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  <title>A Tribute To Us</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2007 02:38:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Passing Thru..</title>
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  <description>&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;8&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m missing you so dearly...</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Aug 2007 02:40:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy yet sad..</title>
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  <description>Even though it hurts to see you found someone else, a part of me will always be happy for you.&amp;nbsp; First, no more monday meetings...haiz, Second,&amp;nbsp;no more friendster, &amp;nbsp;Thirdly, No love....What have I been limited too? Haiz</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jul 2007 04:19:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>To You &amp; Only You.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;You&apos;re way too beautiful girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Thats why it&apos;ll never work&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;You&apos;ll have me suicidal, suicidal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;When you say its over&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Damn all these beautiful girls&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;They only want to do your dirt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;They&apos;ll have you suicidal, suicidal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;When they say its over&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Now we are fussing and now we are fighting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Please tell me why I&apos;m feeling slighted&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;And I don&apos;t know how to make it better (make it better)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;You&apos;re dating other guys, you&apos;re telling me lies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Oh I can&apos;t believe what I&apos;m seeing with my eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;I&apos;m loosing my mind and I don&apos;t think its clever (think its clever)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Jul 2007 07:47:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I want to be there.</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px&quot;&gt;Crumpler HK: Shop 223, 2/F Silvercord, 30 Canton Road Tsim Sha Tsui, Kowloon.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I wanna go there.&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 15:00:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>If only I could...</title>
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  <description>&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;7&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;If i could change something..I would turn back the hands of time. So I wouldn&apos;t see you suffering. Redo all wrong doings.&amp;nbsp;And still be&amp;nbsp;happy with you.&amp;nbsp;If only.........I would. But it&apos;s all too late now. Haiz..I&apos;m sorry.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>R Kelly- If I Could Turn Back The Hands Of Time</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">R Kelly- If I Could Turn Back The Hands Of Time</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 06:06:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Monday blues? No way..</title>
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  <description>Spending my mondays with you are never a disaster nor something bad. It&apos;s the best thing that ever happened in my life. Been looking forward to every monday even though We didn&apos;t go out&amp;nbsp;else where&amp;nbsp;much lately. But I still had fun.A lot of fun.&amp;nbsp;Cooking for you, helping you clean the bed sheet, buying food, following you to the boring library...haha...are just some of the things I&apos;ve started to enjoy and love. Just doing things with you. Just the two of us, really puts a smile on my face and made my day. For that, thank you Dory. But I just wish for just 1 day we never have to talk or nothing would remind you of him. Not that I&apos;m jealous or anything. It&apos;s just hurting to hear it at times. You get what I mean. I&apos;m telling myself to get used to it. I really hope I can. Oh well...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2007 19:11:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ring a bell?</title>
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  <description>&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;6&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can forget about this now. Perhaps this was how it was supposed to be. I&apos;m not emo. I&apos;m just me. Lost. You.</description>
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  <lj:mood>Total depressed</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2007 19:05:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>If this is what you wish..</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&quot;why can&apos;t we be like friends? Like REAL friends.&quot; &quot;can we not be passionate outside the house?&quot;&amp;nbsp; all these&amp;nbsp;words haunts me everytime i close my eyes. Aren&apos;t you happy with what we are now? Even though it&apos;s not right, I still feel comfortable with you around. But since you find it not in favour, and if this is what you wish, no matter how painful it would be, I&apos;ll do it. I just want you to be happy again. From today onwards, I&apos;ll treat you differently. Don&apos;t get the wrong idea though. I wish you know what you&apos;re doing. &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2007 18:56:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Crush? Love? Misses?</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Dead. Lost. Trap. Everything I&apos;m am now, Means nothing to you. Hurt. Sore. Pain. To know you fancy someone else. Crush? Love? Misses?&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m lost&amp;nbsp;for words. Too pessimistic to the words I hear from you. Down...Down I go. To a spot far, far from your heart.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 06:11:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why is it this way?</title>
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  <description>I love you so much, but does it have to end this way?&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t want just to be your friend nor someone you can make use of. Why must you treat me differently from everyone else? I&apos;m not a kid! I don&apos;t need your sympathy nor you concern. Why can&apos;t we have a mutual understanding? Why must you always put&amp;nbsp;me down? Am I just your toy?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2007 06:11:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Picnic Trip (11/06/07)</title>
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  <description>Wake up early in the morning, called Michael, Chef at Fabbrica and asked him for further advice on how to cook the the dbl c soup.&amp;nbsp;Not dbl o ya?&amp;nbsp;Corn and Chicken soup. Hah. I was so happy. Cooking for someone I loved so much.&amp;nbsp; So after that, prepared my &quot;killer&quot; fruit salad dressing.&amp;nbsp;Boy,it was easy.&amp;nbsp;Got the recipe from my grand mom. haha. After doing that, packed some essential&amp;nbsp;stuff. A bottle of Veuve (yellow label), a bottle of San Pellegrieno, flutes, glasses and a towel into the picnic basket I bought from le&apos;organic. It was abit too small though.Haha..it&apos;s ok. Just shoved everything in. Carefully of course. Didn&apos;t want to break the glass before it was even used. And so, Set off from home.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Took a cab down to redhill and waited for her,my love. :) hehe.. Left her place at about 3 as we had to clean up Blanca&apos;s mess, hmmm..well, she did it alone actually. I&apos;m just claiming credits.haha..&amp;nbsp;and she took quite a long time to&amp;nbsp;clean up the house. But it was ok. Surprisingly, I could wait 1 and a half hour for her. Anyways, bought some fruits from bukit merah and went straight to sentosa. I was so happy that her mood was still lively and cheerful, even though she was a little tired.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;At sentosa, we walked to palawan beach 7-11 to get some ice and a bottle of mineral water. To chill the Veuve of sparking water of course. Crossed the bridge to the asia&apos;s most southern point and decided to settle there. Ate and talked. It was nice. I would say it was rather romantic. Haaahaa.. First course, the egg mayo she asked for. I was supposed to boil the egg, instead, i fried it..haha..Miscommunication. But i was glad,she still liked it. Ate quite alot. haha. 2nd course,&amp;nbsp; the soup. I didn&apos;t know I was so good that the soup tasted like campbell&apos;s. According to her.&amp;nbsp;Kind of&amp;nbsp;insulted though.haha. And last but not least, my fruit salad dressed with my &quot;killer&quot; dressing. :p&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Veuve and sparking was cold by then,so opened both and drank to the evening away. Really romantic I must&amp;nbsp; say. I hope she thinks so too. We wanted to for a dip, but soon after we got in the waters, a lifeguard came and asked us to&amp;nbsp;get out of the waters&amp;nbsp;as it was already 7. New rules I guessed. Oh well, so we went to the toilet and&amp;nbsp;got&amp;nbsp;changed to fresh sets of clothes&amp;nbsp;. The only thing in my mind was&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;little hope&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;enjoying herself. :)&amp;nbsp; She&apos;s everything to me now.&amp;nbsp; My love, my heart, my life and my soul. I just hope she knows that I only love her&amp;nbsp;so much&amp;nbsp;and only her.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Jun 2007 17:12:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Results&apos;s out!!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I felt like the whole world crashed down on me, as I opened the the&amp;nbsp;huge envelope with my name on it. Heart pumping, Nerve racking, Adrenaline rushing and so&amp;nbsp; much more. It came to an end. When I saw the results. I failed. I just dropped to the ground and tears roll down my cheek. What was going on? I&apos;m losing everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remarks: Fail. To be withdrawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...do you know what it feels like?&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Jun 2007 06:05:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Do you know?</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2007 16:05:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why do all good things come to an end?</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;GOD!! Why do you hate me so much? Why? I&apos;m losing&amp;nbsp;everything that is important in my life. First, I lost her...Who I loved so much. Then, My phone..Something I&apos;ll&amp;nbsp;feel lost&amp;nbsp;without. Then, there is my job..A hobby that is hard to let go. A good paying one too. HAiz. Then, My school...Something I&apos;d always rely on for comfort from home and work. Lastly, Im losing my granddad...Haiz....WHY?? GOD!! Answer me..WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO MUCH!!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>All good things come to an end- Nelly Furtado</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>Stressed to the max!!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jun 2007 17:54:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;1&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs were whistling a new tune[Error: close lj-embed tag without open tag]&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Barking at the new moon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Hoping it would come soon so that they could die&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Honestly what will become of me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;I don&apos;t like reality&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;It&apos;s way too clear to me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;But really life is daily&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;We are what we don&apos;t see&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;We missed everything daydreaming&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Flames to dust&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Lovers to friends&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Travelling I always stop at exits&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Wondering if I&apos;ll stay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Young and restless&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Living this way I stress less&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;I want to pull away when the dream dies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;The pain sets it and I don&apos;t cry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;I only feel gravity and I wonder why&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;And the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day until the feeling went away&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;And the clouds were dropping and the...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;The rain forgot how to bring salvation&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;The dogs were whistling a new tune barking at the new moon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Hoping it would come soon so that they could die&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 06:14:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A Last Tribute To My Love</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 05:52:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I Will Remember This Day Forever</title>
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  <description>Woke up at 6am this morning,eagerly hoping to see you. Washed up, brushed my teeth, and thinking of where to take you out today.&amp;nbsp;I was thinking of a picnic at the beach, so I packed all the necessary items &amp;amp; left home. Without breakfast, I felt home. Hoping to eat it with you.&amp;nbsp;On the&amp;nbsp;way there, i decided to get some breakfast &amp;amp; a stalk of a flower for you at redhill market. As I didn&apos;t know what you like to eat, I called you. Many times have I tried, but you never answered my call. So i decided to call your home. Only to realise that you didn&apos;t went home. I was so worried. Haiz, You went out with him didn&apos;t you? He&apos;s your everything now huh? I hope he takes care of you. I never want to see you sad. I know I&apos;ve made you sad&amp;nbsp;and heart broken&amp;nbsp;to a point where saying sorry is never enough. I&apos;m sorry Jan. Your mum&amp;nbsp;was so worried. You should have seen the look on her face. So i waited and waited but no avail, you still&amp;nbsp;didn&apos;t come back. Sat by the playground hoping you were there. But I was wrong. You never came. Do you know we were supposed to meet today? I felt so bad. You stood me up. Haiz, I thought it was all just a dream, but it&apos;s true. I feel so hurt and stressed. My granddad is so ill at home, yet I more concerned about you. After talking to some people, who prayed for me in public and gave me some advice. I told myself that I should&amp;nbsp;be spending more time with my granddad before it&apos;s to late. I wouldn&apos;t want to lose him like I&apos;ve lost you. I&apos;ve also realised that things between us will never be like before. Coz you hate me to much to love. I&apos;m sorry and I know it&apos;s my fault. I never should have treated you so badly then. I truely regret my mistakes. Saying sorry just wouldn&apos;t be enough. Haiz, I love you Janice, I&apos;ll always will do...But I have to let you go. Because it&apos;s killing&amp;nbsp;both&amp;nbsp;me&amp;nbsp;and you&amp;nbsp;on the inside. I just want you to be happy again. I guess this is the only way to do so. Please take care of yourself and keep the promises you made to me last week at your place. I will keep mine. I promise. I really hope you&apos;ll be happier now. Cheer up ya? Things happened for a reason. Just like you told me 3 days ago. I&apos;ll always remember the time we spent and shared together. I&apos;ve also learnt some valuble lessons. Thanks dearie. For everything you&apos;re done for me. You&apos;ve changed me. S0 please...Once again, take care of yourself. I&apos;ll keep you in my mind and heart always. So goodbye my lover, Goodbye my friend. You have been the one, you have been the one for me. If I&apos;m lucky, I might just see you around. 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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2007 12:57:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Turn over a new leaf</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Start all over again? If that&apos;s really what you want, I will&amp;nbsp;be supportive of it. And start all over we&amp;nbsp;shall. During this time of break, I will try to learn to love myself in order for me&amp;nbsp;to be able to love you better, settle family issues, change to a better person, work hard&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; understand you deeper. I will prove to you that I&apos;ve changed. You&apos;ll see dearie... I MISS YOU SO...&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2007 00:46:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Karma?</title>
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  <description>i feel so cheated!! I loved you so much. Is this what I&apos;m supposed to live for? Is this karma? I hate myself. Janice, please....</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2007 00:44:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry im sorry........&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 16:10:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Would you?</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;When you go&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Would you even turn to say&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t love you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Like I did&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Yesterday&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;So sick and tired of all the needless beating&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;But baby when they knock you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;Down and out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;p1&quot;&gt;It&apos;s where you oughta stay&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 16:05:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Too Busy For You &amp; Myself!!</title>
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  <description>Now that I&apos;m only limited to seeing&amp;nbsp;you only on Mondays, I&apos;m going to make use of it well. Haiz, I just hope you don&apos;t betray my trust like all my ex did. I love you truly &amp;amp; never do I want to get hurt. Deep inside, I&apos;m still feeling scared &amp;amp; worried that something bad will happen.You know, You&apos;re working in a club.&amp;nbsp;I know I&apos;m supposed to prepare for the worst, but it&apos;s not easy. I love you just to much. To prove to you that you mean the world to me, I&apos;ll make a promise to you right now .&amp;nbsp; I, MUHAMMAD HAFIZ BIN ABDUL HALIM, PROMISE TO LOVE AND TO CARE FOR JANICE GRACE PEK LI LI AT ANY GIVEN TIME TILL DEAD DO US PART. Will you promise me the same? Will you promise never to hurt me?&amp;nbsp; I LOVE YOU DEARIE!! I&apos;ll always will...I promise.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2007 17:24:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;when the sun shine&lt;br /&gt;we shine together&lt;br /&gt;told you ill be here forever&lt;br /&gt;said I&apos;ll always be a friend&lt;br /&gt;took an oath, I&apos;ma stick it out till to the end&lt;br /&gt;now that its raining more then eva&lt;br /&gt;know that we still have each other&lt;br /&gt;you can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;you can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;ella, ella, eh, eh, eh&lt;br /&gt;under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;ella, ella, eh, eh, eh&lt;br /&gt;under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;ella, ella, eh, eh, eh&lt;br /&gt;under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;ella, ella, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 May 2007 17:47:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A Date Worth A Million Bucks</title>
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  <description>..ok &lt;br /&gt;Tho so many things happened in 1 day, I&apos;m happy for once that I could actually be open to you and let go of everything. I know it&apos;s too late now.&amp;nbsp;Haiz,........ Surprised you with the movie. Hah, even with all the right clues, you still couldn&apos;t guess what the surprise was. Perhaps it might just be the last movie we&apos;ll ever watch together. The Pirates Of The Caribbean. Thumb&apos;s up. Awesome cast, beautiful story line,&amp;nbsp;full of&amp;nbsp;adrenaline rush ,superb climax &amp;amp; best of all, touching. I felt like it opened my heart and to treasure someone I loved most. Janice Grace Pek Li Li!!&amp;nbsp; I know that things between us won&apos;t be the same as it used to be, I just want you to know that my love for you&amp;nbsp;will always be the same. I don&apos;t blame you for losing that love for me, It&apos;s all my fault. I shouldn&apos;t have done what I did to you. I&apos;m sorry...I really am, but it&apos;s to late to look back coz you just don&apos;t love me anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2007 15:54:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Lesson Learnt</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I learnt my lesson now. A very important one. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Don&apos;t be bothered&amp;nbsp;with those who are not bother&amp;nbsp;with you!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I&apos;ll never forget it. Tho I had an hard day trying not to entertain her, thinking about her, It paid off.. Even tho that loneliness feeling surrounds me, I manage to overcome it. I can&amp;nbsp;proudly say I can live without YOU!!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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