i need you, come to me now. -.-&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL I NEED YOUR HELP UHH . hope you dont tell anyone about this.&lt;br /&gt;then yea, the rest are all ecp things.&lt;br /&gt;Dont know, lazy le luh. i want to go to sleep K .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ian, were not even together yet ! But look at what were going through &amp; what we risk-ed for each other already. I appreciate you even more now . I dont think i can live on without you anymore ~&lt;br /&gt;Thanks , Sorry , &amp; Iloveyou .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;let me just wait for the perfect timing . We'll be together soon. Please be patient.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-31303658704432700?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/31303658704432700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/31303658704432700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/3-am-in-morning-post-ha-i-havent-done.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-5574226843140672871</id><published>2008-11-17T10:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:55:09.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt; I think Cheryl will kill me if she finds out that im down here doing surveys. HAHAHA!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what would your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;- LOLS! break me? let me see, if that would be ian, no. i dont want. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ps, were not together yet. thanks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- hmm, live a happy life in SG without studying? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What will your dream wedding to be like?&lt;br /&gt;- i dont think far (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you confused as to what lies ahead you?&lt;br /&gt;- YES :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;- Someone like Ian , well except his height. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed? Loving someone or Being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Both . it doesnt matter, you experience love either one way or another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;- Ha! if i really really love the person, im willing to wait like .. a few years (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But i'l get involved in relationships . Just that i still love him . haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- Hmm, like him secretly first. i dont wanna be a bitch &amp; steal some other bitch's bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that had made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt;- not really, everything's fine. Mum nags maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt;- Yea .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How do you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;- I dont know actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;- Family. Mom. Grandparents. Cheryl. well i said the most .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;- Dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be rich and single or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;- Well, in the future, rich &amp; single. But for now, married but poor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;br /&gt;- Check my hp .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really all, i do get carried away sometimes, but i know my limit once i realised it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with 2 people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;- The one i can be together with .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What type of friends do you like?&lt;br /&gt;- Cheryl .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What types of friends do you dislike?&lt;br /&gt;- Bitches, not true , those you just play play scold then will come kaobei you till you dont know you did what. blablabla. Cheryl is my only friend you know (:&lt;br /&gt;The rest is Charles ian they all liaozx. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-5574226843140672871?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5574226843140672871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5574226843140672871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-think-cheryl-will-kill-me-if-she.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-2204189128178706319</id><published>2008-11-15T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T01:28:07.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; YO! I JUST HOMED! &amp; its 11.50 pm now!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweeeet (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; i never felt this kind of happiness for a long time already.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS CHARLES IAN . THANKS PATRICK . THANKS MARC . THANKS ANTONETTE &amp; DHALE . THANKS RON . THANKS CHAM &amp; KATELYN . THANKS IAN &amp; ALAY . THANKS JAKE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! well, as what ian said, THE LIST AINT COMPLETE YET K! alot more to meet (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Okay, let me blog down about TODAY &lt;3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up around 11 am + ,&lt;br /&gt;saw ian &amp; patrick's messages. I was actually suppose to meet dhale &amp; tonette. But planned change to meeting patrick at aljunied mrt .&lt;br /&gt;So yea, met patrick then charles came.&lt;br /&gt;They smoke -.- Okay, WE smoked. LOLS. but i took one stick nia K!&lt;br /&gt;Charles also dont let me !&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then &amp; then , went to ECP to meet dhale &amp; tonnete.&lt;br /&gt;So, girl talk awhile for the 3 of us. Meeting-each-other point. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then, Marc &amp; Ron came .&lt;br /&gt;follwed by Cham &amp; Katelyn .&lt;br /&gt;Jake ! IDIOTZZXX. when will you ever show yourself to me uh! -.-&lt;br /&gt;K, so group completed! HAHA . slacked around ecp awhile .&lt;br /&gt;then went to parkway , slacked again . LOLS, my group is cool okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO VERY THE &lt;s&gt;NOT SINGAPOREANS&lt;/s&gt; . LOL! SORRY , I LOVE THIS GROUP. DONT BLAME ME IF YOU SUDDENLY REALISED I ALREADY FADED AWAY FROM YOUR LIFE .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, went to marine parade cc . they played ball . SIBEI PRO . LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;shall intro them to jiahui , xiang they all. but not now yea? i dont want&lt;br /&gt;any clashes of friendships! XIANG! i know your reading this, tell&lt;br /&gt;me what you think . haha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then, met ian &amp; alay there . With some more people i dont know the names liaozx.&lt;br /&gt;so, watched them play ball with tonette &amp; then , shoot a few . haha.&lt;br /&gt;some more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i have a walk to remember tonight k! Charles ian, windy uh? haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for waiting . Sorry . Im trying my best to work this out .&lt;br /&gt;I want this to work out. Believe me i do . Your my crush lea (:&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, whut else? that's all bah .&lt;br /&gt;then left mpcc around 11+ then bus-ed with Patrick, Ron, Charles ian &amp; Marc.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, dropped down to my place. THey pei-ed me go to MCC .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;to take my damn shoe -.-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Dark! LOLS .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;just when i remembered jiajun they all. THEY USED TO BE the ones with me. Well okay, i think im much happier now . Thank God i found them uh? :D&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, those 4 guys sent me home first . Sorry for the trouble !&lt;br /&gt;That made Charles ian &amp; Marc walked all the way home -.-&lt;br /&gt;SORRY SORRRY! next time luh , i owe you guys k!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Patrick and ron , HAHA. i dont know you all gone where alrdy. Hope you all&lt;br /&gt;reach home soon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;END OF THE DAY! FOR ME ! DAD DIDNT SCOLD , MUM IS PROUD THAT I MET TONNET'S MOM . VERY HAPPY K! :D :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, i dont wanna be too happy. haha, im alrdy tired of being hurt just because i was too happy. im learning k! im applying! Ive grown up. So shuttup &amp; dont comment me . I no longer exist in the world i used to live with last time.&lt;br /&gt;I found my real friends . Those that im looking for since sec one.&lt;br /&gt;Now that i found them ., Now that i found charles ian , i wont let them go .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIRED ALRDY . later still have conference going on with some people. UHH .&lt;br /&gt;i shall end my post here ? Take care guys. Im still Faye . Just moving on a different world. Sorry for those im missing out . But again, im not the one to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hello ian . your my crush uh (: haha . thanks for today . im happy . hope you are too . Sorry for the moody part of the day . i'l try my best to control next time. for now, please dont think so much . I hate you for thinking too much -.-&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing to think &amp; worry about. WERE OKAY . WERE COOL . WERE TAKING STEPS SLOWLY. napagusapan nman na ntin to e , kaya ntin yan. happy waiting ! :D joke .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-2204189128178706319?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2204189128178706319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2204189128178706319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/yo-i-just-homed-its-11.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-2623694020634536951</id><published>2008-11-14T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:03:25.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; HELLO ! i changed my blogskin :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i swear its kinda lame to put back your &lt;u&gt;OLD&lt;/u&gt; blogskin but,&lt;br /&gt;i cannot find any other ones that will suit my mood can =x&lt;br /&gt;hmms, nothing really much about me.&lt;br /&gt;well, kinda happy cause im slowly getting answers to my questions.&lt;br /&gt;Still strong with Gf cheryl ; &amp; my .. &lt;i&gt;friend&lt;/i&gt; Charles Ian (: .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K . Yesterday was a fabulous escape! i shall not talk about that.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. but it was goooooood :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;u&gt;my blogsong changed. lyrics here.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chian, for you k &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I would give up everything &lt;br /&gt;Before I'd separate myself from you &lt;br /&gt;After so much suffering &lt;br /&gt;I've finally found unvarnished truth&lt;br /&gt;I was all by myself for the longest time &lt;br /&gt;So cold inside &lt;br /&gt;And the hurt from the heart it would not subside &lt;br /&gt;I felt like dying &lt;br /&gt;Until you saved my life &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thank God I found you &lt;br /&gt;I was lost lost without you &lt;br /&gt;My every wish and every dream &lt;br /&gt;Somehow became reality &lt;br /&gt;When you brought the sunlight &lt;br /&gt;Completed my whole life &lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed with gratitude &lt;br /&gt;Cause baby I'm so thankful i found you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I would give you everything &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing in this world I wouldn't do &lt;br /&gt;To ensure your happiness &lt;br /&gt;I'll cherish every part of you &lt;br /&gt;Because without you beside me I can't survive &lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna try &lt;br /&gt;If you're keeping me warm each and every night &lt;br /&gt;I'll be all right &lt;br /&gt;Cause I need you in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I found you (I'm thanking you) &lt;br /&gt;I was lost lost without you (so lost without you) &lt;br /&gt;My every wish and every dream (every dream, every dream) &lt;br /&gt;Somehow became reality &lt;br /&gt;When you brought the sunlight (brought the sunlight) &lt;br /&gt;Completed my whole life &lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed with gratitude&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby I'm so thankful I found you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I was so desolate &lt;br /&gt;Before you came to me &lt;br /&gt;Looking back I guess it shows &lt;br /&gt;That we were destined to shine &lt;br /&gt;After the rain to appreciate &lt;br /&gt;The gift of what we have &lt;br /&gt;And I'd go through it all over again &lt;br /&gt;To be able to feel this way &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thank God I found you &lt;br /&gt;I was lost lost without you (lost without you baby) &lt;br /&gt;My every wish and every dream &lt;br /&gt;Somehow became reality &lt;br /&gt;When you brought the sunlight &lt;br /&gt;Completed my whole life (whole life) &lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed with gratitude &lt;br /&gt;Sweet baby I'm so thankful &lt;br /&gt;I found you &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thank God I found you &lt;br /&gt;I'm lost lost without you &lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed with gratitude &lt;br /&gt;My baby I'm so thankful &lt;br /&gt;I found you  &lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed with gratitude &lt;br /&gt;My baby I'm so thankful I found you .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt; That's all ! Goodnight ! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-2623694020634536951?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2623694020634536951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2623694020634536951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-i-changed-my-blogskin-d-okay-i.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-7146431969900954454</id><published>2008-11-13T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:43:45.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; faye! how dumb can you get? BE OVER IT . you know who to love &amp; who to be together with . So &lt;s&gt;STOP&lt;/s&gt; thinking its him ! COS IT JUST RESEMBLES THAT GUY.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;im going crazy =x&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-7146431969900954454?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7146431969900954454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7146431969900954454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/faye-how-dumb-can-you-get-be-over-it.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-7125836152821151034</id><published>2008-11-11T16:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:51:06.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt; Fine, i dont want my blog to be that dead, so here's a survey. &lt;i&gt;&amp; something about someone&lt;/i&gt; (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear a ring on your finger?&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you right now?&lt;br /&gt;- home , more precisely at kitchen .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;- Survey, talking to Charles Ian (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your last text message from?&lt;br /&gt;- Charles Ian .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Deneng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the song 'I Kissed A Girl' by Katy Perry?&lt;br /&gt;- Yea, kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you listen to your friend's advice when they give it to you?&lt;br /&gt;- depends, but i dont usually grab other people's hands for my probs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last kind of soup you ate?&lt;br /&gt;- forgot :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently have a sunburn?&lt;br /&gt;- nahs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you eat nothing but grilled cheese for a week straight?&lt;br /&gt;- Errrr, if there's no choice .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you hung out with?&lt;br /&gt;- Cheryl ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your parents told you that you couldn't hang out with a certain person?&lt;br /&gt;- Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather shave your head or dye your hair bright orange?&lt;br /&gt;- WWTF , er, obviously dye -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you last an hour without talking?&lt;br /&gt;- NOO .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the next time you'll talk to the person you like or love?&lt;br /&gt;- maybe tonight ? &lt;i&gt; wait, do i like him?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;- because of you - kyla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?&lt;br /&gt;- Thought of, but nahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any interesting conversations lately?&lt;br /&gt;- yea, 6 straight hours with Charles Ian .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are some lyrics from the song your listening to?&lt;br /&gt;- Lets stop &amp; talk awhile? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find it in your heart to forgive?&lt;br /&gt;- yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever waste too much time on a certain boy or girl?&lt;br /&gt;- YES. !@#@#$~!@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone hurt or betrayed you recently?&lt;br /&gt;- not really .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy life?&lt;br /&gt;- no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; HELLOS! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you know you know , &lt;i&gt;i met someone totally same as me !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's like, have the same experiences &amp; situations gone through as me.&lt;br /&gt;Charles ian (:&lt;br /&gt;okay &lt;s&gt;i dont know if i like him yet.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know im glad that i met him . &lt;i&gt;hmm, what's there to expect? NOTHING.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all ! &lt;b&gt;RETEST TOMORROW!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to study (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-7125836152821151034?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7125836152821151034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7125836152821151034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/fine-i-dont-want-my-blog-to-be-that.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-7930421182421315639</id><published>2008-11-10T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:05:05.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;IM VERY SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously wanted to post about the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;but yea, ive no mood? you know when i open my blogspot ?&lt;br /&gt;i just cant get myself to click the 'new post' tab .&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why either .&lt;br /&gt;im very fucked up now. because of my little brother .&lt;br /&gt;im not willing to become a big sister to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i repeat, im not willing at all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he atleast knows how to takecare of himself &amp; do his stuffs by himself,&lt;br /&gt;i can help him out more.&lt;br /&gt;but fuck? he dont know a single shit.&lt;br /&gt;he only know how to fuck my day upside down everyday!&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S WHY I DONT WANNA GO HOME!&lt;br /&gt;with this kind of bro , with parents not talking,&lt;br /&gt;with mom's nags , her unreasonable commands.&lt;br /&gt;dad's expectations , dad's assignments.&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT DO ALL THOSE.&lt;br /&gt;i had enough le . i so wanna run away from everything .&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL? i can answer your question now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;then why would you want to back to your country?!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BECAUSE I DONT KNOW HOW TO BE A GOOD DAUGHTER .&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOW HOW TO BE A RESPONSIBLE BIG SISTER .&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atleast there, in my hometown.&lt;br /&gt;i just have to worry about my studies. nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;cause all i have to do is wake up, go home &amp; prepare for the next&lt;br /&gt;day. things that will bother me , will be in school anyway.&lt;br /&gt;not at home.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even think mine is called home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tired . confused . just dont give me anymore troubles.&lt;br /&gt;you have to think of me too .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-7930421182421315639?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7930421182421315639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7930421182421315639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-very-sorry-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-2321871075095545814</id><published>2008-11-07T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T02:50:18.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;WAIT UP FOR MY POST TODAY K!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just needa do something first (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME BACK NEXT TIME &amp; READ MY POST AH! HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-2321871075095545814?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2321871075095545814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/2321871075095545814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/wait-up-for-my-post-today-k-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-8868671913566285355</id><published>2008-11-06T20:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:00:38.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; HELLO BOYS &amp; GIRLS ! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha , yozz. today was indeed a very very long day (:&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i woke up so late . sian, but knowing that the time is very late alrdy,&lt;br /&gt;i still slowly moved here &amp; there. haha!&lt;br /&gt;well , typical faye mah :x&lt;br /&gt;okay, &amp; then &amp; then, bus-ed to school, was around 5-8 mins late for mrs.tan's lesson nia ba .&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you know, mrs.tan was soooo good can! LOL, i started fooling around,&lt;br /&gt;shouting &amp; demanding her to write good "remarks" about me &amp; cheryl&lt;br /&gt;in our &lt;u&gt;monitoring file&lt;/u&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she really did! and since cheryl followed my nags, she got good remarks too! haha!&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. sibei lucky ^^&lt;br /&gt;okay, english time, played hang-man with , boys vs. girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;AND GUESS WHO CONFIDENTLY SUGGESTED THE GAME? &lt;b&gt;me!&lt;/b&gt; lols&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;SUPER XIA SUAY CAN! &lt;i&gt;imagine, im so confident i'l beat yeeboon &amp; bryan. but end up, the score was 8-2 . they won! WAA. lols, stupid big-brain yeeboon!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;reccess , went down to mama shop like AGAIN , then met laisoon there.&lt;br /&gt;went back to school &amp; sat down with edzuan, weiliang &amp; their 2 other boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;super funny being with them cans! haha. especially edzuan.&lt;br /&gt;wakakak. plus cheryl kana suaned by andy like hell sia =x&lt;br /&gt;she super duper angry &amp; her bomb exploded. she even wanted to throw&lt;br /&gt;one big chair on andy! hahaha! siaozhabor! &amp; then, end up she threw my bandung.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha XD&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever, lots of laughter K!&lt;br /&gt;mother tongue time, peifang , cheryl &amp; dana helped me tie my hair up :)&lt;br /&gt;thank you girls &lt;3 !&lt;br /&gt;then maths time, went to lab for maths. did a stupid quiz =x&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever that, then headed to my home to get clothes.&lt;br /&gt;then to CHERYL's . ate lunch there, then went to tiong bahru for an interview :D&lt;br /&gt;hope we'll be chosen k?&lt;br /&gt;okay after that, actually wanted to try another interview at MacPherson.&lt;br /&gt;but hoh, we dont know how to go there -.-&lt;br /&gt;as in , the bus stops dont have lei .&lt;br /&gt;so took 10 out of nothing, dropped at tanjong katong&lt;br /&gt;to take another bus towards MacPherson, &amp; dang, we dont even know&lt;br /&gt;what time 40 will come laah. bought a donut awhile. waited &amp; waited.&lt;br /&gt;no 40 come. STUPIDXZX. we went there just to purchase a donut ah? lol.&lt;br /&gt;decided to take a look at mcc as we actually&lt;br /&gt;promised zhixiang we'll go down . haha :)&lt;br /&gt;so yea we did , played a few matches! CHERYL is really pro in shooting lah.&lt;br /&gt;but i also improved k! last time, im so concious about&lt;br /&gt;how i look , but now, play means play! haha !&lt;br /&gt;LOL. then, cooled down awhile then dropped by hawker to buy some food&lt;br /&gt;&amp; homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO! super long day but fun!&lt;br /&gt;kana scolded by mom though~&lt;br /&gt;but its okay , i can always return what she lost or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;K , it meant nothing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! &amp; i met weinyeong on the way.. like again? hmm, well we happen to live in the same block, so our world is small. LOL! haha! took the lift with him, &amp; drums? i'l try ah. haha. okay, im sure you'll find me lame again? whatever you say :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW NOW! the photos! ENJOY ! XD&lt;br /&gt;all was for today ! actually all taken from cheryl's blog. :D&lt;br /&gt;so thanks GF &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SRL2RHTGBlI/AAAAAAAAASw/dWpVT_T25eI/s320/Image004_(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is what happens when CHERYL's super bored.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SRL2RPXsHXI/AAAAAAAAASo/k1rxQyw6nGQ/s320/Image007_(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor deneng, me, peifang &amp; cheryl "helped" him styled his hair. haha! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SRL2Q_MrIsI/AAAAAAAAASg/GcMzg4K_oUc/s320/Image002_(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, yeeboon, labelled as the joker of the class. SEE THE EVIDENCE. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SRL2RQijK2I/AAAAAAAAATA/KdTCwnteR40/s320/Image009_(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faye &amp; Cheryl &lt;3 &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SRL2RWgrkpI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ufCO1KjyWDg/s320/Image010_(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So very the sorry, you cannot be US :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt; okay end of post! LALALA! TAG ME!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tomorrow is indeed a very eventful day. but why does it seems so normal? am i loosing my sincerity &amp; passion? am i appreciating things i shouldnt ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;i&gt;i need help. please guide me , take me wherever you'll go, i wanna see the things that you see. &amp; tell me whatever you know, cos i wanna learn the things that you know. take me , &amp; i'll follow.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-8868671913566285355?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8868671913566285355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8868671913566285355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-boys-girls-haha-yozz.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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/_ugxKca7lJmk/SRL2RHTGBlI/AAAAAAAAASw/dWpVT_T25eI/s72-c/Image004_(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-1782683858604330512</id><published>2008-11-05T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T17:19:01.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;SURVEYS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Can you fill this out without lying?&lt;br /&gt;^^ okay sure.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. What's the last thing you put in your mouth?&lt;br /&gt;^^ haha, oatmeal .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. Have u kissed anyone with the same sex?&lt;br /&gt;^^ cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. Where was your default picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;^^ uhm, the disclaimer pic , lift? the profile pic, KFC &amp; at cheryl's house.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. Last person you rode in a car with over the age of 20?&lt;br /&gt;^^ cheryl &amp; her grand dad.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. Can you play Guitar?&lt;br /&gt;^^ no, but im planning to learn .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. Last time you walked further than a block?&lt;br /&gt;^^ hmmm .. i walk for long distances one.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;10. If you could move somewhere else, would you?&lt;br /&gt;^^ i am .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;11. Ever been kissed under fireworks?&lt;br /&gt;^^ no .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;12. Which do you prefer, a kiss or a hug?&lt;br /&gt;^^ depends on who's the person .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you believe exes can be friends?&lt;br /&gt;^^ ofcourse! but it takes time .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you prefer to call or text?&lt;br /&gt;^^ text = sms .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;15. How do you feel about Diet soda?&lt;br /&gt;^^ i wouldve chose water.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;16. When was the last time you cried really hard?&lt;br /&gt;^^ just recently ba .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;17. Where are you at right now?&lt;br /&gt;^^ home .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;18. Whose bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;br /&gt;^^ mine &amp; mom's .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;19. What was the last thing someone bought for you?&lt;br /&gt;^^ chocolate cake, mommy.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;20. When is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;^^ march 12 .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;21. Who took your profile picture?&lt;br /&gt;^^ profile.... cheryl, the 2nd was me .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;22. Who was the last person you took a picture with?&lt;br /&gt;^^ uhm... aya forgot.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;23. Who owns your heart ryt now?&lt;br /&gt;^^ i know who.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;24. Can you live a day without TV?&lt;br /&gt;^^ yes.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;25. What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;^^ non-english de.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;26. Are you mad about anything?&lt;br /&gt;^^ YES. my retest, why cant they just promote me.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you think relationships are ever really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;^^ it is .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;28. When was the last time you were extremely disappointed?&lt;br /&gt;^^ when i found out that i have to retest .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;29. Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;br /&gt;^^ there .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;31. Are you more of an individual or an outgoing person?&lt;br /&gt;^^ middle . it depends . &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;32. What items can you not go without during the day?&lt;br /&gt;^^ comb.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;33. Would you share a drink with a stranger?&lt;br /&gt;^^ huh? depends on the situation , if some beggar, i'l give it to him , no need to return.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;34. How do you feel about your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;^^ confusing , messed up , complicated , no direction .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you hate anyone?&lt;br /&gt;^^ maybe .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;36. You would like to receive a text message from??&lt;br /&gt;^^ from ****, ******, &amp; some other .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;38. Last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;^^ dad.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;39. Can you easily tell if someone is fake?&lt;br /&gt;^^ i can .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;40. How's your heart?&lt;br /&gt;^^ still with me , completely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-1782683858604330512?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1782683858604330512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1782683858604330512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/surveys-1.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-4946861477091740468</id><published>2008-11-03T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:27:45.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; hi :)&lt;br /&gt;haha. well, last monday in school ya? hais ~&lt;br /&gt;well, for today, made it to school in time k! haha, im so proud.&lt;br /&gt;cos im having my own bus-taking system again.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, F&amp;N lessons, did nothing.&lt;br /&gt;nicholas sat beside me &amp; we did nothing but crap around.&lt;br /&gt;made teacher so dulan with me &amp; cheryl cos we laugh out lout. haha!&lt;br /&gt;hmm, then... reccess, mama shop then off to basketball court.&lt;br /&gt;played with chiawei &amp; sharil .&lt;br /&gt;okay, then maths class, me &amp; cheryl were late again :(&lt;br /&gt;i dont know lahs, im like already giving up.&lt;br /&gt;anyone encourage me bigtime?&lt;br /&gt;ah fine, then ya. lessons over &amp; off to basketball court again.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS CRAP -.-&lt;br /&gt;nobody was serious in the match at all ! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;blablabla, off to cheryl's house then went to raffles there&lt;br /&gt;for an interview! HAHA! hope me &amp; cheryl can get the job ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THEN , SOMETHING HAPPENED. GRRRRRR.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 boys followed us -.-&lt;br /&gt;like wtf? it made me so dulan, i swear i dont like&lt;br /&gt;people following me. okay, even though they didnt followed me,&lt;br /&gt;i just hate the feeling of having someone behind you&lt;br /&gt;that you dont even know! GRR.&lt;br /&gt;were at that OUB centre ; then we decided to eat at BK.&lt;br /&gt;we ordered food, &amp; wtf? they are there -.-&lt;br /&gt;ive no right to say what really happened&lt;br /&gt;cos cheryl might blog it out on her blog - go see hers then.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, the only thing i know is, &lt;i&gt;JASON HAD LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT WITH CHERYL!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;corniest line ive ever heard in 2008 . you fuckoff.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea then went to tanah merah for some stuff then bus-ed home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i saw zhihong! haha, gave him a punch :D&lt;br /&gt;K tats all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;like, can anyone inspire me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-4946861477091740468?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4946861477091740468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4946861477091740468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-5258457225410687042</id><published>2008-11-02T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T00:09:38.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; Now Playing : Everything I do * By Brandy .&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=purple&gt; hmm, its for my granparents, my mom, cheryl, yang heng, &amp; a few more names that takes a lot of courage for me to say. for all of you lah :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look in to my eyes ~&lt;br /&gt;You will see, what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;Search your heart, search your soul&lt;br /&gt;And when you find, then you'll search no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't tell me, it's not worth trying for&lt;br /&gt;You can't tell me it's not worth dying for&lt;br /&gt;You know it's true everything I do I do it for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look in to you heart, you will find&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing there to hide&lt;br /&gt;Take me as I am, take my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I would give it all, I would sacrifice&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me it's not worth fighting for&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it, there's nothing I want more&lt;br /&gt;You know it's true, everything I do I do it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;There is no love, like your love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no other could give me more love&lt;br /&gt;There's nowhere, unless your there&lt;br /&gt;All the time, all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't tell me it's not worth trying for&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it, there is nothing I want more&lt;br /&gt;I would fight for you, I'd lie for you&lt;br /&gt;Walk the wire for you, yeah I'd die for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Everything I do I do for you .&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love alot of people now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-5258457225410687042?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5258457225410687042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5258457225410687042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/now-playing-everything-i-do-by-brandy.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-4593921529954929852</id><published>2008-11-02T03:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T04:04:12.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;1 NOVEMBER,2008&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalas. 3:27 am now you know ? :)&lt;br /&gt;hais. reached home around 2:30 am++ . back from work .&lt;br /&gt;yang heng really made my day everytime .&lt;br /&gt;im thankful your not like any other guy. haha. thanks baobei! x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm.. i think last night was unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;i&gt;if your done reading something bout me, stop reading this post now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;the one i asked to read my blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;READ THIS PARTICULAR MESSAGE OVER &amp; OVER AGAIN IF YOU NEED TO, COS ALL I WANT NOW IS FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND WHATEVER YOU NEED YO.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;i&gt;you know, after last night, &lt;br /&gt;i found out lots of things about you, me, US.&lt;br /&gt;its very funny to know.. =x&lt;br /&gt;do you know how terrible it felt reading your blog post?&lt;br /&gt;i guess the first paragraph is not for me, but the 2nd onwards .&lt;br /&gt;actually as ive said, ive alot to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;but you just wouldnt give me the chance to .&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to leave you. but if you want me out of your life&lt;br /&gt;like for a moment, or whatever time you need,&lt;br /&gt;im fine with it. maybe we need space too correct?&lt;br /&gt;i can understand if you want that. cos that's how i feel&lt;br /&gt;about jonathan too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i gave you too much, &amp; you took too much.&lt;br /&gt;at the same time, you offered too much, but i reject too much.&lt;br /&gt;you dont get this dont you?&lt;br /&gt;what i mean is, when it comes to problems, i solve mine&lt;br /&gt;all by myself, while you share all of yours with me.&lt;br /&gt;you know i have this experience ; &lt;u&gt; that i rely-ed too much on&lt;br /&gt;someone, &amp; then at the end of the day, he wasnt there for me&lt;br /&gt;anymore, &amp; i got stucked.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why i dont wanna bother you about my probs.&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IM NOT GONNA BE WITH YOU TIL NEXT YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your like, my everything for this point of my life.&lt;br /&gt;cos im not inlove to any guy, nor to any other girl.&lt;br /&gt;well ,you should know that dont you? &lt;br /&gt;cos never did i leave you in any&lt;br /&gt;circumstances. nor bad times .&lt;br /&gt;i even made it to the point that whenever im free,&lt;br /&gt;i will find no one but you .&lt;br /&gt;gah, no point typing all these out .&lt;br /&gt;but its the only way to FINALLY say &amp; do my part.&lt;br /&gt;just waste any of your time reading this. like CAREFULLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its unfair , cos im leaving .&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt intend to leave so i can run away from you .&lt;br /&gt;if you had been my bestfriend since sec one,&lt;br /&gt;maybe it will be different now . cos i couldve&lt;br /&gt;spent 3 years with you by then .&lt;br /&gt;but look at the logic behind my history.&lt;br /&gt;my bestfriends in sec one,&lt;br /&gt;gone in sec 2. &lt;br /&gt;my bestfriend in sec 2 ,&lt;br /&gt;gone in sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;all were replaced! but look at us now man .&lt;br /&gt;were like so strong &amp; even if we dont understand each&lt;br /&gt;other that much, we build things up.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; infact, nobody destroyed us right?&lt;br /&gt;cos they know were really happy with each other.&lt;br /&gt;hais, i hope your really reading this. cos its not&lt;br /&gt;easy to post something like this.. we shouldnt&lt;br /&gt;care if other people read it bah . heck care them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to my point.&lt;br /&gt;we have a lot of differences. nothing in common actually?&lt;br /&gt;your into a sport im not , im into a talent you aint passionate about.&lt;br /&gt;look at our houses. yours is like heaven, mine is below yours.&lt;br /&gt;then my lifestyle , my background .&lt;br /&gt;realised that before? hmmmm. i can also say that&lt;br /&gt;we taught each other things that we cant learn from just anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i saying all these?&lt;br /&gt;cos babe, we have to face the fact now..&lt;br /&gt;were grown ups &amp; have each others' wants.&lt;br /&gt;what i want is ; &lt;u&gt;to start over.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you mentioned you wanna forget the past? i want that too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; in order for that to happen, we need to&lt;br /&gt;TEMPORARILY leave each other. like move on without you? without me?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to survive days without you but,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna try.. im not saying goodbye okay?&lt;br /&gt;im never gonna leave you. &lt;u&gt;NOT AT THIS POINT OF TIME.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm you tell me your thoughts &amp; wants too.&lt;br /&gt;a friendster message will be best for me.&lt;br /&gt;or you blog it out too, but noobs will find a way out&lt;br /&gt;to know who you are. hehe :]&lt;br /&gt;i miss talking to you sia. its like, just 28 hours passed&lt;br /&gt;but there's already alot to tell. ahh! iloveyou.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-4593921529954929852?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4593921529954929852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4593921529954929852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/1-november2008-lalalalas.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-3519356161168901855</id><published>2008-11-01T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T01:06:15.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt;I WANNA GO BACK MY HOMETOWN NOW . I NEEDA BE AWAY FOR ATLEAST ONE YEAR. END OF POST.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-3519356161168901855?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/3519356161168901855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/3519356161168901855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wanna-go-back-my-hometown-now.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-4638348859542343401</id><published>2008-10-30T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T19:36:06.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;1 frog - jump into the pond - poing*!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA! kenneth yong is indeed a joker man . he intro-ed that game to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, but anyways, today.. i woke up so late okay. actually no.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up around 7 am , but i cannot get myself up :x&lt;br /&gt;without my HP, i seriously have no aim for mornings. lol!&lt;br /&gt;yea, but i came in the class before our chem teacher did. so i still win :)&lt;br /&gt;chem lessons crapped with bryan. but i cannot hear what he had been saying lah .&lt;br /&gt;cos my freaking lenses wasnt in the right position. i ended up spending&lt;br /&gt;my time positioning it. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;english period , peifang &amp; cheryl sat beside me.&lt;br /&gt;together with bryan, deneng &amp; kenneth .&lt;br /&gt;so just crapped around ~&lt;br /&gt;Ms.Wang wrote some bad notes about me. Mr.Tan also =x&lt;br /&gt;sian ah, they want me to retain issit?&lt;br /&gt;why cant they just let me do whatever i want in class &amp; i'l give them&lt;br /&gt;good marks for my retest? HUHRH! suckers.&lt;br /&gt;BLABLABLA. then recess, bought our stuffs at mama shop .&lt;br /&gt;then deneng called me &amp; cheryl over .&lt;br /&gt;joined them at that circular table .&lt;br /&gt;so kenneth , me, cheryl &amp; deneng played that&lt;br /&gt;frog game. WAHAHAHA. cute + fun + must be aware lorrr.&lt;br /&gt;continued games til all the way in class !&lt;br /&gt;MT period , i pity that teacher. lol.&lt;br /&gt;then maths period , Mr.Tay's lectures againsss.&lt;br /&gt;when will this ever end? i cannot be a good student anymore. f*ck it .&lt;br /&gt;BLAAAAAAS.&lt;br /&gt;homed with adrian &amp; levon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;adrian freaking made some revelations, dang. you hurt me man.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;if that's the case, i should start treasuring some others MORE THAN YOU.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps! went to cheryl's , stayed there til four pm.&lt;br /&gt;her maid sent me all the way down cos i was scared, SHE lah, walau -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna talk to crush now :( whereTF is he!&lt;br /&gt;ID OFICIALLY CHOSEN MY CRUSH ! HAHAHA. ONE PERSON NIA OKAY :D &lt;br /&gt;cheryl &amp; deneng, SHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;lolss. not in my school anyway ~&lt;br /&gt;but no way im gonna let anyone else knows.&lt;br /&gt;i will treat him as an inspiration &amp; that's all . no steady no nothing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALA . mood swings , imma go sleep!&lt;br /&gt;TAG ME PLEASE.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-4638348859542343401?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4638348859542343401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4638348859542343401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/1-frog-jump-into-pond-poing-wahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-3941128153330724646</id><published>2008-10-29T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T16:06:00.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font colour=red&gt;i&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font colour=green&gt;miss&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font colour=purple&gt;every&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font colour=brown&gt;little&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font colour=pink&gt;thing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font colour=blue&gt;about&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font colour=red&gt;YOU.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;you suck now.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-3941128153330724646?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/3941128153330724646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/3941128153330724646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-miss-every-little-thing-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-4091972367961737054</id><published>2008-10-28T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:30:23.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt; im tired to even post anything out . i need to cry . but where &amp; when .&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing left to loose, i want my family now.&lt;br /&gt;i want my grandparents now, i'l give them the best i can .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-4091972367961737054?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4091972367961737054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4091972367961737054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-tired-to-even-post-anything-out.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-3260506090442968065</id><published>2008-10-27T03:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T03:36:22.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; YANG HENG~ your oh-so demanding!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols, please lor. that idiot, demand me to post now. cannot wait ah &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. hmm , i just came back from work.&lt;br /&gt;actually no, i reached home around 2:20 am . but hoh, nobody can hear&lt;br /&gt;me knocking &amp; shouting for gate-opening. so i kana stuck outside -.-&lt;br /&gt;i sat there like some beggar okay :(&lt;br /&gt;but okay leh. i sat down reflect about things, haha. i missed doing that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, work today is okay . lols, no la. whenever yang heng's around,&lt;br /&gt;its always okay. &amp; saiful &amp; yvonne :D&lt;br /&gt;too bad kok shen not there. grr, miss his jokes la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; hoh &amp; hoh! yesterday work, dang.&lt;br /&gt;saw bryan, weinyeong they all there -.-&lt;br /&gt;i hope they didnt notice me? okay they did. lols.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know la, they better dun find me funnt -.-&lt;br /&gt;&amp; heard from zhi xiang he saw me too . ARRH! dang ah .&lt;br /&gt;okay so what . haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, whut else. oh! no school tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;im gonna rest my whole day out. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;BBYE! TAG ME MORE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQTFYaGqmlI/AAAAAAAAAOc/I_EpJNdS98c/s320/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;when you cant handle me at my worst, your sure as hell dont deserve me at my best neither!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQTFYBML7vI/AAAAAAAAAOU/e5oXOHsjfT4/s320/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;I LOVE MY HOODIE YO YO! &lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQTFYNUUkoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/r1Rp70O_8q0/s320/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GirlF, lets bow forever :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;to whoever stole my slippers just now, _|_ you go die, im cursing you to have 100 pimples on your face, you kns. slippers also wan K ? you will die before my eyes i tell you! !@!%$#@$~@!$#%~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font colour=blue&gt; OKAY BBYE! LOVE MY LENSES TOO!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi yang heng! tag me now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-3260506090442968065?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/3260506090442968065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/3260506090442968065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/yang-heng-your-oh-so-demanding-lols.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQTFYaGqmlI/AAAAAAAAAOc/I_EpJNdS98c/s72-c/Image045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-6754245706165512148</id><published>2008-10-26T16:21:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:21:44.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i dont know which date is which day for this weeeeeek.&lt;br /&gt;my sched is super duper hectic can? i forgot everything that happened.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'l start on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as ive mentioned, HAIR DRESSING SESSIONS AT TAMARIS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I MANAGED TO GET FREE REBONDING OKAY. HAHAHA, BUT I ASKED THE LADY NOT TO PUT SO MUCH CREAM LUHHH. I DONT WANT SUPER FLAAAT -.-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, then cheryl felt super dulan cos she also wanna rebond, but the lady dont let her. haha, your hair so nice le still wan make =x&lt;br /&gt;okay, then went to lpk bought some hair stuffs, &amp; kapo free kfc meal. haha!&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pon hair dressing session :D heehee.&lt;br /&gt;stayed at home the whole day ? im not very sure. i forgot laaaa , really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of hair dressing sessions :(&lt;br /&gt;sian ah, will kinda miss that place, you know, the class we formed there is super cool, ive deneng they all , cheryl, then the girls aint bitches .&lt;br /&gt;you know? how cool that class was , everyone is minding their own business!&lt;br /&gt;plus we got nicholas &amp; chiawei for entertainment, &amp; natally rich taitai! lolxD&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ofcourse they got me leaaaa, haha. yea then took pics , will upload later. promise!&lt;br /&gt;LALALA! me &amp; cheryl forgot go where le -.-&lt;br /&gt;then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,. start of my adventures with cheryl teo ! XD&lt;br /&gt;morning went to school with mum to collect results, kns. lol.&lt;br /&gt;we also talked to VP , regarding my schooling next year ya?&lt;br /&gt;&amp; mr.tay i so love you, really.&lt;br /&gt;then my mum went to work &amp; i homed.&lt;br /&gt;meet out cheryl around 3 plus 4 then went to parkway ! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;last minute thought of going bugis .&lt;br /&gt;WE GOT OUR HOODIES YEA YEA !&lt;br /&gt;now im waiting for that idiot to uplaod my pics wearing my hoodie x3&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, yeaps. then went back to my house .&lt;br /&gt;waited for my dad to come back then asked permission to go out .&lt;br /&gt;yay he allowed :D&lt;br /&gt;so, 7 pm plus went out , went to kallang KFC but i forgot to cook rice&lt;br /&gt;for daddy -.- so have to walk back all the way to my home. lol.&lt;br /&gt;yea whatever, then raining siala ! so me &amp; cheryl,&lt;br /&gt;adventure#1 - borrowed 2 umbrellas . &lt;br /&gt;one from neighbor, the other from hawker owner.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;yeaps, then here goes !&lt;br /&gt;adventure #2 - walked under th rain BABY! hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;cheryl was so happy sia, i think she felt her freedom that night. &lt;br /&gt;yea, so walked under the rain &lt;br /&gt;from old airport to kallang leisure park :)&lt;br /&gt;kapo another free kfc meal. LOL. haha .&lt;br /&gt;cheryl so lucky to have me ahhh :]&lt;br /&gt;then , walked back to kallang kfc cos were still hungryyyy . roaaars .&lt;br /&gt;WOAH WOAH , then one hasina girl , my fellow-worker come&lt;br /&gt;atitude me sia! LOL, then i atitude back lor. she think what -.-&lt;br /&gt;some horny girl niaaa. called yeeboon then&lt;br /&gt;he went down kfc kallang to settle things nor .&lt;br /&gt;&amp; hasina loser, me &amp; yeeboon are okay now. &amp; she?&lt;br /&gt;haha! lost in the dark, goodluck to you . lols.&lt;br /&gt;then went back to my house , cabbed with yb &amp; cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; cheryl waited for my mom to come home :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp; tadadada! my mummy allowed me to sleep over at cheryl's :D&lt;br /&gt;so yea, we felt so freeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;so slept over at cheryl's lorr. gossips first before sleeping .&lt;br /&gt;then next morning,(&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;) jonathan came.&lt;br /&gt;slacked at her house then went to lpk for KFC AGAIN -.-&lt;br /&gt;then they fetched me home . i slept at home luhh.&lt;br /&gt;freeaaaking tired okay! yea, then what ahhhh .&lt;br /&gt;forgot laaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN THAT'S IT !!! :D&lt;br /&gt;yesterday. saturday. worked from 7pm - 2 am .&lt;br /&gt;but 1 am i walked out of work &amp; pei-ed cheryl slacked in waterfront.&lt;br /&gt;waited for yang heng to finish work . then met him at lpk.&lt;br /&gt;slack awhile there , then we all went homeeeee. lols.&lt;br /&gt;oh no , cheryl came to my house awhile . til around 3:40 am.&lt;br /&gt;then she went home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; START OF THE NEW DAY FOR MEEEEEEEE! :P&lt;br /&gt;but fuck? mother nags in the morning alrdy, hais. kns.&lt;br /&gt;i really dont like home. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i like it only when there's me inside .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, pics galore , &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;HAPPY SCROLLING&lt;/font&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQvEfQ08rI/AAAAAAAAAMU/cw82yLnG3ts/s320/DSC02462.JPG"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rebonding of my hair :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQvEn24h4I/AAAAAAAAAMc/2LK5egjnAMc/s320/DSC02468.JPG"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp; thanks to her ! my Rebonder :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQvEzUw0iI/AAAAAAAAAMk/9bWiQJIpclg/s320/DSC02470.JPG"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;me &amp; MONKEY XD XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQvFGp0htI/AAAAAAAAAMs/tF6zNVNla9c/s320/DSC02469.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; Mr.Clive Lim, he look scary right. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQvFQTKfXI/AAAAAAAAAM0/qmebwcbqtAc/s320/DSC02472.JPG"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;with Mr.Ibrahim , *teh* lols. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQxUhRbJ7I/AAAAAAAAANc/ZaFG3oA48_M/s320/DSC02461.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at their expressions, while rebonding me hair =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQxUHUzW-I/AAAAAAAAANU/9hWBs9T8fDQ/s320/DSC02460.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; guess who ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQxTjAu_pI/AAAAAAAAANM/7SGk0595fw8/s320/_DSC2565.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, you know who we are. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQxTaRcq2I/AAAAAAAAANE/YviP_pGP6XA/s320/DSC02466.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; act-shuai nicholas .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQxS3gK__I/AAAAAAAAAM8/vDZ19zyrRPs/s320/DSC02475.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izwan &amp; me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQzJATcVbI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DyEa3mayDaE/s320/DSC00522.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deneng &amp; me &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQzIy7_QxI/AAAAAAAAAN8/M6mVutEBevY/s320/DSC00523.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; chiawei :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQzIYcl9CI/AAAAAAAAAN0/vZgLjiyj4jo/s320/DSC00526.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, friends long long ah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQzH_V1XYI/AAAAAAAAANs/Q29TLP3cUTI/s320/DSC00520.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiguang and me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQzHmIF-VI/AAAAAAAAANk/7xwzlo8cQFw/s320/_DSC2568.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clive,cheryl,faye,ernest,weiguang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;BUG CHERYL FOR THE REST OF THE PICS WITH MY HOODIE! BYE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-6754245706165512148?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6754245706165512148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6754245706165512148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-swear-i-dont-know-which-date-is-which.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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/_ugxKca7lJmk/SQQvEfQ08rI/AAAAAAAAAMU/cw82yLnG3ts/s72-c/DSC02462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-1851448812872996055</id><published>2008-10-24T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T14:24:55.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;here's another goodbye song&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI . im at cheryl's house currently.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for her to upload pics of us , me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. okay will blog my whole day out yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;it was a blassssst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE! see you all later , will edit this post :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-1851448812872996055?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1851448812872996055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1851448812872996055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/heres-another-goodbye-song-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-972132880891820507</id><published>2008-10-22T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:07:55.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;i wont wanna continue my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;no strength , damn fevers in the world.damn flus.&lt;br /&gt;so many to tio , why choose me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hi, me name is faye. &amp; i learnt how to be all by myself.. i dont need anyone, me didnt asked anyone to care, so dont comment too :] , bbye. me name is faye.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-972132880891820507?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/972132880891820507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/972132880891820507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-forget-it.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-4273684155826970767</id><published>2008-10-21T08:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:19:54.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is my blog ever working alright?&lt;br /&gt;i find that this skin is kinda, mafan for viewers eh?&lt;br /&gt;uhm, comments please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. didnt went for the hair workshop thingy again!&lt;br /&gt;hais ~&lt;br /&gt;but i'l try not to pon anything that has got to do with manjusri&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow onwards . i so wanna promote to sec four :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, my crying yesterday wasnt enough..&lt;br /&gt;there are so so many things to cry about ; be it my leaving , my past , my family &amp; my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;its not easy to leave people just like that you know?&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you the whole story in brief .&lt;br /&gt;I studied preparatory level in a private school , in my country , Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;now a private school there aint like those in Sg now.&lt;br /&gt;Private schools there are those well-looked upon .&lt;br /&gt;They wont pass you for the sake of passing you cos your paying them.&lt;br /&gt;no such thing there ba , that story is for a public school there.&lt;br /&gt;After being 'attached' to being a 'private-student' kid,&lt;br /&gt;my parents made some changes? my dad found singapore &amp; he started&lt;br /&gt;looking for jobs here. Yes he did found one, eventually.&lt;br /&gt;My dad's a graduate, they say computer engineers that graduated from other&lt;br /&gt;parts of Asia aint recognized in Sg? what crap was that.&lt;br /&gt;My dad found a good job right after he seeked for one !&lt;br /&gt;Parents happen to need some cash for registration&lt;br /&gt;purposes in singapore. So from my 'private-lfe' student ,&lt;br /&gt;came out a 'public-schooler' there. That was when im in P1.&lt;br /&gt;Now, public schools there? dont even think of thinking of it . =x&lt;br /&gt;Its hell , trust me , POOR kids go there.&lt;br /&gt;now POOR means , the place is POOR .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;POOR PLACE = POOR TEACHER STANDARD + POOR TEACHING AMENITIES .&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understand now? whilst in singapore, government-supported schools&lt;br /&gt;are STILL OKAY. in fact its actually better than private ones is it?&lt;br /&gt;okay stop the school talk, let me continue.&lt;br /&gt;Now my P1 life was bullshit. Everything were currently&lt;br /&gt;studyuing there was already taught in Prep level, crap!&lt;br /&gt;I dont even need to buy books cos i dont need them man .&lt;br /&gt;I got #2 in rank for 8 effing levels battling .&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT STUDYING , I HAPPEN TO BE THAT #2 -.-&lt;br /&gt;why did i say this? to prove how a public school there differ from a private one.&lt;br /&gt;so yea, P1 , crap.&lt;br /&gt;Now down back to my parents , my dad earned enough money .&lt;br /&gt;more than enough that he actually brought me, my bro &amp; my mom&lt;br /&gt;to singapore. So i have to leave my friends there. My extended family.&lt;br /&gt;Fine, i was in the verge of naivity that time. What do i know anyway?&lt;br /&gt;A typical P1 kid will just follow where their parents go.&lt;br /&gt;Cuase that's what they are for, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So were in Sg alrdy. I applied for P2 studies , i made it.&lt;br /&gt;I passed Sg's exam, im in!&lt;br /&gt;Happy? No. Like duh, singaporean kids are so so different from my hometown.&lt;br /&gt;As in 1000000.000001% different.. (okay, that's over-acted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Primary 2 was my trauma year!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god, how those kids bullied me? How they criticised me?&lt;br /&gt;I can remember so well, how i cry alone, how i wipe my tears&lt;br /&gt;before reaching my lift up to my HDB block just to let my mom see im okay.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, ha-ha, a poor P2 student alrdy know how to hide her&lt;br /&gt;feelings just for the sake of her parents' concerns.&lt;br /&gt;So my mom used to asked me , "Hows school? made friends alrdy? English okay? Teachers? Do they treat you well? Your classmates, do they talk to you?"&lt;br /&gt;Then i will be like "Yes, my classmates are so funny, they welcome me so well , my teachers helped me make friends. Indeed, their good. I like it here."&lt;br /&gt;Im saying the truth to my mom? NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;A BIG &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=6&gt;&lt;font colour=red&gt;NO!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THAT BUKIT VIEW PRI SCHOOL .&lt;br /&gt;i havent got my revenge to those kids, to those who brushed my face&lt;br /&gt;using REAL paint. to those who hanged all the calls i made for my mom.&lt;br /&gt;To those who treated me like one loser, gang up againts me.&lt;br /&gt;Made me cry for the sake of others' happiness, made me weak, made me&lt;br /&gt;think i shouldnt be here, EVERYTHING! I HATE THEM!&lt;br /&gt;I can so well remember how they said "hello" to me &amp; make friends with&lt;br /&gt;me during my 1st day. but hoho , first day !&lt;br /&gt;2nd, 3rd, until my very last day, it was all crying &amp; struggling.&lt;br /&gt;at most i met 2-3 friends . that's it .&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so im very scared , i dont know why my mom transferred me&lt;br /&gt;to Bukit View Pri School, maybe she can see my red eyes whenever&lt;br /&gt;i depart from my school bus? maybe she knows im being bullied even&lt;br /&gt;if i didnt say so? maybe she knows. maybe she hides it , just how i hide it from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Primary 3,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, so totally different . Its good, i learnt from mistakes. I like it.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why? cos i learnt being fake. i learnt how to backstab my fellow&lt;br /&gt;kiddos just to make friends, that was what i learnt from P2 anyway.&lt;br /&gt;But as time goes by? Singapore's slowly accepting me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; there! WOW! i learnt to love myself &amp; singapore , and so did singapore &amp; its people learnt to love me .&lt;br /&gt;Happy ending? no la :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;LIKE HELL , EVERYTHING IS ALREADY OKAY! BUT MY PARENTS BROUGHT ME BACK TO MY COUNNRY! LIKE WHY ? I DONT KNOW , IT JUST HAPPENED .&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bbye to bestfriends i made here? yes, its painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i saw them cry . i saw myself crying too .&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehs, a P3 kid alrdy know how to push herself for her&lt;br /&gt;parents' decision, even though she's not okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds simple? Think again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Primary 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay , im back to a private school! Living a rich life again .&lt;br /&gt;Like yes, im finnaly stepping into one well-known school again!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; after i stepped into my own classroom? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; FUCK? !@#@#$~!@~2! their reactions towards me was... "is this a foreigner or some sort?!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos duh , i came from sg , my fashion sense was in sg terms!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DID THEY EXPECT!&lt;br /&gt;okay, P4 was really all the making-friends session + getting myself used to my country again.&lt;br /&gt;P5 is alrdy okay , i learnt how to dance, made friends.&lt;br /&gt;Found a group , well i gotta be honest .&lt;br /&gt;The group i made there, "Whyte Frequenzy" , a dancing group,&lt;br /&gt;was hell famous in my school. Everyone wanna be LIKE US .&lt;br /&gt;they copy us , they fear us , they know everyone will side us .&lt;br /&gt;So who dare to get on our way? Cool uh?&lt;br /&gt;Well yes, my P5 - P6 life was totally cool. TOTALLY TOALLY PERFECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;UNTIL ITS GONNA BE RUINED AGAIN COS MY MUM MADE THIS LAST MINUTE DECISION OF ME BEING BACK IN SG! &amp; STUDY HERE ! AGAIN ? SUFFER AGAIN? AGAIN!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then hell ! Another painful ending, i have to graduate from my P6 school&lt;br /&gt;with tears? no. As i mentioned, i alrdy learnt how to hide my feelings. TO stand on my own. At a meer young age, I LEARNT.&lt;br /&gt;So how did i told my friends? huh, cmon. its so difficult to leave . i swear .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yet again, painful. &lt;u&gt;I saw them cry, i saw myself crying too.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So April 8 2005, Faye went to singapore . What's for me here? Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;It was April, school here starts at January, but it was sec one anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So everyone have fresh minds . So i searched for a school .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I FOUND ONE?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt; Yes, i found &lt;u&gt;MANJUSRI&lt;/u&gt; &amp; it &lt;b&gt;HAD&lt;/b&gt; a place.. for ME..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sec One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment i stepped into Mjr . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~to be continued .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-4273684155826970767?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4273684155826970767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4273684155826970767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-my-blog-ever-working-alright-i-find.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-5341738838930770228</id><published>2008-10-20T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:39:27.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO HELLO ! im blogging, haha. today = horrible + sian + lucky + happy day :]&lt;br /&gt;that's what i call a 'faye-ish' day. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;lemmi tell you why ; i woke up on time again for workshops in school .&lt;br /&gt;but duh, im obviously gonna take every minute to sleep, haha. SO I SLEPT TIL 7.05 am!&lt;br /&gt;weee, i was alrdy like downstairs otw tuh the bus stop ; MAKING IT ON TIME ; THEN AH,&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl called me &amp; asked me tuh go PAC straight away., for what? RETEST BODOH!&lt;br /&gt;lols, fine . i felt like a loser &lt;u&gt;at that point of time&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i really wanna wanna cry alrdy. i dont know what to do, so i cabbed down to school.&lt;br /&gt;reach alrdy i saw clive that group hanging around, in my mind, why did i just placed my studies aside?! okay, i know its stupid to regret now, accepted alrdy. I FAIL OK? IM NOT GOOD ENOUGH OK? WANNA LAUGH AT ME? GO AHEAD :]&lt;br /&gt;its not because im stupid okay , so stop thinking im a dumb ass or sort .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, then yea. off to temaris @ city hall there.&lt;br /&gt;hair dressing lessons, please la. i didnt even do anything.&lt;br /&gt;BUT HOH , I MANAGE TO GET FREE FULL HAIR REBONDING OKAY . U.P $150 ! lol.&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt asked the lady tuh put alot of cream, i asked her not to put too much behind, cos i dont want it too flat. LOL.,&lt;br /&gt;fine, i love my hair now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yea, i cried again just now , WALAU EH . how come when i alrdy grew up, i then became a cry baby? haii .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;jonathan, thankyou la. your really the one with me til the end okay, iloveyou man. really, your still the best sia.. YOU ROCK LAAA.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay dont misunderstand, his my good friend. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps, then there was this particular time when its superduperfragilisticexphialijoxious funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2.5&gt;Me &amp; cheryl were walking towards long john silver route, then we stopped, did was what happened, read it REAL CAREFUL. haha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faye : "Stop following me la cheryl, i wanna be alone!" *tears falling down*&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl : "Wa cb la, how i know what's your prob, you nv come tell me!"&lt;br /&gt;Faye : "Just go away la! Just Go la!" *sat down outside long johns*&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl : "So wa, your saying its my fault la?!" *in a dissapointed mood alrdy*&lt;br /&gt;Faye : "I got say your fault or not ? JUST GO LA! &lt;u&gt;GO NOW ! GO BACK!&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*a man was coming towards us, earphones on both ears, rocking his head.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MAN :"Hey ya man, ya ya man, rock rock." *while knocking his head*&lt;br /&gt;Faye - Cheryl : "Uhm okay dont go." *cheryl loooked on the freako-looking-man*&lt;br /&gt;*cheryl laughs*&lt;br /&gt;THE MAN : there's a rock concert later yo yo *still rocking around*&lt;br /&gt;*cheryl laughed louder*&lt;br /&gt;THE MAN : *stares at both of us*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN AH , ME &amp; CHERYL WALKED AWAY . THEN WE WALK FASTER .... &amp; FASTER .... &amp; FASTER TIL THE MAN SHOUTED "EH BITCH! LAUGH WHAT AH!"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;super effing funny la, i dont know if you all get it.&lt;br /&gt;but really la, its VERY FUNNY la. see cheryl's version of the story, might be a better interpreted one. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;forget it, im over that.&lt;br /&gt;then in summary, went to lpk get our stuffs then to mcc then went back home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night, went to bugis pei-ed my dad renew handphone.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT HAVE ANY HP NOWWWWWWW. GRRRRR. but its okay, study time first (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye. lazy to blog la.&lt;br /&gt;pictures tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEE~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-5341738838930770228?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5341738838930770228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5341738838930770228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-hello-im-blogging-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-3773771439629157939</id><published>2008-10-19T02:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T03:12:20.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Tag Replies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheng Jun: thanks thanks , i know its nice la. hahahaa :P&lt;br /&gt;daugther, hanrou: love you too daughter.. will miss you laaaa :)&lt;br /&gt;clarin :): thankyou clarin, be cheerful kay.&lt;br /&gt;Eldon: wa eldon , mafan la! you dodddddyy.&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: i didnt knw people's stomach were ever related to fingers? but anw, thanks. haha. loveyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;2:38 am now ! haha. just reached home from work :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love saturdays. partly because i get to hang out with the kfc 2 am gang :D&lt;br /&gt;either mam cath / manager saiful , yang heng, yvonne, kok shen &amp; the midnight eaters.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ofcourse, i get to do ANYTHING i want. cos duh, lovely kfc people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, wasnt tired. i dont know if im quitting laaaa.&lt;br /&gt;yang heng quit , i quit. fine. living in this principle now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, nothing much this day.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow , rest day for meeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'l have the mood to go to school on monday. as i paid 50 bucks for that la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; gucci lanyard, im getting you soon!&lt;br /&gt;plus one hoodie. yea man! cant waittttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;to mr.crush, i hate you la.. dont give me false hopes :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE ! NIGHTS ! LOVE EVERYONE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*edited*]&lt;br /&gt;paiseh, forgotten to blog two things!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, wth okay? eric , jonathan &amp; nicholas went kfc just to disiao me.&lt;br /&gt;GRRRR. kfc wont change my 'fairy' tag name la! what can i do? i look like a fairy mah, cannot blame. hahaha :]&lt;br /&gt;&amp; hohhhh !@#$%^%#@#!@$@#%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TWO LITTLE BASTARD INDIAN KIDS CALLED ME &lt;u&gt;AUNTY!&lt;/u&gt; WAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who did you think are they? they sucks  GRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-3773771439629157939?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/3773771439629157939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/3773771439629157939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/tag-replies-sheng-jun-thanks-thanks-i.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-8021177536817373865</id><published>2008-10-18T02:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T03:03:48.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi , its almost 3 am now. just finished watching some love movie with my mom :)&lt;br /&gt;so yea, for the later part of my 17th october, me &amp; mom changed things in the house.&lt;br /&gt;how the furnitures are placed, &amp; i threw away every worksheet i have in house. hhaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very fun , like as if we shifted house. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yes, then went to LPK just to buy a dvd player -.-&lt;br /&gt;cos the old one was ruined by my brother , then my mum felt like watching a love story. so she hurriedly changed clothes &amp; asked me to pei her =x&lt;br /&gt;while in lpk ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;faye&lt;/u&gt; : Eh mummy, you wanna buy also not now la, buy more expensive one, nicer brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy : No la, look at that. $35 only. Use one time only ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;faye&lt;/u&gt; : SO your saying after you use it tonight, you'll throw it away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy: No? just store it somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;faye&lt;/u&gt; : you cheapskate then say lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy: You think youve so much money? i actually thought of buying you your own electronic photo album since you want it, but i changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZ! that was a total crap. hais, mothers~ haha.&lt;br /&gt;yeap. then ate dinner there then i took my mom to waterfront okay!&lt;br /&gt;hmm, she said singapore shouldve exposed WATERFRONT. cos its a nice park :)&lt;br /&gt;i agree ah , so little people go there. hais, i brought 2 ppl there alr. who'l be the next? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. after watching the love story, i felt so inlove? hahaha! okay joke.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, i agree you kinda miss the feeling of having someone to exchange 'iloveyou' with :]&lt;br /&gt;&amp; blablablabla. but again, im not that rushy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! i think i needa sleep now, 3 am aint a joke . haha.&lt;br /&gt;but, share a picture with you all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ugxKca7lJmk/SPjg899jbjI/AAAAAAAAAMM/wbiaF2K11T8/s320/DSC00505.JPG" border="0" alt="Waterfront* (first time with some friend)"id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258199902984564274"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;know how it feels when last time, you seem to talk to someone for hours &amp; cant sleep without them. but now, both of you cant barely look at each other, even when you just get to meet them on the street. difficult? yes it is. i know cos i felt ..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-8021177536817373865?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8021177536817373865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/8021177536817373865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi-its-almost-3-am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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/_ugxKca7lJmk/SPjg899jbjI/AAAAAAAAAMM/wbiaF2K11T8/s72-c/DSC00505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-440588559839143340</id><published>2008-10-17T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:09:27.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt; HELLLOOOOOOO! i so love my new blogskin! :) :) :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehs, okay. so from now on im gonna blog this way. &amp; anyway, dont be lazy to click&lt;br /&gt;around my navigates alright? interesting things to read &amp; see for each particular navigation :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i pon school today. i woke up on time actually. but my lazy-ness arrived. dang?&lt;br /&gt;poor cheryl have to go school alone . hehe, nevermind. promise on monday !&lt;br /&gt;yea so i ate breakfast &amp; went back to sleep. i dreamt that me &amp; cheryl will retest? hais, sian ah. what a shame! two english pros retesting! EFFFF. we'll rock mjr i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea then , I LOVE MY BLOGSKIN! hahahaha. thankyou thankyou, i dont care you all like it or not, i like can already. but tag ah. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what have this day ahead of me? crush crush crush, why wont you just notice me? whutever lala kuku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE ! NEEDA HELP MUMMY IN HOUSE CHORES! i know im a good girl. yeayea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ive been wrong, ive been done, but now im moving on. weeee!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ pictures gonna be uploaded later! sorry for the people waiting for ir =x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-440588559839143340?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/440588559839143340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/440588559839143340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/helllooooooo-i-so-love-my-new-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-7187439014969434284</id><published>2008-10-16T01:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T01:27:17.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i want to change my blogskin &amp;amp; learn to blog in short-posts.&lt;br /&gt;its very sian-ing to read long posts isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, yea sure. lemmi try a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up on time~&lt;br /&gt;school, assembly was boring so slept in the sch hall / talk / crapped.&lt;br /&gt;classroom time , corrections for final year papers.&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; cheryl keep going out of the classroom for all the chances we have.&lt;br /&gt;no permissions FYI. so were convinced we didnt meet the criteria. retest together then.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thens, played basketball after school with firhan,chiawei,nicholas &amp;amp; dionis they all.. very funny can! WOO. after not playing for a long time, finally touched the ball again~&lt;br /&gt;then i served my LRC , went back to bball court &amp;amp; off to MCC with cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;played 2 rounds with zhixiang &amp;amp; white chick. heehee :]&lt;br /&gt;we won okay! LOL, cos ZX got disadvantage. poor thing, lol jkjk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna visit the new school tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sian, i wanna cry over manjusri. i cant bear to leave any memories just like that.&lt;br /&gt;from being bullied &amp;amp; backstabbed in sec one, meeting new friends, being 'faye' in 2a, meeting real friends, dancers, all the disiao-ing, taijis, boliaoness &amp;amp; teachers in sec 2. til to sec 3, which was a slacked &amp;amp; wasted year &amp; a defenite turning point of my life. sec 3 might be the worst year ; but it did showed me alot of things, it made me a grown-up girl. an independent one &amp; i know myself way way better than last time. well i cant bear to leave it all behind. i swear! so, tomorrow will be the last day in the classroom? :( .. Manjusri &amp; teachers, how can i ever show you my appreciation? your my life in singapore. swear. I dont know why no one feels the same way i do. &gt; Oh, Manjusrians take things for granted? maybe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so picture picture tomorrow please! i'l wake up early for my hair. haha! MANJUSRI UBI WAIT ME UP :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; sorry for promising pictures but not uplaoding them. haha!&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'l do it on friday. haha :]&lt;br /&gt;K, gotta arrange files now. TATA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=0.9&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;why am i troubled with the choice of staying or going? i thought i alrdy made up my decision? what's holding me back? girlF? no, there's more to it! what the hell am i thinking? i must go back! HAIS. stress.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hais, i need somone to talk to. someone who can understand me FULLY. Mr.limerence, come out now. Ms.Free-shoulder-to-cry-on, i need you now!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-7187439014969434284?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7187439014969434284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/7187439014969434284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-i-want-to-change-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-4093582279878193242</id><published>2008-10-14T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T01:07:48.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uhm yoozzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. i reached home early from work today okay . haha!&lt;br /&gt;right ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning, woke up @ 6:45 am . sian okay.&lt;br /&gt;i bathed like , for 10 mins nia then anyhow tie hair / put on contacts + shoe &amp; off to cheryl's house! WAKAK MEN! i chiong everything, ended up = late for school also. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whateverrrrrr. LRCS KILLING ME!&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then school, nothing. i hate it. nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT IM 2ND HIGHEST IN EL. HAHA, THE 1ST HIGHEST IS A BITCH , I PITY HER SO I GAVE HER THE TITLE. AS SHE WILL DIE WITHOUT IT . HAHA!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. then served LRC. nicholas &amp; freddrick made my lrc fun can. thankssssss.&lt;br /&gt;was released alrdy then walked home with cheryl .&lt;br /&gt;dropped down at kfc to 'slack' with yb awhile.&lt;br /&gt;i went back home &amp; cheryl went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, rested for like, 30 mins then bathe .&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ef? i realised something by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY KFC UNIFORM AINT IRONED YET!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaaaausss -.-&lt;br /&gt;then im like, dont know what to do?&lt;br /&gt;i on the iron, placed the iron board correctly.&lt;br /&gt;then the heat is hot, but.... i dont understand why my blouse&lt;br /&gt;just dont get straight? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;whateverrrr. how dumb can i get.&lt;br /&gt;ya then called yeeboon for help. saiful manager call me just come!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; what the hell? &lt;i&gt;i reached kfc, &amp; he ironed my blouse for meeeee. waaaaaaa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;omg la, thankyou saiful. haha! owe you one :]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay workworkwork. have some misunderstandings with.... whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i dont know what to do with you anymore. im tired.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep then crapped most of the time with yb til he have to go.&lt;br /&gt;okay, done with work! HAHS. i walked home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the feeling of not going home with who, was indeed so wrong. haha LOL.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i swear i had enough. i need space from you. thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home &amp; nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;talking to cheryl / phone and junwei / msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=0.4&gt;&lt;i&gt;seeing myself as a grown up teenager, the feeling is so cool. undescribable. haissss ~ thanks cheryl. thanks yeeboon. thanks junwei. thanks mr.tay! thanks !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; pictures tomorrow .&lt;br /&gt;; MCC shots tomorrow , i have a story to tell. wait up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-4093582279878193242?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4093582279878193242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/4093582279878193242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/uhm-yoozzz.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-1055168878643761185</id><published>2008-10-13T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:42:54.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tag Replies.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEGGY: thankyou ts! missyou alot.&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: i was actually blinded by the word 'fei' as 'faye'. whatever~&lt;br /&gt;sha: yos! you takecare always miss 'built to last' . LOL :]&lt;br /&gt;Gina: im not laaaa. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;clarin :): okay loves.&lt;br /&gt;CHUAN: wahahahas , your welcomeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;LOUISA: thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi hi .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, worked from 1pm to 7pm :]&lt;br /&gt;yea saw yeeboon there . heeehhee , that funny guy!&lt;br /&gt;then blablabla. (currently talking to yeeboon &amp; cheryl 1:02 am now)&lt;br /&gt;i swear you wont be able to blog properly if your talking to soemone like yeeboon!&lt;br /&gt;LOLS. okay .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. yea made it on cheryl's in time.&lt;br /&gt;reached school. blablabla. results out , okay im screwed! i dont know, i dont wanna talk about it alr! okay then after school, WALKED to lpk with cheryl =x&lt;br /&gt;haha, fun ehs.&lt;br /&gt;then took something from kfc &amp; headed to waterfront.&lt;br /&gt;pictures tomorrow ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea then went home ard 3.30 pm !&lt;br /&gt;then slept for one hour?&lt;br /&gt;met junwei, then jonathan &amp; off to work from 5 to 11 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. work is, HAHAHAHA?&lt;br /&gt;alot of banglas are funnyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;yeeboon &amp; jonathan knows what i mean. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, then walked home with jonathan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dude, im always here for you. stop thinking you suffer alot can =x&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now currently on phone with 2 ..... aliens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-1055168878643761185?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1055168878643761185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1055168878643761185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-289837467562606583</id><published>2008-10-12T11:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T11:54:35.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ah , my work's at 11 am.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; guess what time i woke up? 11.15 :)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! im so effing irresponsible. lol, who cares.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to marie for calling meeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; yea, i changed it to 1 pm. im dead beat can -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, as soon as im back, around 7-8 pm, i'l blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takecare everyone!&lt;br /&gt;results tomorrow! i tagged a lot of people saying goodluck hohhh. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp; im, missing you badly. you&amp;you. 'thecrushes' &gt;&lt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-289837467562606583?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/289837467562606583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/289837467562606583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-ah-my-works-at-11-am.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-1674763115404108168</id><published>2008-10-11T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:07:18.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder why these days, i dont even feel like blogging my life out. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but instead, im putting things like song lyrics, my feelings, quotes.&lt;br /&gt;why ah :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. my blogsong?&lt;br /&gt;CRUSH . i have 2 crushes :)&lt;br /&gt;but sad, im not even close to them. cant even reach them.&lt;br /&gt;UGH , im not despo FYI. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. okay, im forcing myself to tell about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up around 10.40 am, prepared for work .&lt;br /&gt;i miss KFC. omg, when i was preparing for work, i really missed that!&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL , no one can understand the feeling of helping people there.&lt;br /&gt;i feel they need me, so i dont knw if i still want to quit? uh, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. reached work! LALALA. same old thing, boring but i like the&lt;br /&gt;way im feeling when i do cashier. lol.&lt;br /&gt;saw manager saiful! woo! i missed him like fuck. haha.&lt;br /&gt;yea, &amp; hasina? i just hope she gets mature real soon :|&lt;br /&gt;okay. went home aorund 5 plus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me &amp; my mom wisited her friend's house all the way to tampines.&lt;br /&gt;saw yangheng there! LOL, i miss that guy bigtime. really.&lt;br /&gt;then, went back around 10 pm.&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 11 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; computer-ed awhile then slept!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; im now, bored :|&lt;br /&gt;bye. post back later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;edited post ; 5.56 pm&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My non-ending surveys! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone put their arm around you in the past five days?&lt;br /&gt;◘ uhm... yes. but its a girl. confirm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;◘ uhm, bread?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time did you go to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;◘ around 12 plus. early hoh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prefer older BF/GF or younger?&lt;br /&gt;◘ older ! i dont like TOO childish boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you think relationships fail?&lt;br /&gt;◘ no trust? no chemistry? okay, in simple words = they cant make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the first thing you did when you woke up?&lt;br /&gt;◘ checked my hanphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;◘ forgotten , uhm my dad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're being extremely quiet, what does it mean?&lt;br /&gt;◘ if while with friends, i dont like their topic or im thinking of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you taller than your mom?&lt;br /&gt;◘ a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you an emotional person?&lt;br /&gt;◘ think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to get married and have children one day?&lt;br /&gt;◘ i dont know :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you close with your mom?&lt;br /&gt;◘ not that bestfriend closure but yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy right now?&lt;br /&gt;◘ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to cuddle?&lt;br /&gt;◘ yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;◘ not sure. 12?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you eat last?&lt;br /&gt;◘ i dont knw what its called. some glutinous rice with corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is the weather right now?&lt;br /&gt;◘ not very hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you allergic to anything?&lt;br /&gt;◘ oily stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you talk to anyone on the phone before bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;◘ nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;◘ bored? wasted day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get at least eight hours of sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;◘ uhm yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time did you wake up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;◘ 12.30 pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think relationships are ever really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;◘ it is , every relationship counts. you learn from it , &amp; you get to know what kind of partner you wanna have.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What items could you not go without during the day?&lt;br /&gt;◘ handphone . comb . earpiece .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last hug?&lt;br /&gt;◘ mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;◘ i know i can be happier .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever told someone you loved them and didn't mean it?&lt;br /&gt;◘ let me see .... yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could go back in time and change things, would you?&lt;br /&gt;◘ why do surveys always asks this ? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that you are a good girlfriend or boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;◘ not very good , but almost there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you dated someone older than you?&lt;br /&gt;◘ i dont date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a forgiving person?&lt;br /&gt;◘ uhm... ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a jealous person?&lt;br /&gt;◘ VERY . roarsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed someone on your top friends?&lt;br /&gt;◘ nopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks?&lt;br /&gt;◘ collect money .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it gross you out when girls don't shave their legs/armpits?&lt;br /&gt;◘ HAHAHAHA  :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's your favorite country singer?&lt;br /&gt;◘ singapore? jay chou, derrick hoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you happy when you woke up today?&lt;br /&gt;◘ no -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;◘ YES. another collection of that letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed someone and never saw them again?&lt;br /&gt;◘ ...... dont remind me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would your parents be mad if you got pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;◘ DUH? you sucker! obviously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing any clothes that don't belong to you?&lt;br /&gt;◘ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;◘ just now , i cry alot. really. i cry because of the smallest things too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer to call or text someone?&lt;br /&gt;◘ text(sms) la. but, call if urgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any interesting conversations lately?&lt;br /&gt;◘ yes! with jaycee. hahaha. he's so funny :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you shared a bed with?&lt;br /&gt;◘ my mom .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What always makes you feel better when you’re upset?&lt;br /&gt;◘ conversations with sense . uhm, actually, MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you worried about?&lt;br /&gt;◘ my final year results. i screwed everything .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-1674763115404108168?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1674763115404108168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/1674763115404108168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wonder-why-these-days-i-dont-even.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-5775233849377095581</id><published>2008-10-10T02:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T02:38:38.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color=gray&gt;Liking you and loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is something that I wanna do&lt;br /&gt;But I’m afraid if I told you&lt;br /&gt;You’d turn your back and say shame on you.&lt;br /&gt;So I’d rather hide my feelings&lt;br /&gt;Because I wanna be with you,&lt;br /&gt;And I’d rather hide my feelings than say I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you, you like me too&lt;br /&gt;But as a friend until the end&lt;br /&gt;I see you flirt and that really hurts&lt;br /&gt;Coz I’m so sure she’ll hurt you too&lt;br /&gt;So I’d rather hide my feelings&lt;br /&gt;Because I wanna be with you,&lt;br /&gt;And I’d rather hide my feelings than say I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I can’t do anything about it&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’d rather hide my feelings&lt;br /&gt;Because I wanna be with you,&lt;br /&gt;And I’d rather hide my feelings&lt;br /&gt;And I’d rather hide my feelings&lt;br /&gt;And I’d rather hide my feelings than say I love you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dang, its 2:32 am . can you believe it? i just cant stop .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-5775233849377095581?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5775233849377095581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/5775233849377095581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/liking-you-and-loving-you-is-something.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28393270.post-6601157231886932372</id><published>2008-10-09T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T23:04:35.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;no mood of updating anything! exams over, school resumes on monday.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;JUST SURVEY TIMES ... BOREDDDD.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;survey number one.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 little Secrets.&lt;br /&gt;Be honest no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ONE] Who were your latest 3 inbox texts from?&lt;br /&gt;- junwei .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWO] Where was your default pic taken?&lt;br /&gt;- uhm, dont know. random places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THREE] What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;- dont laugh, capuli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[FOUR] Are you craving for something?&lt;br /&gt;- cheese cake .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[FIVE] Does your crush like you back?&lt;br /&gt;- no :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[SIX] What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;- neutral . but easily angered now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[SEVEN] What's your mom's name?&lt;br /&gt;- Alice .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EIGHT] What color shirt are you&lt;br /&gt;wearing?&lt;br /&gt;- lime green?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[NINE] Would you kiss the last person&lt;br /&gt;you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;- Hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TEN] If you could go back in time and&lt;br /&gt;change something, would you?&lt;br /&gt;- who wouldnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ELEVEN] Do u have crazy side?&lt;br /&gt;- YEAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWELVE] Ever had a near death&lt;br /&gt;experience?&lt;br /&gt;- nopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIRTEEN] What is something you do most?&lt;br /&gt;- sms, chat, blog, TALK, roam around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[FOURTEEN] Angry at anyone?&lt;br /&gt;- guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[FIFTEEN] Do you wanna see somebody&lt;br /&gt;right Now?&lt;br /&gt;- YESYESYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[SIXTEEN] Do you like drama?&lt;br /&gt;- dont know, depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[SEVENTEEN] When was the last time you&lt;br /&gt;cried?&lt;br /&gt;- forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EIGHTEEN] Who would you do anything&lt;br /&gt;for? Except families?&lt;br /&gt;- cheryl.jonathan.....[i swear i cant think of anyone else right now.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[NINETEEN] Who is your hero?&lt;br /&gt;- my grandmom.my aunty amy.my cousins. FAMILY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY] What is the one thing you&lt;br /&gt;notice first with the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;- how unique, humour &amp; gentle man-ess. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY-TWO] What's your biggest&lt;br /&gt;secret?&lt;br /&gt;- ... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY-THREE] Where is your ex?&lt;br /&gt;- dont know, not interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY-FOUR] Do you love someone?&lt;br /&gt;- as of now, not love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY-FIVE] Do you still watch kiddy&lt;br /&gt;movies or tv shows?&lt;br /&gt;- duhh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY-SIX] What are you eating or&lt;br /&gt;drinking at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;- gonna eat macaroni salad soon ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TWENTY-SEVEN] Do you speak any other&lt;br /&gt;languages?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes. Itu singapura,ni bu tong ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIRTY-TWO] What are you thinking&lt;br /&gt;about right now?&lt;br /&gt;- where is he . where is he . where is that beautiful guy.[unexpected someone]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIRTY-THREE] What should you be&lt;br /&gt;doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;- nothing! exams over! YAY XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIRTY-FOUR] What is your favorite&lt;br /&gt;memory?&lt;br /&gt;- alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIRTY-FIVE] What are you listening&lt;br /&gt;to?&lt;br /&gt;- none .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIRTY-SIX] Who was the last person&lt;br /&gt;you told I love you ?&lt;br /&gt;- uhm....confirm its a friend .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIRTY-EIGHT] Do you act differently&lt;br /&gt;around the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;- uhm, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[THIRTY-NINE] What is your natural&lt;br /&gt;hair color?&lt;br /&gt;- black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[FORTY] Who was the last person to&lt;br /&gt;make you smile?&lt;br /&gt;- jm? in msn . lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;survey number two.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What do the majority of people in your life call you?&lt;br /&gt;-- Faye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Have you ever broken someone’s heart?&lt;br /&gt;-- dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Who's house, other than your own, did you last sleep at?&lt;br /&gt;-- omg, that was confirm a long time ago. forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Have you ever received a love letter?&lt;br /&gt;-- ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Have you ever walked on the beach at night?&lt;br /&gt;-- i. think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.If you're in a bad mood who do you talk to?&lt;br /&gt;-- people who can spice up my mood ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.When is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;-- march 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What are you going to do tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;-- Dont know .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Today did you hug a person you have feelings for?&lt;br /&gt;-- no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Do you hate when people smoke around you?&lt;br /&gt;-- if acceptable reasons, no. but other than that, YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Do you drink tea?&lt;br /&gt;-- out of randomness ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Who's bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;br /&gt;-- mine &amp; mum's .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Recently kissed anyone with the name starting with T?&lt;br /&gt;-- i didnt kissed anyone for one month+ liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Do you like anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;-- plain crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.How is your heart lately?&lt;br /&gt;-- longing for a lot of people. be it family, hometown friends, alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What are you eating or drinking at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;-- nothing yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What color is your phone?&lt;br /&gt;-- black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.What do you spend most of your money?&lt;br /&gt;-- erm , basic needs nia actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Who was the last person to call you?&lt;br /&gt;-- cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Has someone of the opposite sex ever told you they loved you?&lt;br /&gt;-- duhh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Where were you last saturday night?&lt;br /&gt;-- home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Do you have plans tonight?&lt;br /&gt;-- home again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Is there one thing that is on your mind constantly?&lt;br /&gt;-- uhm... not one thing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Are you happy with life?&lt;br /&gt;-- i am , but i know i can be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Have you ever read an entire book in one day?&lt;br /&gt;-- for the record, NO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Are you a jealous person?&lt;br /&gt;-- VERYVERYVERY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Do you hate the last girl you had a conversation with?&lt;br /&gt;-- nopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.What were you doing this morning at 7am?&lt;br /&gt;-- uhm, thinking whether to get up or not. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Is there anything that you are craving right now?&lt;br /&gt;-- cheese cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Do you know anyone with the same name as you?&lt;br /&gt;-- for the 'faye' , a few. but dont know them. for 'fairy' , just one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;uh, im so over something. i had a great year in manjusri, although alot of bitterness, its all worth it. lessons were learnt , better self-realisations were achieved. thanks manjusri, i love you x3.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28393270-6601157231886932372?l=themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6601157231886932372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28393270/posts/default/6601157231886932372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themost-awaitedchange.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-mood-of-updating-anything-exams-over.html' title=''/><author><name>fhaye_zhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14646073693201793555</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></entry></feed>
