<?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-32742359</id><updated>2011-08-26T01:16:47.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Souless</title><subtitle type='html'>A soul of endless sorrow,
Awaits for you to hold.
My blood is running cold,
And i know that i'm alone.
But i will never let you go,
Even that means death unfold,
Even if it cost my aimless soul...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</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>190</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-8569138906217472735</id><published>2011-08-05T09:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T10:03:19.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Time had passed on,&lt;br /&gt;Yet here I am,&lt;br /&gt;Still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;I just...&lt;br /&gt;Don't have a resolve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I can't give up...&lt;br /&gt;At least,&lt;br /&gt;I don't have it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have no shadow, for I am one who shrouded with darkness, one who cannot see that hope of light that I had been waiting for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-8569138906217472735?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/8569138906217472735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=8569138906217472735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/8569138906217472735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/8569138906217472735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2011/08/time-had-passed-on-yet-here-i-am-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-3072887898169581137</id><published>2011-07-11T15:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T15:46:24.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So long since then...&lt;br /&gt;Reminisces only bring regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I,&lt;br /&gt;should just hold no more.&lt;br /&gt;Pain no more.&lt;br /&gt;Sad no more.&lt;br /&gt;And speak no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just doesn't matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought I held on well, and I didn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-3072887898169581137?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3072887898169581137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=3072887898169581137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3072887898169581137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3072887898169581137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-long-since-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2031371646644225736</id><published>2010-11-28T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T01:06:06.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Seems like she's in her own world now.&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess that's good.&lt;br /&gt;Glad that one more found her happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that it doesn't shatter again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm just past 22 years old by 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't really bother me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too passive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pathetically at times, oblivion seems to be the best cure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2031371646644225736?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2031371646644225736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2031371646644225736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2031371646644225736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2031371646644225736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/11/seems-like-shes-in-her-own-world-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-1111442410425827418</id><published>2010-11-10T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T00:16:35.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Seems like I gotta choose a course soon.&lt;br /&gt;No, not literally.&lt;br /&gt;I meant a course in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been quite long since I last posted something too.&lt;br /&gt;Can't say I have nothing to update...&lt;br /&gt;But well,&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just ain't routine anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Illusions... I hope they aren't though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-1111442410425827418?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1111442410425827418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=1111442410425827418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1111442410425827418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1111442410425827418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/11/seems-like-i-gotta-choose-course-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-6055959280228913921</id><published>2010-10-14T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T19:16:01.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I snapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust people too easily,&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's the amount that he deserved though...&lt;br /&gt;But he doubted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not apologizing for the fault.&lt;br /&gt;I just felt sorry bout this stupid situation,&lt;br /&gt;This stupid circumstance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't know if this time will it be a crisis, but I cannot allow anyone to betray my trust... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-6055959280228913921?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6055959280228913921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=6055959280228913921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6055959280228913921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6055959280228913921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-snapped.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2343982259062973626</id><published>2010-10-05T04:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T04:57:25.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was really surprised,&lt;br /&gt;That someone worried me that much.&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda happy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Hasn't been doing much this time round.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps like what I said most of the time:&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's never meant to be so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well,&lt;br /&gt;Easy for me.&lt;br /&gt;Though all I can do now is just...&lt;br /&gt;Wait?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll do just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm a little tired of waiting... but, what can I do with my passiveness? Answer's, nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2343982259062973626?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2343982259062973626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2343982259062973626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2343982259062973626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2343982259062973626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-was-really-surprised-that-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-432717069542601655</id><published>2010-09-25T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T23:07:03.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Since last post,&lt;br /&gt;It has been 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lot of things happened around me,&lt;br /&gt;but for myself,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing yet had changed anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Just a post to rant how sick am I.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm down with headache, fever and body ache...&lt;br /&gt;All at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;FFS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I seriously hoped that I have someone to rely on.&lt;br /&gt;Even dinner ended up as KOKA noodles.&lt;br /&gt;Ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily it ain't taste half bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe, just maybe, I'll be a little more courageous now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-432717069542601655?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/432717069542601655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=432717069542601655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/432717069542601655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/432717069542601655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/09/since-last-post-it-has-been-1-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2564235379850742199</id><published>2010-08-22T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T00:41:27.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Natsu Matsuri is over.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the progress that Mr. Tan and Mr. Wong expect...&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that significant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided a lot of things,&lt;br /&gt;But there's one thing that they forgot to think bout:&lt;br /&gt;What if, there is another person that had been waiting?&lt;br /&gt;Then wouldn't I be wrecking it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;But today, I will not make any decision yet.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a seed for the future,&lt;br /&gt;But I will see how this seed will grow into...&lt;br /&gt;If it blooms,&lt;br /&gt;I'll accept it by all means.&lt;br /&gt;If it withers,&lt;br /&gt;Then it's fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When it involves breaking a dream of someone else, I hesitated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2564235379850742199?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2564235379850742199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2564235379850742199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2564235379850742199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2564235379850742199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/08/natsu-matsuri-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-7282920380854659359</id><published>2010-08-13T04:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T05:07:32.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;How insignificant....&lt;br /&gt;Desire somehow always make difficult choices.&lt;br /&gt;Not just to me,&lt;br /&gt;But there's countless victim fallen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices are made by human,&lt;br /&gt;Yet we cannot control the wheel of destiny...&lt;br /&gt;Yet we cannot endure its searing consequences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, we persist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fearless one are the survivor of nightmares, result of persistence: they do not exist, because no one can overcome all darkness, no one can fill the universe with complete light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-7282920380854659359?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7282920380854659359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=7282920380854659359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7282920380854659359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7282920380854659359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-insignificant.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2799131264769669225</id><published>2010-08-02T03:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T03:31:29.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Seems like my update interval is getting bigger.&lt;br /&gt;But to hell with that,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much interest me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question popped in my mind:&lt;br /&gt;How do I find the right person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally, Soul-mate.&lt;br /&gt;I might be a little dumb on this,&lt;br /&gt;But saying things like I don't like getting attached...&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely lying to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just don't know how.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's my course of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder though,&lt;br /&gt;How many people actually read these...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd say,&lt;br /&gt;Nonsensical thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;Despite describing it this way...&lt;br /&gt;I believe everyone have the same kind of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Or at the very least,&lt;br /&gt;They had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I die now,&lt;br /&gt;I probably would regret for another million years in after life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had felt such literal isolation for countless times... yet one who I desired to be my side was never there... if this is destiny, then screw the one who spun the wheel of destiny for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2799131264769669225?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2799131264769669225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2799131264769669225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2799131264769669225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2799131264769669225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/08/seems-like-my-update-interval-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-6153279381856287930</id><published>2010-07-14T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T22:55:44.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Long since my last post,&lt;br /&gt;Been getting bit lazy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been working in Shang, again.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda lack bit motivation though.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta save up for both trips:&lt;br /&gt;November WLS,&lt;br /&gt;And December KL Trip.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes,&lt;br /&gt;Also a new mac,&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much had been happening...&lt;br /&gt;Or at least,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much that is really worth writing into here.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I value things differently...&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps I'm just an outcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After all, nothing must be revealed, and nothing must be told, as it will only bring forth chaos and unrest... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-6153279381856287930?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6153279381856287930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=6153279381856287930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6153279381856287930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6153279381856287930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/07/long-since-my-last-post-been-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-7415756407765438338</id><published>2010-06-25T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T18:11:55.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Recently hasn't been doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is how a freeloader like, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Shang's not giving me any work though...&lt;br /&gt;Kinda disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be switching job soon I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but I don't have time,&lt;br /&gt;Neither youth to waste.&lt;br /&gt;10 years plan will take effect from next year onwards.&lt;br /&gt;So this will be my last half a year to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to myself I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After all these time, fate is pushing me to the limit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-7415756407765438338?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7415756407765438338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=7415756407765438338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7415756407765438338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7415756407765438338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/06/recently-hasnt-been-doing-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-3984231267355032103</id><published>2010-06-14T02:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:35:47.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So many things to worry about,&lt;br /&gt;And yet some fucker decided to screw me up more.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone reminded me of my dream.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it'd been hell long,&lt;br /&gt;But I never once forgot it.&lt;br /&gt;A shop with my own kinda randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years...&lt;br /&gt;It's not long.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it become a reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know,&lt;br /&gt;It's not a big dream,&lt;br /&gt;But it's my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As time flies, dreams fade away... but for I, will hold mine so tightly that it'll be with me till it become reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-3984231267355032103?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3984231267355032103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=3984231267355032103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3984231267355032103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3984231267355032103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-many-things-to-worry-about-and-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-4531858243370839584</id><published>2010-06-02T09:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T10:06:03.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Early morning update.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like we have no such event before right?&lt;br /&gt;And how did you managed to get "not enough manpower"?&lt;br /&gt;Like we'll be even doing anything if we're there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasting another day,&lt;br /&gt;Doing nothing but wastage.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, ranting done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Recently found that GJW (Gong Jiao Wei, or Crapping),&lt;br /&gt;Is really fun with a certain correct person.&lt;br /&gt;Made me wonder:&lt;br /&gt;Does my future wife have to enjoy crapping with me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say,&lt;br /&gt;I really like to have someone like that.&lt;br /&gt;Because one who could enjoy such pure joy...&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps is the one that I am looking for after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"See, we made it: we grew old together," is something that I wanna say, after 48 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-4531858243370839584?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/4531858243370839584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=4531858243370839584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4531858243370839584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4531858243370839584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/06/early-morning-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-3462330946307269953</id><published>2010-05-29T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T21:34:27.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Really pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell my MSN got hacked?&lt;br /&gt;Jeez,&lt;br /&gt;Plain unlucky I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;I don't really understand people's reply tho.&lt;br /&gt;Created an event to re-add my MSN,&lt;br /&gt;But well,&lt;br /&gt;There's people who are "Not attending"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I meant anything,&lt;br /&gt;But it really kinda confused me a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;It's their choice,&lt;br /&gt;So I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is that when I'm serious, people take me like a joke? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-3462330946307269953?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3462330946307269953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=3462330946307269953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3462330946307269953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3462330946307269953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/05/really-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-3835692227024812604</id><published>2010-05-19T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T20:09:29.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Marked the end of last day in camp.&lt;br /&gt;Next would be ORD...&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;When I left my office,&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be...&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I must had been crazy,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like this when it's near to ORD.&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just don't like changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years...&lt;br /&gt;Moving from Malaysia to Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;Changing from secondary to tertiary...&lt;br /&gt;Leaving tertiary and enter NS...&lt;br /&gt;I really, really dislike it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fading past, approaching future... another change, another place... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-3835692227024812604?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3835692227024812604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=3835692227024812604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3835692227024812604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3835692227024812604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/05/marked-end-of-last-day-in-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2037952109428216013</id><published>2010-05-16T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T20:22:50.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;For fuck sake,&lt;br /&gt;You said I'm calculative.&lt;br /&gt;Calculative?&lt;br /&gt;My fucking ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to speak no more.&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want,&lt;br /&gt;And I can't be bothered anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For so long, I'd never been so fed up. I had enough, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2037952109428216013?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2037952109428216013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2037952109428216013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2037952109428216013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2037952109428216013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/05/for-fuck-sake-you-said-im-calculative.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2431357858130887233</id><published>2010-05-10T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T17:44:05.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gentle eh?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is one of the reason.&lt;br /&gt;But ultimately,&lt;br /&gt;Fate plays the biggest part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"愛してる."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to tell someone that.&lt;br /&gt;But too bad,&lt;br /&gt;It never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather,&lt;br /&gt;Never correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I did all I can, because I just want you to be happy. I kept quiet, because that will bring only misery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2431357858130887233?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2431357858130887233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2431357858130887233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2431357858130887233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2431357858130887233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/05/gentle-eh-perhaps-it-is-one-of-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-9070151374975916462</id><published>2010-05-03T04:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T04:09:56.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="content_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;　　　&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;さいごの果実&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;探してばかりの僕たちは　鏡のようによく似てるから&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 向き合うだけで繋がるのに　触れ合うことはできないまま&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 目を凝らした&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 手を伸ばした&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 化石みたいに眠っている　開かれるのを待ち続ける&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 雨が降って&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 時は満ちて&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ねぇ僕は、僕は知りたい&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 愛するってどんなこと?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 君が微笑むと　世界は少し震えて輝いた&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; まるで呼吸するように　動き出した&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 誰も守れない僕たちは　寝静まる街を駆け出した&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 水になって&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 風になって&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 手に入れるために　争い奪い合えば　空しくて&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 僕が叫んでも　世界は何も言わずに背を向けた&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; まるで僕を試すように突き放した&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 一瞬を&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 永遠を&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 始まりを&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 最果てを&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ねぇ僕は、僕は知りたい&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 生きてくってどんなこと?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 僕が尋ねると　世界は少し震えて輝いた&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 僕に眠る真実を　いま静かに解き放つ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;何所え愛の永遠？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-9070151374975916462?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/9070151374975916462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=9070151374975916462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/9070151374975916462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/9070151374975916462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-1797476217684561597</id><published>2010-04-29T04:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T04:48:22.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Such irony.&lt;br /&gt;Messages that were meant to remain silence,&lt;br /&gt;Appeared to be another omen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'd said too much,&lt;br /&gt;But anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I guess its really up to one who thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't control what they think,&lt;br /&gt;It's all up to them.&lt;br /&gt;But again,&lt;br /&gt;The truth might never be reveal...&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps till the day I cease to exist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silence is just another kind of sorrow... unspeakable sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-1797476217684561597?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1797476217684561597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=1797476217684561597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1797476217684561597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1797476217684561597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/04/such-irony.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2042434614931843891</id><published>2010-04-21T07:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T07:50:02.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Feel like crap.&lt;br /&gt;Having headache &amp;amp; sore throat,&lt;br /&gt;Like since day before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it ain't getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate to be sick, cos it felt like how the heart was during then, other than it's at some other part of the body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2042434614931843891?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2042434614931843891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2042434614931843891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2042434614931843891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2042434614931843891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/04/feel-like-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2050042267943380213</id><published>2010-04-16T08:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T08:45:09.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As expected,&lt;br /&gt;Its becoming hard to overlook it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it time?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure that I'll still resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm merely self-contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only time was the critical factor since then... I'd never have become who I had to be now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2050042267943380213?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2050042267943380213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2050042267943380213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2050042267943380213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2050042267943380213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/04/as-expected-its-becoming-hard-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-5961264755954429271</id><published>2010-04-04T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T01:58:16.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why's this blog called "Souless",&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple,&lt;br /&gt;Everyday of my life,&lt;br /&gt;I'm empty.&lt;br /&gt;Not practically,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What use for one who have nothing within self?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or just, nothing should have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Delusive expression... how real, that it's just how I had been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-5961264755954429271?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5961264755954429271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=5961264755954429271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5961264755954429271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5961264755954429271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/04/whys-this-blog-called-souless-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-4660926813649997724</id><published>2010-03-27T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T18:01:53.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ranting,&lt;br /&gt;Though I hoped that I don't have to post things like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna tell me bout that,&lt;br /&gt;Fucking tell me face to face,&lt;br /&gt;Not by last min telling me this shit.&lt;br /&gt;Pushing me off that way?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'd see your true colors,&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I'll ever trust your words again.&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't calculate yourself,&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame it on someone's incompetency.&lt;br /&gt;It's YOU,&lt;br /&gt;Who did not want to listen everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get the fuck off. I'm glad that I can leave this place earlier than you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-4660926813649997724?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/4660926813649997724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=4660926813649997724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4660926813649997724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4660926813649997724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/03/ranting-though-i-hoped-that-i-dont-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-5429773573888902951</id><published>2010-03-26T09:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T09:48:04.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Perfect love doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;Even mutual love can receive no blessing.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps after all,&lt;br /&gt;Humanity were born off selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;Selflessness is probably for either:&lt;br /&gt;Nobility seekers,&lt;br /&gt;Or just plain dumb asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I like being a dumb ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;雨が降る，涙の心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-5429773573888902951?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5429773573888902951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=5429773573888902951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5429773573888902951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5429773573888902951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/03/perfect-love-doesnt-exist.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2420141614204034663</id><published>2010-03-25T08:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T08:08:55.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;For all who interested in the quiz:&lt;br /&gt;http://quiz.ivillage.co.uk/uk_work/tests/career.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food for thought... indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2420141614204034663?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2420141614204034663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2420141614204034663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2420141614204034663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2420141614204034663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-all-who-interested-in-quiz-httpquiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2132949629395631155</id><published>2010-03-13T03:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T04:07:22.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;Revising on what's on the career test:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You like working and being alone. You like to avoid attention at all  costs. You tend to keep to yourself, and not interact much with the  people around you. You enjoy spending time with a few a close friends.  You like to listen to others, but don't like sharing much about  yourself. You are very quiet and private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well... exactly.&lt;br /&gt;I like working alone...&lt;br /&gt;Avoid attention...&lt;br /&gt;Keep lotsa stuffs to myself...&lt;br /&gt;Not much interactions with people around me...&lt;br /&gt;Ha, more than 85% correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You are very practical, and only act after thinking things through. You  don't like being forced to answer quickly. You have to evaluate the  situation completely. You make decisions based on what you can verify  with your senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Practicality... Yeah, very true.&lt;br /&gt;Again, more than 85% true. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to be deeply involved in one or two special  projects. You like to be behind the scenes. You are very logical and  fair. You feel you should be honest with others and protect their  feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ha, that was an answer from the test (First Phrase).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;The rest are quite true,&lt;br /&gt;Hit around 75% this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You trust your gut instincts. You are easily inspired and trust that  inspiration. You are very innovative. You analyse things by looking at  the big picture. You are concerned about how what you do affects others.  You worry about your actions and the future. You tend to use a lot of  metaphors and are very descriptive and colourful in your choice of  language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hmm, probably how others look at me I guess.&lt;br /&gt;But I reckon more or less it's like that. :)&lt;br /&gt;I think around 80% hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You are very creative, and get bored easily if you don't get to express  yourself. You like to learn new things. You don't like the same old  routine. You like to leave your options open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bull-eyes!!&lt;br /&gt;Totally hit the mark.&lt;br /&gt;Repetitive routine bores me out.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall: Above 80% correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha,&lt;br /&gt;The most accurate of the test I'd taken so far.&lt;br /&gt;Might be even better than some of those personality test.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If only understanding of myself could have been this easy, perhaps many things could had been avoided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2132949629395631155?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2132949629395631155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2132949629395631155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2132949629395631155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2132949629395631155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/03/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-5395494954444789889</id><published>2010-03-09T09:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T09:41:24.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some career test at a website,&lt;br /&gt;and this is the exact result:&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You would be very happy in a career that utilised your level-headedness, and allowed you to work mainly on your own. You want a career that allows you to be creative, without having to be involved with lots of people. Some careers that would be perfect for you are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Historian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Banker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Novelist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;University Professor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paralegal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Graphic Designer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Online Content Developer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Webmaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Producer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Managing Director&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nutritionist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Advertising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nursing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;You like working and being alone. You like to avoid attention at all costs. You tend to keep to yourself, and not interact much with the people around you. You enjoy spending time with a few a close friends. You like to listen to others, but don't like sharing much about yourself. You are very quiet and private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are very practical, and only act after thinking things through. You don't like being forced to answer quickly. You have to evaluate the situation completely. You make decisions based on what you can verify with your senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You like to be deeply involved in one or two special projects. You like to be behind the scenes. You are very logical and fair. You feel you should be honest with others and protect their feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You trust your gut instincts. You are easily inspired and trust that inspiration. You are very innovative. You analyse things by looking at the big picture. You are concerned about how what you do affects others. You worry about your actions and the future. You tend to use a lot of metaphors and are very descriptive and colourful in your choice of language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;You are very creative, and get bored easily if you don't get to express yourself. You like to learn new things. You don't like the same old routine. You like to leave your options open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I didn't know I can be having so similar result with a Pisces.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its not a bad thing after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god lol.&lt;br /&gt;My star sign PDF just said something like:&lt;br /&gt;Pisces love sign is Sagittarius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coincidence are such amusing creation of the world we live in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-5395494954444789889?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5395494954444789889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=5395494954444789889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5395494954444789889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5395494954444789889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/03/very-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-8769994471968017297</id><published>2010-03-03T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:26:01.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Guilty for a mistake that I can't avoid.&lt;br /&gt;And I must not make amend,&lt;br /&gt;Cos that will only deepens the scar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to move on,&lt;br /&gt;To leave her behind,&lt;br /&gt;So that her gaze will no longer be with me,&lt;br /&gt;So that she learn to smile without me,&lt;br /&gt;Or at least,&lt;br /&gt;To move on without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, you're not a burden. I am the burden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-8769994471968017297?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/8769994471968017297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=8769994471968017297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/8769994471968017297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/8769994471968017297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/03/guilty-for-mistake-that-i-cant-avoid.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-6497403826063142</id><published>2010-02-23T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T01:15:41.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Taste the gambler's downturn.&lt;br /&gt;Totally "omgwtf".&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm not gambling for quite some time lol.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not at least for the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, treat it as a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, you might wanna guess the amount.&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;I ain't telling it here :p&lt;br /&gt;Cos it's huge lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuck, gambling is REALLY 1 win 9 lose! Maybe at least 3 win 7 lose I guess, but NO MORE GAMBLING. Burnt my finger sia. *OUCH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-6497403826063142?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6497403826063142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=6497403826063142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6497403826063142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6497403826063142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/02/taste-gamblers-downturn.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-1432829677391317434</id><published>2010-02-18T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T02:51:42.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In the end.&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity is all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complications result in mere annoyance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emptiness filling up the atmosphere... so, is it empty? Literally, yes, and no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-1432829677391317434?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1432829677391317434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=1432829677391317434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1432829677391317434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1432829677391317434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-1366370975345740068</id><published>2010-02-08T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T04:55:55.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;After knowing certain incident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt desolated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is it that I am never worthy of even a mere existence? Is it that I am never once included in the word "we"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-1366370975345740068?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1366370975345740068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=1366370975345740068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1366370975345740068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1366370975345740068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/02/somehow-after-knowing-certain-incident.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-5854684328841837879</id><published>2010-02-04T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:01:09.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ok ok fine, updating already lol.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm not dead yet,&lt;br /&gt;So here's update before the 2 month's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been kinda busy at work.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Finally met "someone's dad",&lt;br /&gt;And totally he's humorous.&lt;br /&gt;In fact,&lt;br /&gt;He makes a better local comedian than a dad. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woops,&lt;br /&gt;Someone definitely wanna whack me for that.&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Asked bout the career at MINDEF.&lt;br /&gt;Navy ain't such a bad choice,&lt;br /&gt;Only problem is that,&lt;br /&gt;I needa get electronics related engineering diploma for qualification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't really like that kinda stuff,&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, I'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;After all, job isn't a thing that anyone like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos, it's just a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;Valentine again.&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year on the very same day.&lt;br /&gt;My cousins gonna bring home loads of their girl I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be a target board for those lame question again =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flowing far far away... it seems that it might eventually became an "inevitable", but still, do I resist? No more of hope? No more of care? Sorry, I cannot do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-5854684328841837879?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5854684328841837879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=5854684328841837879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5854684328841837879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5854684328841837879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2010/02/ok-ok-fine-updating-already-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-772501644605018043</id><published>2009-12-21T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:24:48.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Changed a skin...&lt;br /&gt;Basically I'm lazy of custom skins.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it never seems to work well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Pretty long since my last update.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, nothing much changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, nothing much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than perhaps,&lt;br /&gt;A growing desire to be loved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah,&lt;br /&gt;Sounds stupid to actually come out from someone like me.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;After all,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song of infinity... how it suits me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-772501644605018043?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/772501644605018043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=772501644605018043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/772501644605018043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/772501644605018043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/12/changed-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-1148470432547779447</id><published>2009-11-16T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T01:13:06.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Silence is getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;My silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm meant to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday's coming...&lt;br /&gt;And yet,&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel a single thing bout it.&lt;br /&gt;This isn't normal,&lt;br /&gt;Is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silence that came within the heart... it's wordless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-1148470432547779447?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1148470432547779447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=1148470432547779447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1148470432547779447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1148470432547779447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/11/silence-is-getting-worse.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-5361387177354296209</id><published>2009-11-03T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T00:43:46.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thinking it over again:&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I was not given a chance,&lt;br /&gt;It's me myself,&lt;br /&gt;Who refuse to give any chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who could I love,&lt;br /&gt;Is all decided by myself.&lt;br /&gt;I can't change it,&lt;br /&gt;Cos it will no longer be my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest,&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a bastard.&lt;br /&gt;After one fucking year,&lt;br /&gt;I can't even take that into consideration.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a goddamn bastard,&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's my bastardness that given someone else a chance.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's good for me after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who I cannot love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shall be loved by one who is worthy of,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not one who love her not,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And hurt her more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you truly love someone, it no longer matters whether will you be with her eventually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-5361387177354296209?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5361387177354296209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=5361387177354296209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5361387177354296209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5361387177354296209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/11/thinking-it-over-again-its-not-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-8649111082108784588</id><published>2009-11-01T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:10:42.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Went for Cass' birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much,&lt;br /&gt;Just like regular meet ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found that Cass really changed a lil.&lt;br /&gt;In a good way though...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's the effect of NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;They're really bothering me with YJ's "curse"&lt;br /&gt;Lol indeed.&lt;br /&gt;According to his "curse",&lt;br /&gt;The line up for each of us to get into a relationship is:&lt;br /&gt;Aik Siang, Me, Cass, Himself.&lt;br /&gt;Now I sorta halt the line up completely lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh,&lt;br /&gt;Easier than said.&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally the kind that has no initiative...&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to myself then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After such long time... my sealed-self is coming back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-8649111082108784588?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/8649111082108784588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=8649111082108784588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/8649111082108784588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/8649111082108784588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/10/went-for-cass-birthday-celebration.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2054417643109024211</id><published>2009-10-23T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T00:54:36.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bob passed away.&lt;br /&gt;Just days before, he was giving such laughter...&lt;br /&gt;Now, he's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life and death could truly just be one line across each other...&lt;br /&gt;Too much responsibilities to left behind,&lt;br /&gt;Too much sadness,&lt;br /&gt;Too much pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sadness surrounding me shaken me so much, that I felt helpless with my tearless eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2054417643109024211?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2054417643109024211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2054417643109024211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2054417643109024211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2054417643109024211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/10/bob-passed-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-6067194809886581814</id><published>2009-10-13T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:29:24.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So many things happen.&lt;br /&gt;And finally I made the correct choice.&lt;br /&gt;It was dangerous for me tho...&lt;br /&gt;If I made the wrong words....&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it could be a big mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning into Admin post lol.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much it's the aftereffect of the audit.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah, it's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;At least I don't have anymore stand by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Complications simplified... and became complicated again. To be honest.... did it even simplifies in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-6067194809886581814?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6067194809886581814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=6067194809886581814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6067194809886581814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6067194809886581814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-many-things-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-4841923901204084025</id><published>2009-09-21T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:19:21.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Fear of repetition had came true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I am trying to defy my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;And I'm failing to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Will I eventually fall again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not like that, I told myself... even though it is happening... This is, perhaps, how I am lying to myself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-4841923901204084025?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/4841923901204084025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=4841923901204084025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4841923901204084025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4841923901204084025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/09/fear-of-repetition-had-came-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-8888496959318668492</id><published>2009-09-18T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T00:46:49.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;No particular reason for this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Just got the urge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It's just another 9 months...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Long 15 months it had been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It's just another 9 months to the end of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I don't really know why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm guessing that everyone doesn't like changes in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;After getting accommodated to our life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;And certain things had to be changed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;And yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;The first forum that I ever stay onto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It might be closing down on a high odds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Too bad, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Met really lots and lots of people there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, it's SGCafe if you guys don't know what forum is that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perhaps I'd changed... maturity? I'm not there yet. Wisdom? I'm nowhere near that as well... Lets just say, it's the result of a tough lesson of life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-8888496959318668492?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/8888496959318668492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=8888496959318668492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/8888496959318668492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/8888496959318668492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-particular-reason-for-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2842638683399829797</id><published>2009-09-14T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:09:05.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It's alm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ost like every 2 weeks update now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Not that I have boring life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;But rather, most of the time is fucked up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;So I rather not mention most of the details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Better off forgetting them than remembering unpleasant stuff, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Development of my business seems to reach a short bottle neck again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Stupid Civil Defense Day parade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;One god damn event after another,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I felt more like entertainer or coolies now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;And much more,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Not to mention the amount of discrimination,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I'd say I'd enough of where I am now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;But too bad, this damn service last for another 9 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;At least it's just another 9 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In one place where you can never be yourself... if it's not for the dream, and love who I am still seeking, I'd rather die.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2842638683399829797?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2842638683399829797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2842638683399829797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2842638683399829797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2842638683399829797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-alm-ost-like-every-2-weeks-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-3216557079302440191</id><published>2009-08-22T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T05:20:51.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I don't really know why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;But I just felt like blogging this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Watched "Clannad", along with the special episode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Felt sad, glad, complicated, as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Felt that I should cherish more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I don't really know why though,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;But somehow,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Clannad had moved me quite a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Perhaps from how it reflected from daily life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not sure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;But I know,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I can't waste anymore time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;At least,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I will be clear of my path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;And oh yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Looks like Kyou Fujibayashi (one of the character) is the kinda girl I'll like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Too bad it's just anime character...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Hope someone like her exist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Well, I hope so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is it finally time to change? No, it's not suppose to be a question anymore. It must be so.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-3216557079302440191?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3216557079302440191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=3216557079302440191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3216557079302440191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3216557079302440191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-really-know-why-but-i-just-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-4832302036229128940</id><published>2009-08-03T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:15:21.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long, long time since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to say much...&lt;br /&gt;But well, life just turn no where that I can call as "better".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Peiyuan got attached again. &lt;br /&gt;Not surprising with who is she.&lt;br /&gt;Just that, don't feel like going out along with them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I had more than enough to that kinda feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of desolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when, &lt;br /&gt;But I started calling myself as "Desolator".&lt;br /&gt;Not that I desolate stuffs, or people,&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what I do, &lt;br /&gt;I bound to be desolated eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The fear of desolation, it's within me... devouring my senses...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-4832302036229128940?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/4832302036229128940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=4832302036229128940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4832302036229128940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4832302036229128940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-long-time-since-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-1297208241650013125</id><published>2009-06-17T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:44:38.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;Partially it's cos of how fuck-up is it,&lt;br /&gt;I don't even feel like saying bout it.&lt;br /&gt;Lets just forget all bout the shit here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These short time,&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things happen,&lt;br /&gt;Yet many things changed as well...&lt;br /&gt;I know, cos I did saw the change.&lt;br /&gt;Many hasn't been able to see it,&lt;br /&gt;It's all just because everyone else was in it,&lt;br /&gt;The gradual change isn't even noticeable...&lt;br /&gt;Till someone from the outer side see it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to hate things so much,&lt;br /&gt;That now I can't even preserve my way of doing things,&lt;br /&gt;My way of "harmony with whoever I met",&lt;br /&gt;So now,&lt;br /&gt;What's gonna happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is going to change me completely,&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I will no longer be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Demise of darkness isn't originate from ourselves... it had been dragged out of where it belongs by people we hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-1297208241650013125?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1297208241650013125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=1297208241650013125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1297208241650013125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1297208241650013125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorry-for-lack-of-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-1148827338743357103</id><published>2009-05-30T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T09:04:26.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Real pissed off now.&lt;br /&gt;Cos of my fucking brainless PC,&lt;br /&gt;I became enemy of my platoon.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you for capable of giving &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONSTRUCTIVE IDEA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you for being a shitty scared cat.&lt;br /&gt;And just fuck off from my platoon already.&lt;br /&gt;Such selfish intent,&lt;br /&gt;Why not be a fucking fish monger?&lt;br /&gt;Sell all the damn fish ya wanna sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I don't wanna contribute a day of annual leave?&lt;br /&gt;It's MY FUCKING LEAVE,&lt;br /&gt;AND DON'T BOTHER TO EVEN ASK ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vanity has indeed became a common term for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-1148827338743357103?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1148827338743357103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=1148827338743357103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1148827338743357103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1148827338743357103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-5262799234386391695</id><published>2009-05-12T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:57:07.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;回头看了看，&lt;br /&gt;尽是一切不堪的记忆。&lt;br /&gt;最好的那一部分，&lt;br /&gt;竟然是今年头才真正开始。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;望着那蒙胧的月光。。。&lt;br /&gt;总觉得寂静还是比较适合我。&lt;br /&gt;或许有人觉得我搞忧郁，&lt;br /&gt;但又何必在乎他人之言呢？&lt;br /&gt;我就是我，&lt;br /&gt;无可取代的我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;曾几何时，宁静与孤寂又成为我的一部分了？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-5262799234386391695?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5262799234386391695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=5262799234386391695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5262799234386391695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5262799234386391695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-4055848840469748989</id><published>2009-05-06T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:44:32.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;I should really start to stop worrying.&lt;br /&gt;Especially for others.&lt;br /&gt;And much more,&lt;br /&gt;I worry too much...&lt;br /&gt;Probably due to my pessimistic nature, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is just for myself,&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's still fine...&lt;br /&gt;But now,&lt;br /&gt;It's others that I think I'm worrying too much.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I can't put self before others at all.&lt;br /&gt;"To love someone, learn to love yourself first."&lt;br /&gt;YJ told me this,&lt;br /&gt;Yet, hard to the extreme for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps loving someone is just not for me.&lt;br /&gt;At least, not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loving someone isn't an option. For some reason, you wouldn't really choose who you will love... cos your heart had already made that decision for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-4055848840469748989?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/4055848840469748989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=4055848840469748989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4055848840469748989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4055848840469748989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes-i-should-really-start-to-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-9019482708653746814</id><published>2009-05-01T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T02:56:36.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Think about it...&lt;br /&gt;It'd really been long.&lt;br /&gt;Even my sis went into a poly...&lt;br /&gt;Huh,&lt;br /&gt;it's a near 7 years I'd been in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many, many things happened...&lt;br /&gt;Too many that I refuse to speak one by one.&lt;br /&gt;And as well,&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I feel old now.&lt;br /&gt;Must be getting on to it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gonna change myself soon.&lt;br /&gt;After all, can't have my crazy style with me all along.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it'll be an end to it...&lt;br /&gt;Well, it can't be help,&lt;br /&gt;I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally, it is time for me to abandon all that is over &amp;amp; go on to my next phase of life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-9019482708653746814?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/9019482708653746814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=9019482708653746814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/9019482708653746814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/9019482708653746814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/04/think-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2375513078038196130</id><published>2009-04-20T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:39:47.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Went Gothy, Azuku &amp;amp; Fadz's birthday celeb.&lt;br /&gt;As I remember,&lt;br /&gt;3 more of Gothy's team member is there too.&lt;br /&gt;Though I only remember Yuuki,&lt;br /&gt;Since she is like the only person that told me loud enough. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YJ's team have high attendance.&lt;br /&gt;Azuku, Gothy &amp;amp; Fadz set aside,&lt;br /&gt;Shiro Kuro, along with John Valentine (XD)&lt;br /&gt;Eriol, me, and YJ himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had quite some fun there.&lt;br /&gt;Though YJ was a little being abused...&lt;br /&gt;But well, I guess through out the whole thing,&lt;br /&gt;It turn out quite fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home at around 11 plus.&lt;br /&gt;On the train ride,&lt;br /&gt;It was surprising for Kuro to reveal something big.&lt;br /&gt;She said about A???'s strange act.&lt;br /&gt;As if he's a HJJ...&lt;br /&gt;Well, pretty much a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Although it isn't a 100% sure yet,&lt;br /&gt;But a doubt from Kuro...&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;YJ and I decided that we'll raise our cautiousness.&lt;br /&gt;Just in case it is true though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Is it just appearance could make one doubt you?&lt;br /&gt;Even after you work so hard for them?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people are blind towards someone.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do,&lt;br /&gt;There is always someone who doubt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I have enough.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't care anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just a mere remarks, yet I took it so seriously... Is it even a little remark to me? No, it's more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2375513078038196130?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2375513078038196130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2375513078038196130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2375513078038196130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2375513078038196130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-gothy-azuku-fadzs-birthday-celeb.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-7307535616928139106</id><published>2009-04-17T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:16:04.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Some fuck up stuff happened in camp.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well,&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna bring it up here.&lt;br /&gt;To be short,&lt;br /&gt;I just became a scapegoat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how people think of me.&lt;br /&gt;But I do know,&lt;br /&gt;I care of what others think of me, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I'd always tell other peeps,&lt;br /&gt;Just be yourself,&lt;br /&gt;It's not like you live for others' sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet me myself?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a failure when it comes to making it work.&lt;br /&gt;I'd giving advices, and sometimes good one,&lt;br /&gt;Yet me myself,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a screwed up by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, but yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I'm one illogical life-example.&lt;br /&gt;I'd always denying myself,&lt;br /&gt;But yet,&lt;br /&gt;Someone's remark always pulled me back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder the day when I'm finally out...&lt;br /&gt;What's gonna happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vindicating hope that shone upon my darkest hour... I shall live my life in my own shadow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-7307535616928139106?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7307535616928139106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=7307535616928139106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7307535616928139106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7307535616928139106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-fuck-up-stuff-happened-in-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-7063722372922962193</id><published>2009-04-12T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T09:41:46.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went Aik's house again.&lt;br /&gt;This time, it's for mahjong session.&lt;br /&gt;Wai Chien is here too...&lt;br /&gt;Kinda long since I last saw him.&lt;br /&gt;Still nothing changed though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Cat's here too.&lt;br /&gt;While Cass &amp;amp; Aik still around,&lt;br /&gt;Getting along is still fine.&lt;br /&gt;But when we're going home together,&lt;br /&gt;W/o Cass &amp;amp; Aik,&lt;br /&gt;It's a little quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, I don't really thought of that much now.&lt;br /&gt;After all, she is suppose to be a past,&lt;br /&gt;Not a present,&lt;br /&gt;Nor a future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kuro... why you say that to me?&lt;br /&gt;Did something happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A lone journey is indeed lonely, yet one would see more from their inner soul... just because our heart is not closed when we're alone, we could understand more when we're alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-7063722372922962193?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7063722372922962193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=7063722372922962193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7063722372922962193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7063722372922962193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-aiks-house-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-5095515981894105210</id><published>2009-04-11T05:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T05:40:51.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Back from Shiro Kuro's PS.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say bout that,&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, nice works though.&lt;br /&gt;That's for the photographers,&lt;br /&gt;And my 2 bosses who seems to enjoy it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and these 2 brats,&lt;br /&gt;Took my first hug away. :X&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't kinda expecting that,&lt;br /&gt;So I kinda stoned. o.o&lt;br /&gt;But well, it's a nice day after all.&lt;br /&gt;Fun &amp;amp; stuff,&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much enjoy it a lot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back on myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Aik's house after checking out the movies.&lt;br /&gt;Stay till like, 4am plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual,&lt;br /&gt;Walk my way home.&lt;br /&gt;But well, like always.&lt;br /&gt;I gaze at the night sky that shrouded by darkness...&lt;br /&gt;Far, like it'd always been.&lt;br /&gt;Yet it's as if it's reachable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it could be so dreamy.&lt;br /&gt;Like it can never exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it fate that playing upon us?&lt;br /&gt;Or was it just a word of forgotten?&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hope is at times, hopeless. Facing the words, I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-5095515981894105210?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5095515981894105210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=5095515981894105210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5095515981894105210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5095515981894105210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-from-shiro-kuros-ps.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-1994685509112198043</id><published>2009-04-09T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:08:59.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Posted as requested from Tako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;TEN ARE YOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Are you single - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Are you happy -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Not now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Are you bored - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not now as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. Are you fair - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Not fair, lightly darken skin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. Are you Italian - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My name is, I'm not.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. Are you intelligent - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Quite, I reckon.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. Are you honest - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Honesty yes, but not direct.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. Are you nice - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. Are you Irish - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. Are you Asian - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TEN FACTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1.Full Name - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Lorenzo Thong Zheng Feng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Nicknames - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Fiera, Zoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Birth place - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Malaysia, Negri Sembilan, Jelebu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. Hair color -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. Natural hair style - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. Eye Color - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Dark brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. Birthday - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;25/11/1988&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. Favorite color - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. One place you'd like to visit - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Have you ever been in love – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Do you believe in love at first sight – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Not entirely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Do you currently have a crush? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. Have you ever been hurt emotionally – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. Have you ever broken someone’s heart –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. Have you ever had your heart broken – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Not to this extent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. Have you ever liked someone but never told them – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Once. This linked to Q4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. Are you afraid of commitment – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yes, for being incapable of giving it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. Who was the last person you hugged – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;No one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. Who was the last person you said I love you to -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; No one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TEN THIS OR THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Love or lust - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Hard liquor or beer - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Neither?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Cats or dogs - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. A few best friends or any regular friends - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Few best friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. Creamy or Crunchy – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Creamy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. Pencil or Pen – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Pencil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. Wild night out or romantic night in - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Romantic night in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. Money or Happiness – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. Night or day – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. i phone or Sony Erisson – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sony Erisson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TEN HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Been caught sneaking out – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Seen a polar bear - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Done something you regret – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. Bungee jumped – &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. Eaten food that fell on the floor – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. Finished an entire jaw breaker – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Huh? What's that...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. Been caught naked – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. Wanted an ex bf/gf back –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Never had one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. Cried because you lost a pet – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Never had one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. Wanted to disappear – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TEN PREFERENCES IN A PARTNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Smile or eyes - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Light or dark hair – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Hugs or kisses – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. Shorter or taller – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Shorter, or similar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. Intelligence or attraction – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Whichever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. Topman or Zara – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. Funny or serious - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Whichever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. Older or Younger – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;No pref.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. Outgoing or quiet – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. Sweet or Bad – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TEN HAVE YOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Ever performed in front of a large crowd – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yeah, orientation goofy dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Ever talked on the phone for longer than an hour – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Ever tried walking on your hands –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; I phail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. Ever been to a rock concert –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. Ever been on a cheerleading team – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. Ever been on a dance team - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, if that goofy dance counted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. Ever been on a sports team – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. Ever been in a drama play/production – &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. Ever owned a BMW, Mercedes Benz, Escalade, Hummer or Bentley?- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. Ever been in a rap video?- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;TEN LASTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Last phone call you made – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Manda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Last person you hugged – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;No one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Last person you hung out with – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Manda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. Last time you worked – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;7 hours ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. Last person you talked to – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;My mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. Last person you IM’d –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Yong Jie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. Last person you texted – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Shiro.约束&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. Last person(s) you went to the movies with – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Can't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. Last person/thing you missed – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Reminisce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. Last website visited – &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sgcafe.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I pick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; peeps randomly from my link list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1- Manda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2- Yuchi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3- Hina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4- Carmen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5- Eileen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6- Ika-chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-1994685509112198043?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1994685509112198043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=1994685509112198043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1994685509112198043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1994685509112198043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/04/uposted-as-requested-from-tako.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-6511212039551305649</id><published>2009-03-29T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:16:59.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Went Kuro Bara yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;And assuming I'll be seeing lots of peeps..&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I saw HELL LOTS.&lt;br /&gt;At least 20 over people I know.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, saw Ika, Haru &amp;amp; Yusifer.&lt;br /&gt;Joey hair is screwed!&lt;br /&gt;LOL~&lt;br /&gt;Ika-chan's hair also dyed,&lt;br /&gt;But it look so different on her blog lo.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder is that the quality of camera or what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was pretty impressed bout Yuchi.&lt;br /&gt;Despite her blisters on her toes,&lt;br /&gt;Still can get on 3 dances continuously.&lt;br /&gt;Claps for ya~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met minichaos, my team leader,&lt;br /&gt;Eriol, photographer &amp;amp; might be my future shifu...&lt;br /&gt;Xuri, some really cool looking girl with piercings,&lt;br /&gt;RinYa, one with really bright eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Shiro &amp;amp; Kuro, the hyper pairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YJ really have a great team I reckon.&lt;br /&gt;Together with so many jokers xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A little complication sometimes do add a little different memories to be engraved on my heart. It's good, I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-6511212039551305649?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6511212039551305649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=6511212039551305649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6511212039551305649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6511212039551305649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/03/went-kuro-bara-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2019187539900884084</id><published>2009-03-28T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T11:00:46.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;White house exploration failed!&lt;br /&gt;Cos of multiple sensor and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway,&lt;br /&gt;It's more like exploration trip at Punggol. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;The sky was clear,&lt;br /&gt;And I can see stars right above us.&lt;br /&gt;It's not just one or two,&lt;br /&gt;But countless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really... had it been that long?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't gaze into the stars like this since when?&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember...&lt;br /&gt;But still,&lt;br /&gt;I could feel soothed just by gazing it...&lt;br /&gt;It's amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd love to explore a spot for clear sky.&lt;br /&gt;Then just sit there over the night,&lt;br /&gt;Watching the sky turn from darkness to light...&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'm weird,&lt;br /&gt;But I just like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes, I could really feel that I am withering, slowly, to my end... But still what is life when there is no hope?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2019187539900884084?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2019187539900884084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2019187539900884084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2019187539900884084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2019187539900884084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/03/white-house-exploration-failed-cos-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-3545392635690369373</id><published>2009-03-21T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:40:00.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Someone actually liked my way of dealing with emotions.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know bout that...&lt;br /&gt;But well, it's instinctive.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to do it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently,&lt;br /&gt;I found myself in greater interest in r/s,&lt;br /&gt;But also greater denial in it too.&lt;br /&gt;Ironic, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's better after all...&lt;br /&gt;Not having no one telling me they like me or something,&lt;br /&gt;It's probably better this way.&lt;br /&gt;At least,&lt;br /&gt;I do not have to hesitate of my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vivid sub-conscious is echoing... perhaps following it is what is called as self-conscience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-3545392635690369373?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3545392635690369373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=3545392635690369373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3545392635690369373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3545392635690369373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/03/someone-actually-liked-my-way-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2115198636390127393</id><published>2009-03-16T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T03:58:27.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No more checkpoint duty anymore.&lt;br /&gt;That means a bad thing, probably.&lt;br /&gt;Lesser off days to be earn,&lt;br /&gt;And more days at camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably gonna bored like crap.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well,&lt;br /&gt;Psycho some peeps to start playing Monster Hunter 2G as well.&lt;br /&gt;So got tonnes of things to do in there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, went for MH2G hunting too.&lt;br /&gt;HR 8 now~&lt;br /&gt;And got owned by Volganos.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was suppose to hunt till evening,&lt;br /&gt;But ended up going for Alucard's birthday celeb. @_@&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;One thing was surprising though:&lt;br /&gt;I met Yuchi at this super dramatic encounter.&lt;br /&gt;And YUCHI I HEARD U SCREAM OUT LOUD~&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I became less sadist nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Probably cos of the people I know from Sgcafe or so.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I started to value lots of things.&lt;br /&gt;Not things that cost real monetary values,&lt;br /&gt;Cos those are merely materialistic stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I meant was the value of those that is worthy.&lt;br /&gt;Not now, but in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Which in other words, it's people who I really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cass, who utterly changed myself completely.&lt;br /&gt;Aik, buddy since sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;YJ, a great friend for 7 whole years.&lt;br /&gt;Manda, a friend who share and care works in non-BGR form.&lt;br /&gt;Yan Li, a little over-heated yet under-confident god sis.&lt;br /&gt;PY, who made me realize something really important.&lt;br /&gt;Catherine, who instill my first scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are people who made a difference in my life,&lt;br /&gt;And I learned to treasure them,&lt;br /&gt;Even though I might not get the same treatment,&lt;br /&gt;So long as they remain as this place within my heart,&lt;br /&gt;They will be treasured, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lights has been dimmed, and darkness shroud once again... but I'm no longer afraid. Because I know somewhere out there, the light is still brightening my vision up, giving me hope &amp;amp; happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2115198636390127393?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2115198636390127393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2115198636390127393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2115198636390127393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2115198636390127393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-more-checkpoint-duty-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-4767398512444525578</id><published>2009-03-11T02:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T03:04:59.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Problems, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Seems like r/s really take time out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And by a really huge amount.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Told Aik bout the stuffs recently,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And yeah, he asked me bout Ika-chan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;What can I say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I know Ika-chan is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I mean, perhaps she's a little blur,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And a little shy too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But well, she's a nice girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And I don't wanna start anything that I have no confidence in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It doesn't matter when it hurts me if it fails,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I don't want anyone else to get hurt because of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;NS had taken too much of my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If Ika-chan is with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;She would have little time with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And even for me myself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I would feel bad for it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So I rather remain passive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Even though loneliness do strike,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I can only endure it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sadist has always been with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So loneliness is just usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Although sometimes I really felt like taking a step into r/s,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I forced a stop on it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cos I know I am not ready for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sorrow of the past, loneliness of the present, and pain in the heart. All these are no longer so intolerable. Not because it subside, but pathethically, it's me who got used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-4767398512444525578?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/4767398512444525578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=4767398512444525578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4767398512444525578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4767398512444525578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/03/problems-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-7709010707705513681</id><published>2009-03-08T05:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T10:51:44.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went for Yusifer's farewell gathering.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty alright I'd say,&lt;br /&gt;Although it's Haru's first attempt...&lt;br /&gt;Well, more to be improve. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool session last for quite long,&lt;br /&gt;So few of us: Ozora, Naoya, Saki, Tako, Ika &amp;amp; Ray went KFC.&lt;br /&gt;Just for our little break &amp;amp; stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Ika-chan seems isolated a little though.&lt;br /&gt;So I'd entertain her more.&lt;br /&gt;Sorta like I don't like anyone to got isolated...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I almost was with Ika the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for pastamania after pool.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, JJP gave us a huge treat!&lt;br /&gt;A total of 4 pizzas &amp;amp; drinks!&lt;br /&gt;Rich guy!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did a stunning move too:&lt;br /&gt;The cashier asked me what pasta I like to have,&lt;br /&gt;And instinctively I answered, "Pasta"&lt;br /&gt;What's worse; Haru is beside me.&lt;br /&gt;She laugh like crap, when I know it.&lt;br /&gt;And keep laughing even after our supper finished.&lt;br /&gt;Lameness pawns asses, I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, by the time we left,&lt;br /&gt;It's already near 1am.&lt;br /&gt;Ika doesn't have any idea of how to go home,&lt;br /&gt;And Yusifer is a little worried on that,&lt;br /&gt;So I'd volunteer to send her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again,&lt;br /&gt;Ika live at somewhere that the NR6 just didn't stop at.&lt;br /&gt;It just keep doing turns &amp;amp; twist,&lt;br /&gt;Till we missed the stop &amp;amp; took a cab.&lt;br /&gt;Nice job, stupid NR6. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sent her home till her house downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to bus stop &amp;amp; only found no bus for that hour.&lt;br /&gt;So, last resort: Cab.&lt;br /&gt;And I took the most expensive cab ride ever. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;It cost S$29.10.&lt;br /&gt;But well, yeah, I don't really care anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Not like I got anyone to spend on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That marks pretty much end of today.&lt;br /&gt;Hope Joey have a good time at NS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time flies. It has already been so long since I last remember you, and now, you no longer hurts me when I see you again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-7709010707705513681?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7709010707705513681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=7709010707705513681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7709010707705513681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7709010707705513681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/03/went-for-yusifers-farewell-gathering.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-6371489690541167155</id><published>2009-03-01T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T11:08:02.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;I wished you were here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorta affected by Tora Dora!'s mood anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays just waiting for it's next episode.&lt;br /&gt;Manga &amp;amp; Anime probably sum up my entertainment for now.&lt;br /&gt;Gaming is something that I do only at boring time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't waste that much time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matilda white house exploration is on next week.&lt;br /&gt;Probably gonna have fun again though.&lt;br /&gt;Also with YJ's cosplay meeting...&lt;br /&gt;Along with Yusifer's "farewell" gathering...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of experiences,&lt;br /&gt;Just how did you approach it is the real decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emotions, affections..... too much had once touched my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-6371489690541167155?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6371489690541167155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=6371489690541167155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6371489690541167155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6371489690541167155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/02/somehow-i-wished-you-were-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-1501084920109295935</id><published>2009-02-24T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:16:57.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The all mighty master Bay~&lt;br /&gt;Finally left our little gay group.&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gay,&lt;br /&gt;But then I called ourselves gay cos:&lt;br /&gt;We're all single till even now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Aik, you did a damn great job.&lt;br /&gt;The first guy to got attached eh?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should say congrats.&lt;br /&gt;At any point,&lt;br /&gt;I gotta admit,&lt;br /&gt;Ya got some luck with you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it come to things like relationship,&lt;br /&gt;I'm a person without any blessings.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know why,&lt;br /&gt;But after all, I could see that I was lacking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't smoke, drink, club,&lt;br /&gt;I don't get all unfriendly,&lt;br /&gt;I don't have bad &amp;amp; weird temper,&lt;br /&gt;I just don't have the luck, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry peeps,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not whining.&lt;br /&gt;It's all destined.&lt;br /&gt;So, I don't have any reason to complain.&lt;br /&gt;It's all fated.&lt;br /&gt;So, I don't have any reason to sulk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perhaps my self-sacrificial character should be thrashed &amp;amp; become selfish... but after all, I can't. It will no longer be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-1501084920109295935?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1501084920109295935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=1501084920109295935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1501084920109295935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1501084920109295935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-mighty-master-bay-finally-left-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-6681158233902352196</id><published>2009-02-15T08:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T08:29:31.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't change the way I am, therefore I don't know what will become of me. But still, certain things still doesn't change no matter what... if you understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-6681158233902352196?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6681158233902352196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=6681158233902352196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6681158233902352196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6681158233902352196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-895900437098868907</id><published>2009-02-10T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:49:00.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Don't really know what happened to LY,&lt;br /&gt;Since she canceled my entry to her blog.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Just hope she could get over it soon.&lt;br /&gt;Dwelling too much on the past...&lt;br /&gt;That's the toxic that endanger your whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a step backward,&lt;br /&gt;Look at people around you,&lt;br /&gt;Then perhaps you will understand,&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm always there, along with your friends... even your family can't understand, we might be able to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-895900437098868907?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/895900437098868907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=895900437098868907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/895900437098868907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/895900437098868907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-really-know-what-happened-to-ly.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2870938411374738530</id><published>2009-02-09T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:45:57.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A little continuation of a new chapter.&lt;br /&gt;Well well,&lt;br /&gt;Aik's attached.&lt;br /&gt;But well, not surprising.&lt;br /&gt;After all, she's a good catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Barrier between me &amp;amp; that kitty melt down a little,&lt;br /&gt;But well,&lt;br /&gt;I don't really give that much thought of it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;After all,&lt;br /&gt;What's belongs to the past will remain in the past,&lt;br /&gt;Future lies at your path only when you look into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;属于曾经的过去，&lt;br /&gt;已经不过是回忆。&lt;br /&gt;即使怀念，&lt;br /&gt;那也只是一段往事。&lt;br /&gt;即使不舍得，&lt;br /&gt;也终究得放开手。&lt;br /&gt;虽然还是朋友，&lt;br /&gt;但是我们已经不是从前的我们。&lt;br /&gt;。。。&lt;br /&gt;无论如何，&lt;br /&gt;祝你能幸福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;曾几何时，彼此的距离已经如此遥远。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2870938411374738530?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2870938411374738530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2870938411374738530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2870938411374738530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2870938411374738530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-continuation-of-new-chapter.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-9063767872154389728</id><published>2009-02-08T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:32:08.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A quick blog over what happened to my Macritchie expedition...&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's suppose to be a super-natural hunting trip,&lt;br /&gt;So all could guess? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's pretty much a failure,&lt;br /&gt;But after all, we did got something.&lt;br /&gt;Though no pics here,&lt;br /&gt;Cos all Polaroid evidence is with Hiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;We started walking from Thomson Rd bus stop,&lt;br /&gt;Which is at around 6.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;We can't find the Shinto Shrine though.&lt;br /&gt;It's suppose to be somewhere slightly south from the east Axis from Jelutong Tower.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we miss our entrance.&lt;br /&gt;Also because of lack of equipments,&lt;br /&gt;We didn't go into the forest trails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, continue.&lt;br /&gt;We continue walking from the tower,&lt;br /&gt;And after encountering some wider landscape of swamps,&lt;br /&gt;We came across a weird hut.&lt;br /&gt;It's a solid-wall hut, which looks a bit like cleaner's hut.&lt;br /&gt;But....&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;Will a cleaner's hut be in the middle of a forest?&lt;br /&gt;Also a weird phenomenon is,&lt;br /&gt;Small pieces of mist sometimes flow past our torch,&lt;br /&gt;And camera picture show the presence of Astral Projection.&lt;br /&gt;Astral Projections are basically light orbs,&lt;br /&gt;which they floats/ flew past air,&lt;br /&gt;And they ARE suspected to be what we called "ghost".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards,&lt;br /&gt;I found the weird geographic features around the hut:&lt;br /&gt;There is NO WAY for human to approach that hut without sinking their foot into mud.&lt;br /&gt;It might be the geographical change due to time,&lt;br /&gt;But still, the flow of the water which caused a shallow river to block the hut...&lt;br /&gt;The source of the water is from the reservoir drain,&lt;br /&gt;So if the hut was in the way,&lt;br /&gt;They would have remove it,&lt;br /&gt;Correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hut is also locked,&lt;br /&gt;And judging from the rust,&lt;br /&gt;It's at least been there for years.&lt;br /&gt;I tried kicking the door open,&lt;br /&gt;But well, it's still intact.&lt;br /&gt;Guess age doesn't really wear the door off yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing bout the hut,&lt;br /&gt;We tried taking a Polaroid picture of the hut's door,&lt;br /&gt;And apparently,&lt;br /&gt;The bottom part of the door which suppose to be muddy,&lt;br /&gt;It's appearing as red in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;After we go on from that hut,&lt;br /&gt;There isn't much stuff to be found.&lt;br /&gt;Other than some presence felt at a drainage path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued from there onwards,&lt;br /&gt;Following the path of drainage system for the reservoir,&lt;br /&gt;And ending up at a dead end.&lt;br /&gt;But the dead end pretty much is a good camping spot.&lt;br /&gt;Cool, wide &amp;amp; quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Also a casual remark:&lt;br /&gt;I found my friend Hina (Known as Wenzii at my blog link)&lt;br /&gt;In part of my group.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is SMALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A cool ghost hunting trip, although pretty much considered as a failure. If there's a 2nd time, I'd go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-9063767872154389728?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/9063767872154389728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=9063767872154389728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/9063767872154389728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/9063767872154389728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/02/quick-blog-over-what-happened-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2098403470432241875</id><published>2009-02-06T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:46:38.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In rare cases, I do add a pic in or 2,&lt;br /&gt;But this case,&lt;br /&gt;I'm showing all who wanna know what happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And especially this Jiao Wei person,&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is he fussing about,&lt;br /&gt;And spamming a tag doesn't belong to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the message above my arrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idH9d8x7vgk/SYvLVt3-EUI/AAAAAAAAABA/GitthF7GjPM/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_idH9d8x7vgk/SYvLVt3-EUI/AAAAAAAAABA/GitthF7GjPM/s320/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299552960483561794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If can't see just try to zoom in a little.&lt;br /&gt;Or just click on it to see the original size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this remark,&lt;br /&gt;He have been spamming on LY's blog,&lt;br /&gt;For DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;Even scolding my mum &amp;amp; dad. (In the newer post)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right,&lt;br /&gt;Picking me into a fight some more...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't he know that in NS,&lt;br /&gt;the most people you get to associates are what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I don't know what's happening,&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I have the heart to at least not to disturb a sad girl,&lt;br /&gt;but WHY CAN'T U FUCKING JIAO WEI DO IT??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to say,&lt;br /&gt;You're just one failure of us human.&lt;br /&gt;You doesn't have a heart,&lt;br /&gt;And you care not of even one that you declared you once loved.&lt;br /&gt;I felt sad for LY,&lt;br /&gt;Cos she just got the wrong guy for her first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, if you can ever read this, please give some thought in your brainless head &amp;amp; heartless chest. All you done now, is causing trouble to WHO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2098403470432241875?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2098403470432241875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2098403470432241875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2098403470432241875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2098403470432241875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-rare-cases-i-do-add-pic-in-or-2-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</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/_idH9d8x7vgk/SYvLVt3-EUI/AAAAAAAAABA/GitthF7GjPM/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-3809156528406348061</id><published>2009-01-28T05:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T06:00:17.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Fate is indeed unfair.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;People that are content with their life...&lt;br /&gt;They got a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;Yet some who struggles for a life...&lt;br /&gt;Get their last breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often I do wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Why had fate made it this way?&lt;br /&gt;Does it wanted to show it's limitation to humans?&lt;br /&gt;Or was it just some kind of nuisance like a kid's child-play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one do not know how to love,&lt;br /&gt;Why grant them ability to love in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;Why allow them to be loved?&lt;br /&gt;Was it just to create emotional clashes?&lt;br /&gt;Or after all, it's just nothing but meaningless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know about how the destiny thing working out...&lt;br /&gt;I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Cos of it, I saw pointless frauds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, give that fate thingy a full stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Happy CNY for everyone that's celebrating it.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah...&lt;br /&gt;It's 17 more days to Valentine.&lt;br /&gt;And it'll be my 20th lone valentine...&lt;br /&gt;I guess it'll be that way.&lt;br /&gt;After all, I'm one who is not prepared to love anyone yet.&lt;br /&gt;So... this year I ain't getting attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Menacing fate which crumbles upon our lives... we're mere dominoes which fall onto one another, causing more pains &amp;amp; sufferings to each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-3809156528406348061?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3809156528406348061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=3809156528406348061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3809156528406348061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3809156528406348061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/01/fate-is-indeed-unfair.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-7581094375529560864</id><published>2009-01-15T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T12:03:31.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Like I thought.&lt;br /&gt;It'll never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;But well, fair enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think my blog skin start to expire...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta change it soon...&lt;br /&gt;And my Firefox sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;Lag like crap at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Essence of life drops into the heart of every single person, just that did you or did you not notice it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-7581094375529560864?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7581094375529560864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=7581094375529560864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7581094375529560864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7581094375529560864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/01/like-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-5996449681937840082</id><published>2009-01-14T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:48:54.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well, she's back.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna see her in like 10 more mins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I just not feeling anything weird.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why is this..&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's just fine.&lt;br /&gt;After all, what's bygone had became the past,&lt;br /&gt;And I probably walked out of it pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing what is never meant to be with me, I'd woke up from my deep slumber of that dream, and face the reality once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-5996449681937840082?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5996449681937840082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=5996449681937840082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5996449681937840082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5996449681937840082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-shes-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-4277436253683323200</id><published>2009-01-04T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:41:03.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Still the same.&lt;br /&gt;Just another year,&lt;br /&gt;With the same old people,&lt;br /&gt;Same old atmosphere...&lt;br /&gt;Seems like the joy of new year didn't really affect me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;New month of checkpoint duties.&lt;br /&gt;CNY falls on first &amp;amp; second day of CNY,&lt;br /&gt;So might not be able to celebrate it...&lt;br /&gt;But well,&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I really have any extra nice mood anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far,&lt;br /&gt;A gloomy year just went past,&lt;br /&gt;And a new year of unknown memories still lies ahead...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what may happen...&lt;br /&gt;But I'll just try to get over,&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's how it'll be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning Tarots too,&lt;br /&gt;And might be learning more new things i wanted to this year..&lt;br /&gt;So perhaps this year might be more fulfilling...&lt;br /&gt;Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diminished sorrow do not mean unaffected emotion... but rather, it enhanced the sight of life, and the experience of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-4277436253683323200?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/4277436253683323200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=4277436253683323200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4277436253683323200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4277436253683323200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2009/01/still-same.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-3558905254695747032</id><published>2008-12-22T15:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:47:19.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's almost new year.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps everyone is getting all excited bout the count down thingy...&lt;br /&gt;But well,&lt;br /&gt;It's just another year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X'mas gonna be here like in 3 more days,&lt;br /&gt;But i doubt I'll have any company thru X'mas eve...&lt;br /&gt;Although it's not like I spent last year's X'mas eve with someone anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So, life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passing off a year,&lt;br /&gt;Gave a thought about most of the thing happened...&lt;br /&gt;But this year,&lt;br /&gt;It's almost a cloudy reminisce.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know why...&lt;br /&gt;But perhaps it's just some symptoms that I don't have a great year.&lt;br /&gt;Most of my memories are of melancholy,&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I really need a company...&lt;br /&gt;But they don't come easy, I reckon.&lt;br /&gt;I once missed in vain,&lt;br /&gt;Now I still wait in this wounded hope,&lt;br /&gt;Till perhaps as long as I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haunting remembrance which torments me, it's permanent...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-3558905254695747032?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3558905254695747032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=3558905254695747032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3558905254695747032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3558905254695747032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-almost-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-4101332372721593131</id><published>2008-12-16T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:41:25.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;Reading too much stories seems to be just bad.&lt;br /&gt;It makes you just think too much bout yourself,&lt;br /&gt;And your life.&lt;br /&gt;Although I still thought of her reappearance as miracle...&lt;br /&gt;But I guess nothing really changed.&lt;br /&gt;Since that very incident, I guess nothing could really change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fated things could never be defied, not even with miracles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-4101332372721593131?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/4101332372721593131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=4101332372721593131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4101332372721593131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4101332372721593131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-reading-too-much-stories.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-6693522650204311705</id><published>2008-11-28T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T13:46:40.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just one simple phrase,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yet it caused a fissure in me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't know anymore, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I just don't know what is happening...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Perhaps I should have never think about that from the start...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Perhaps, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's just illusions that I have been imagining about,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Darkness that once cover my vision... it has been lighten up again, yet I had been blinded by this blinding light that you had created...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-6693522650204311705?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6693522650204311705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=6693522650204311705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6693522650204311705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6693522650204311705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-one-simple-phrase-yet-it-caused.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-6582868386028207173</id><published>2008-11-27T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T14:25:07.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Is that you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's just that everything look so... unreal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I can't think anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Perhaps my dreamscape is my only comfort now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-6582868386028207173?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6582868386028207173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=6582868386028207173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6582868386028207173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6582868386028207173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-that-you-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-7899839717326096383</id><published>2008-11-17T13:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:36:55.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1st week of OPS Whitelight ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Pretty crappy &amp;amp; stuffs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Including the night shifts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I guess finaly it'll be easier now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I mean, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;As for now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I understood finaly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm just a subtitute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Perhaps I'd been just a replacement for all the time he's not there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And perhaps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It is time for him to replace my position now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Since all the while she's just thinking bout him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All is just an endless dream, which never come true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-7899839717326096383?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7899839717326096383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=7899839717326096383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7899839717326096383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7899839717326096383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/11/1st-week-of-ops-whitelight-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-3624002180770412070</id><published>2008-11-07T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:18:56.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;I made it through,&lt;br /&gt;And passed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm quite unhappy bout it.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'll be with the same fucking platoon,&lt;br /&gt;Which all the fucking racist,&lt;br /&gt;All the fucking nonsensical assholes,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't do a shit,&lt;br /&gt;And they'll be with me for another fucking 20 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What,&lt;br /&gt;The,&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life in NS pretty much is gonna be rough.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess there's always someone to help me...&lt;br /&gt;So I'll persevere,&lt;br /&gt;At least try my best,&lt;br /&gt;I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I lost my phone.&lt;br /&gt;So I wouldn't be having a phone for 1 month or so.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be changing my number,&lt;br /&gt;But I'll inform everyone to update me though.&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering how I lost it,&lt;br /&gt;SOME OF THE BLOODY ASSHOLE,&lt;br /&gt;In which I mentioned about,&lt;br /&gt;Stole my phone,&lt;br /&gt;When I place it 3m away from me to charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Happy pass out to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ceasing this flame of war isn't one possible option, since they themselves are the provokers of endless war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-3624002180770412070?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3624002180770412070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=3624002180770412070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3624002180770412070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3624002180770412070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/11/somehow-i-made-it-through-and-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-3670384798971559159</id><published>2008-10-17T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:02:07.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The same sky that we both stared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Same atmosphere that we once shared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Same road that we walked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;All had became nothing but past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I start all over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;With this shattered past sealed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the one from past forsake me, I have no other choice but to move on... because I know, I should not cause anymore trouble for one who care for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-3670384798971559159?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3670384798971559159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=3670384798971559159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3670384798971559159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3670384798971559159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/10/same-sky-that-we-both-stared-same.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-1824934885957351314</id><published>2008-10-03T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:08:14.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After all the tolerating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I fought with a Malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This is what happen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;He's walking towards me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;With a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;breaching&lt;/span&gt; and a hose with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;He saw me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&amp;amp; he sorta shout: don't know how to help is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Of course, bad attitude,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But during then, I'm blocking the stairway if I stand there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, I move into the stairway's more empty area,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then I wanted to wait for him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&amp;amp; help him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But before I turn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A hose flew at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Don't need any explanation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it's him, who threw it at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The hose sorta hit my leg &amp;amp; cause excruciating pain on the old injury,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So I squat down on that instance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yet, while walking past me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;He kick my back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I flared up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I punched his leg,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And he kick &amp;amp; punched me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Thanks to my helmet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My upper body suffer no injury from those hits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;More than 10 people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;None stop him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Other than Abel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Who came into place &amp;amp; stop the fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am thankful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cos at the very least,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;There is someone there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Also, thanks, Murbarak, Li Chong &amp;amp; Rupert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;End of Story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, if you ask me: why not report to instructor or so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My answer is: They said they could charge both me &amp;amp; him fighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yeah, I did 1 punch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;He did like 10 over hits, plus a flying hose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And we got the same charge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yeah, fuck up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In the end, they said they gonna give both of us a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yeah right, both of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;What the fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Both of us"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;What wrong am I in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yeah, I fought back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;He assaulted me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I self-defended myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;End of story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Who gonna win in court?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't think I'll lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If you're asking me why am I not tolerating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I already doing my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;There's 2 groups of malays here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;1: Non-offensive Non-racist Non-bully, friendly group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2: Offensive, Racist, Bully Chinese group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In some way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; 2 of the china guys are the 2nd group's main target.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;First of all:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am not trying to be a racist here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nor am I doing anything to stir up racial topic,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But now, this is what I been through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I acknowledge that whatever I declared here is a true story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If anyone saw this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wanna report me as "Stirring up racial harmony",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;By all means, do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Even if I'm not a racist,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Probably they will force me into becoming racist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fate threw me many jokes... practical jokes. He just want me to know, world is always unfair, with evidences.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-1824934885957351314?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1824934885957351314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=1824934885957351314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1824934885957351314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1824934885957351314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/10/after-all-tolerating-i-fought-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-1225097251746814415</id><published>2008-09-28T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T19:04:48.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Somehow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Definition&lt;/span&gt; of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;From loving each other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Became one sided,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Became a kind of one way trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Giving one's heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;With expectation of not receiving anything in return...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It had turn into what we call, love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oblivion had perhaps became the best solution...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;For everyone of us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Each of our heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Fill with the shrapnels of oblivion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Erasing all of our love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;All of our selflessness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And allow one who we love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Live her own life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And be happy, ever after...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Epidemic love which infect only selfless people... god, aren't you unfair? Or after all... there is no "god"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-1225097251746814415?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1225097251746814415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=1225097251746814415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1225097251746814415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1225097251746814415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/09/somehow-definition-of-love-from-loving.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-4001124612023334091</id><published>2008-09-21T12:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T12:51:55.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Another walk from China town to Vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yet it's like a flashback...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's no longer the way it had been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Time cannot be reversed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I cannot return back to those moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;No one can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Holding tight to this little bit of you left,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't know am I still doing the right thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Perhaps it's meant to be that way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Maybe your smile is all I wish for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And a happy ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;One who belongs to nowhere but the most distant, most sorrowful place, is perhaps fated to be exiled from anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-4001124612023334091?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/4001124612023334091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=4001124612023334091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4001124612023334091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4001124612023334091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-walk-from-china-town-to-vivo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-4185618306844181090</id><published>2008-09-20T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:59:54.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The distance had grown so far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So far,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;That I can no longer reach you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And I just have the urge to tear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I really don't know why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This is love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Painful, indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You became so far, so out of reach, that I can only see you from my memory, from my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-4185618306844181090?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/4185618306844181090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=4185618306844181090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4185618306844181090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4185618306844181090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/09/distance-had-grown-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-8511050759350109603</id><published>2008-09-13T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:25:05.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Manda took a new start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yet I'm still in the same circle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Somehow, it's weird,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But well, I should give her my best wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Perhaps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I ought to take a new start too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I guess it's time to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Putting everything behind is hard indeed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But a new start should solve it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;At least, I think it might...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Letting the past go is difficult, because every moment is precious to you... but to move on, I have to go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-8511050759350109603?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/8511050759350109603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=8511050759350109603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/8511050759350109603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/8511050759350109603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/09/manda-took-new-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-1528023442274499836</id><published>2008-09-07T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T01:16:05.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;111st post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Kinda lol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, SRB training came into 2nd week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nothing much happen too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, this post isn't really that much to talk about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If anything is on my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It'll be the same old thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Jason ask me to let it go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Is that even possible to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If only love is something simpler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Perhaps it will be much more easier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;For him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;For her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And for me, too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had been forgotten, for the sake of her &amp;amp; him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now, I'm in despair of their reunion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-1528023442274499836?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1528023442274499836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=1528023442274499836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1528023442274499836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1528023442274499836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/09/111st-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-1810081675118048148</id><published>2008-08-31T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:23:05.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't know what to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It seems that somehow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;They're not broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;At least not completely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Perhaps I'd been nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nothing more than just a mere presense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nothing but only part of a memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nothing more than a friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Who had been exiled from her world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Perhaps my reason to exist is just entirely for helping other people, and then disappear... it's tragic, eventhough I wanted to feel happy for the one who I love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-1810081675118048148?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1810081675118048148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=1810081675118048148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1810081675118048148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1810081675118048148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-dont-know-what-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-605133811280277864</id><published>2008-08-30T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T16:51:58.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Missed out a lot of birthdays,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And greetings to them too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But i guess it's fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Since I'm on the verge of disappearance from their memory....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So... let it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Although it's a little sad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But life's this way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Aren't I'm right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Life is never fair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Which probably why everyone is destinied for a different path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;On verge of separation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Emotional reaction is always huge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But time do seems to erase this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Bit by bit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Till eventually we can no longer remember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Till we can no longer recall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And till we no longer feel anything for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Perhaps time is a bad thing afterall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I just don't like how time works for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Time renders a person to disappear from one's memory,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And time changes too many things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;What can I even say to change it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;People change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Memory get replaced,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But does everything else will be forgotten?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Suddenly, I found a sense of helplessness... eventhough I know there is always someone might need me, I can no longer stand up the way it was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-605133811280277864?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/605133811280277864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=605133811280277864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/605133811280277864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/605133811280277864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/08/missed-out-lot-of-birthdays-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2208731137647686973</id><published>2008-08-23T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T16:11:01.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I passed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I doubt I'll be an instructor now tho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm probably going into SRB,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Or rather Special Rescue Battalion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But it's alright I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just that... I can't stand people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;They kept complaining bout getting into SRB...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;They just keep mumbling bout that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Made me so annoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, back on track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Samantha's grandpa passed away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It made an impact on my thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Life, are so fragile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;One thing, one incident,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And it could cost your life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Making you regret, on the verge of death,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Making people around you tears for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I can't say much bout death,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Since it's just nature's course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But still... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's just hard to accept death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Perhaps our life is meant to embrace ourselves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Embrace our dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And love people around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sometimes when I read other blogs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm just envious bout their carefree life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cos I can't do anything in that way... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Perhaps I'm meant to take this different course,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A different way from others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And perhaps, a different life as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At times, we tends to be disracted from our original course, our original goals, targets... but in the end, we still end up with the same ending, but with more regrets, and less happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2208731137647686973?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2208731137647686973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2208731137647686973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2208731137647686973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2208731137647686973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-passed-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-8380264879135293458</id><published>2008-08-09T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T16:00:49.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;National day again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It'd been 1 whole year since then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's glad that she still remembers people from FHSS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But somehow, I know something is still remains intact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Somehow, someone will still stay right at that very place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Waiting the same person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't know what exactly I'm expressing now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But it seems I'm just getting hooked up with the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Although it'd always been that way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Perhaps it's just me, who refuse to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's just me, getting left behind by people around me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And eventually became forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I wanted to ask:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Is all I did in the past had became shredded in your memories?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Do I ever have a place in your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I no longer hope for anything, because it has already been shattered so many times... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-8380264879135293458?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/8380264879135293458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=8380264879135293458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/8380264879135293458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/8380264879135293458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-day-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-5244489276445535878</id><published>2008-07-27T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:19:51.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Got 3 extra guard duties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Fucked up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ZZZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's just some lame stuff and we almost got charged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Plain stupid. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, leave that aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Since it's nothing much to talk about anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Throughout this NS period,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I missed a lot of things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And misses a lot of stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Things that seems so distant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So out of reach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yet it's staying right in front of our eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Telling us our painful past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Reminding us of every small stuffs that we regrets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ironic, that it's just like a drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A so-damn-dramatic drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I hate this, but what can I say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;What can I even complain about the decision made by fate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Memories always look so far away... &amp;amp; we can never reach to it again... yet it came taunting me, telling me what I did in the past can no longer be trifled with anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-5244489276445535878?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5244489276445535878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=5244489276445535878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5244489276445535878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5244489276445535878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/07/got-3-extra-guard-duties.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-5470051867018641247</id><published>2008-07-18T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:11:37.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I skipped a week or 2 of postings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Not that I forget, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just that don't feel like mentioning stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, back on track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The story of him &amp;amp; her is turning into mere memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But again, it's still affecting my mood easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But it's just this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I reckon I can't do anything anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's just my nature,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My god damn nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Convincing myself that neither party are within my concern now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I probably just get outta their life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Though I doubt I could do that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Maybe time could help...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Although time could change everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Something will remain unchange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Like, my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Perhaps the greatest love is not to be with one who you love and make her happy... perhaps it's letting someone elses be with her, and smile upon her happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-5470051867018641247?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5470051867018641247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=5470051867018641247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5470051867018641247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5470051867018641247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-skipped-week-or-2-of-postings.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-6199957830939422411</id><published>2008-07-05T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T15:33:05.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Seems like clubbin ain't my stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm not really into stuffs like shakin' around with bodies sticking together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Moreover, I don't like to take advantages of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I even raised my arms upwards to prevent scrubbin into anyone's ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Pretty lame, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I guess, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This is me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;PTP phase almost over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just slacking week now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nothing special bout my NS life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Other than it's just a surrounding change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's the same old people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;With the same old problem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And the same old scar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Scorching pieces of them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Torturing, inflicting pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Still, I can do nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Eventho I am the very cause of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Will time help me to heal their wounds? I hope it will, cos it's the only thing I can do now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-6199957830939422411?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6199957830939422411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=6199957830939422411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6199957830939422411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6199957830939422411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/07/seems-like-clubbin-aint-my-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-3867605280058140497</id><published>2008-06-29T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T17:06:35.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok, an exception for this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm doing a 2nd post for this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nothing much special, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just to record another day of late night outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Which ressembles so much back in the past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Happy birthday to Aileen btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nothing much special bout the first half,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But after meeting up with Dex,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;While Hong Yi &amp;amp; Kel can't make it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I became the only person that meet up with Dex &amp;amp; Nat(aka Natalie, Dex's girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The moment I knew bout this three-person group, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I knew I'm bound to get entangled back to my thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Though I did try not to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;However,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's seems even Dex &amp;amp; Nat could see my reminise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hard on them, I suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Having someone that's on a emo mood on their anniversary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When we're sitting on the stairs by the river,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I looked at Nat, playing PSP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Suddenly, it just reminds me of Cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Not that they ressembles in terms of look,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But it's just...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A different couple...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A different place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A different time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am still myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Memories still stay intact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Pain is still here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Lying deep in here, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's been half a year since everything became broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;How are you, I wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Does my pain able to compensate for what I had caused to my friends, and whoever I care? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-3867605280058140497?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/3867605280058140497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=3867605280058140497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3867605280058140497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/3867605280058140497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok-exception-for-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-6924771745054056903</id><published>2008-06-28T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T00:11:01.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I start to get hopeless on ERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Might as well get a storeman position and stay safe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, this week seems awfully fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, I guess it's good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Many things happened thru this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I wouldn't be writing down most of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But here's a few:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A fight that nearly broke out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A tear that nearly fell out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And, a person who's nearly worn out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Let your imagination take it's place bout these incidents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will wait... wait for that very day when I can see your smiles once again, I will, no matter the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-6924771745054056903?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6924771745054056903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=6924771745054056903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6924771745054056903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6924771745054056903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-start-to-get-hopeless-on-ers.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-4874301806757981983</id><published>2008-06-20T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T19:14:13.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;100th post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nothing really special tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But however, I found out a tragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It doesn't just need trust to love one another,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But faith, is needed much too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Like my roommate, Dexter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;He &amp;amp; his girlfriend is pretty much stable now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And he's making the effort to keep it up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;She is, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Even tho Dex is at NS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;She bother to wait for him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And continue to love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This is faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Believing in one another...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's the higher level of loving your love one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Lacking of it, it'll just end up broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Like what I foreseen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Which had already became reality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Which also made my effort go all wasted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But the effort isn't the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's, the scar that I caused to both the person I care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't know will I ever be immune to this guilt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I do know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Guilty of causing the pain for 2 person that I care most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And this guilt last for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My whole life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My guilt had cost me 2 friends that I care, 1 person to love, and half of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-4874301806757981983?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/4874301806757981983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=4874301806757981983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4874301806757981983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/4874301806757981983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/06/100th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-5628544300117754473</id><published>2008-06-13T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:28:03.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Been thru 3 &amp;amp; half day in NS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Still pretty well with it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;since nothing really bad going on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just that since my bed is just beside the windows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sometimes, just so hard to be not fall into thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;At the very least, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I have a small goal for my NS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;To achive SERS rank (Sergeant).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If I really can..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'll get like 1000++ pay per month for 10 days work/ mth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's like damn freaking cool at 100 bucks/day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I'd to go thru 6 months training...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, back to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nothing really happens thru the days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Other than I accidentally found Joanne Neo's sis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Who ALSO, write quotes of thoughts at end of each blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I have company. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh by the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I have weekend off every weeks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So feel free to SMS me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cos I can bring my phone ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Next thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cass was pretty right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I should have find a girlfriend before NS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Seeing all the peeps have their loves one picking them up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, envious, I'ld say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm one of the few rare species in my platoon that's still single...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yeah, I mean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Single, all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Most of them like: You serious ah???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But well, yeap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My love one... I think she hating me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Often when life reach a turning point, it's hard to accept...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; but itseems that we'll gradually found our own companion towards the new journey to the new life, just the matter of time, I reckon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-5628544300117754473?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/5628544300117754473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=5628544300117754473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5628544300117754473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/5628544300117754473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/06/been-thru-3-half-day-in-ns.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-602149972361016091</id><published>2008-06-10T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T01:18:49.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[QUOTE BEGINS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out your top 5 birthday presents u wish for:&lt;br /&gt;#1-Freedom!!&lt;br /&gt;#2-PSP&lt;br /&gt;#3-Gimme someone who love me a lot :S&lt;br /&gt;#4-Some small souvenirs from my primary school friend&lt;br /&gt;#5-A simple peace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged u is:&lt;br /&gt;- Cat aka SW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;- friend/buddy bah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of him:&lt;br /&gt;- LOVE HELLO KITTY!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Talk a lot (gd thing lai de :p)&lt;br /&gt;- Very late sleep&lt;br /&gt;- Caring (bah.. treat friend very good wor...)&lt;br /&gt;- Hit people very pain (I immune :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she has done for you:&lt;br /&gt;- A small tag @ my tag board when i damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable words he/she has said to you:&lt;br /&gt;- Very long.. is about parent de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, you will?:&lt;br /&gt;- Should be quite happy, since she treat friend so good le. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she's your lover, what he/she has to improve on?:&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing bah, cos i prefer who she is, other than hope she get well on her nose prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;- Lol. impossible lah, cos i never treat anyone as enemy.. if really must answer, then ignore her only loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason is:&lt;br /&gt;- Erh... betrayed me? I hate people who betray their bestie, so dun betray me... &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you would like to do for him now is?:&lt;br /&gt;- Hope she can get results with winged colors.. :) and she always be happy, cos i see she cry before mah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her:&lt;br /&gt;- A caring little girl who always very outgoing.. sunshine girl? lol dunoe what to describe that xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think people around you will feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;- Lazy bustard &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The character you love about yourself is:&lt;br /&gt;- Friends before self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, what character you hate about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;- Time management sucks... same goes for financial... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person I would like to be:&lt;br /&gt;- Someone who is myself.. cos there's nothing better than feel like urself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For the people who cared &amp;amp; liked you say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;- You guys rocks &amp;amp; love you guys forever~ lol :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people that u wish to know how they feel about u.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, please do k? Its quite fun though its long. Thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;*1: Cassidy&lt;br /&gt;*2: Yong Jie&lt;br /&gt;*3: Pei Yuan&lt;br /&gt;*4: Cat (DO AGAIN xD)&lt;br /&gt;*5: Aik (he no blog ah =.=)&lt;br /&gt;*6: Zu Xian (anyhw put dun mind ah ;D)&lt;br /&gt;*7: Han Ming (Poly yr 1 classmate)&lt;br /&gt;*8: Joanne Neo (same..)&lt;br /&gt;*9: Yi Wen (Same..)&lt;br /&gt;*10:Yan Li (sec sch fren)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very little peeps got blog lar.. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's #2 having relationship with:&lt;br /&gt;- He like someone.. but that person dun like him. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #9 a female/male:&lt;br /&gt;- female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If #1 &amp;amp; #10 be together, will it be a good thing:&lt;br /&gt;- OMFG. I dunoe wad's gonna happen.. Cass gonna kill me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bout #3 and #4:&lt;br /&gt;- Why not? The guy's single &amp;amp; girl's single, and moreover she have good impression on him, and he have good impression on her oso. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's #2 studying about:&lt;br /&gt;-NP Life Science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you chatted with #3:&lt;br /&gt;-1 min ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music does # 8 like:&lt;br /&gt;- EL pops, Chinese pops mostly. Some jap songs is not bad for her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #6 has any siblings?:&lt;br /&gt;- A lot.. i rmb is a lot of siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will u woo # 3?:&lt;br /&gt;- NO!!! I not gay =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about #7?:&lt;br /&gt;- Still, i not gay =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #4 single:&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah, but someone in her mind ah... &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surname of #5:&lt;br /&gt;- BAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the hobby of #5:&lt;br /&gt;- Gaming &amp;amp; go out with frens.. he got DoTA clan hor.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 studying at:&lt;br /&gt;- NP MMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried developing feelings for #8?:&lt;br /&gt;- She is those kinda outgoin girl.. but too bad she dun talk a lot with me too. But i din try as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does #9 live:&lt;br /&gt; - Near Queen's town/Commonwealth. Take 61 from B.batok will reach de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour does #4 like:&lt;br /&gt;- pink, black.. dunoe liao lol. (real ans: red, white, black =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are #1 and #3 best friends?:&lt;br /&gt;- good fren lah. Same course nia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #7 like #2?:&lt;br /&gt;- They never met..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know #2:&lt;br /&gt;- Sec 1~2 classmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #5 have a pet?:&lt;br /&gt;-nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Found a lot of crap peeps &amp;amp; put their name in.. dun come &amp;amp; find me for revenge.. i dunoe anythin... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[END OF QUOTE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Apparently, I found this long lost test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Reading everything again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I almost teared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am controlling myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;At this very moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If it was my blessing that had cause all these fissures,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If it was because of my one wrong word I caused these cracks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm really... traumatized...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fate had pulled a great prank on me... so great that I had been hurt deeply in my lone soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-602149972361016091?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/602149972361016091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=602149972361016091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/602149972361016091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/602149972361016091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/06/quote-begins-list-out-your-top-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-2533928540890431529</id><published>2008-06-09T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T19:58:55.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After today, it'll be new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't know what does it mean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but probably it's good, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Maybe just a shift of my attention could do some good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, leave it I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Since nothing much can change the past anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;No, nothing can change that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Which is why regrets came about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Which is why I could cry just by thinking bout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Which is also why... I can never get over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Eventhough it's something I can never change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Eventhough it's something that will be in my memory,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Eventhough it's something belongs to the past...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Many told me Ill get depression if I goes on like this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This is probably the only way to make myself feel alive, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, I maybe goofy at times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But like Aileen said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I think much in depth than most people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And probably like they told me as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I should stop placing others before self...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I wouldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cos it'll not be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Many thanks to whoever had wanting to spend time with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cos I treasure those moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Apparently, special thanks to Manda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Since I made her wallet bleed so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And she loan me so many books. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;What can I say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Giddens rocks our world. Heh. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Another one is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Thanks a lot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cass &amp;amp; Yong Jie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cos they treated me a huge K-buffet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Really thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nevertheless, a regret will haunt me... no, I think I'm haunted by it, since that very day of separation. No matter... Te amo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-2533928540890431529?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/2533928540890431529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=2533928540890431529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2533928540890431529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/2533928540890431529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/06/after-today-itll-be-new-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-6469862832469086397</id><published>2008-06-07T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T00:00:51.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's just 2 more days, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;To my NS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sense of loss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Not because of new life or whatsoever reason...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just feel a little lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Unknowingly, it'd already been 163 days since then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;No, I shouldn't say unknowingly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I know it'd been this long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Because I am counting the days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;To cherish is easy, but to cherish one that you really devoted to... it's hard. Really hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-6469862832469086397?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/6469862832469086397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=6469862832469086397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6469862832469086397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/6469862832469086397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-just-2-more-days-to-my-ns.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-1981110107685903466</id><published>2008-06-01T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T14:14:16.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Apparently,&lt;br /&gt;I did a mad thing.&lt;br /&gt;But... oh well.&lt;br /&gt;No point bugging bout it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Pei Yuan,&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I offended you in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;If you really care of a friend,&lt;br /&gt;then ask yourself,&lt;br /&gt;what had you ever done for him,&lt;br /&gt;and what he did for you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asking you or anyone to repay or whatever...&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;Even you had chose to forsake me for your own reason,&lt;br /&gt;Even you wanted to ditch me for certain ending that you're pursuing,&lt;br /&gt;Even if you want to sacrifice me for the sake of an invaluable moment,&lt;br /&gt;I will still,&lt;br /&gt;always,&lt;br /&gt;till the day I die,&lt;br /&gt;remember you... as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;As a friend I truly care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To her,&lt;br /&gt;Whether did you read it,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;But I reckon you know who wrote it.&lt;br /&gt;It's just the last thing I wanted to tell you...&lt;br /&gt;Before I go into NS.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... it'd been 5 months &amp;amp; 3 days...&lt;br /&gt;Still,&lt;br /&gt;You're the apple in my eye.&lt;br /&gt;Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sometimes, certain things will never change... not even the flow of time &amp;amp; the eradication of memories could change it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-1981110107685903466?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/1981110107685903466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=1981110107685903466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1981110107685903466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/1981110107685903466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/05/apparently-i-did-mad-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32742359.post-7724756343152189625</id><published>2008-05-27T18:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T18:33:54.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Him &amp;amp; Her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Something that cannot be forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's not that I don't want to forget...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's just that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Afterall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Memories are story of our past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sweet moments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Bitter experiences...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tears that I watch you shed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Laughters that we all shared...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's not something worthy to said as "valuable".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Not that it's worthless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's because that it worth so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I can't bear to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Even if it means sorrow &amp;amp; regrets when I rewind these scenes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I will never let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sometimes, not everything changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Some of it will never change...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Even after thousands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ten thousands of years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it'll never change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'd banished myself into the grip of pain, just because I refused to let go of a painful story -- the story about us, about our moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32742359-7724756343152189625?l=lesanthosxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/feeds/7724756343152189625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32742359&amp;postID=7724756343152189625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7724756343152189625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32742359/posts/default/7724756343152189625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesanthosxia.blogspot.com/2008/05/him-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Lorenzo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17035580932239042162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
