<?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-1051076224884002236</id><updated>2012-01-30T03:24:53.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddies lifes... and happy Memories...</title><subtitle type='html'>Feel free to write in...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-2726026534828497278</id><published>2012-01-30T02:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T03:24:53.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SERIOUS mode！</title><content type='html'>我看是该时候我开始认真了！希望在三年后我们都会很杰出，让彼此感到荣幸。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我不知道，为什么我还抱着那一丁点的希望。原本已经想放弃你了，但万万没想到会收到你那令人心跳万分的信，让我那沉睡的心又从新被点燃了希望。不知你到底在想什么，说的真的切切属实，这令我感到非常纳闷。经过多少失眠的夜晚，反反复复的询问自己的心，我再次勇敢的踏出那一步。可是，我真的不喜欢在网络上向你告白，只因你都不肯给我那当面的机会。但，都过了几天，我还没有收到你的回信，我开始慢慢失去信心。（Was resting awhile from typing, where the first english word I saw : MIRACLE, is this a sign? My hope pinning up high.) 我不知道你多久才会回复，但我也该认真了，把学业读好是我第一个目标。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tako......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-2726026534828497278?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/2726026534828497278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=2726026534828497278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/2726026534828497278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/2726026534828497278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2012/01/serious-mode.html' title='SERIOUS mode！'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-5203873618921900167</id><published>2011-11-22T01:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T01:25:08.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心</title><content type='html'>看了，《那些年，我们一起追的女孩》，我想了很多。想起一些我做的事，我没做的事，有的可爱，有的愚蠢，但我一点也不后悔我所做的每一件事。虽然我没谈过恋爱，也没邀请女生单独的出去过，我相信我很快就会遇见你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every stories have different endings, some we like, some we might not like. Just know that you and I have been through it and we make the best out of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-5203873618921900167?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/5203873618921900167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=5203873618921900167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/5203873618921900167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/5203873618921900167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='心'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-7634020236765347988</id><published>2011-09-16T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T00:01:27.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Times...</title><content type='html'>To start off, I think blogging aint that popular nowadays yea? It seems like people hardly blog now.. A lots had happened, going on and going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant Legacy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-7634020236765347988?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/7634020236765347988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=7634020236765347988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7634020236765347988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7634020236765347988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2011/09/old-times.html' title='Old Times...'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-3384719038605930047</id><published>2011-06-28T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T03:03:55.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱。。。</title><content type='html'>你就在我面前，但都不知我爱你。&lt;br /&gt;现在我才发觉，我最讨厌的是，你说我是你最好的朋友。&lt;br /&gt;我最伤心的是，当你说，你觉得我很烦。&lt;br /&gt;摸着自己胸口，感觉心里一阵阵的刺痛，眼泪不仅流了下来。&lt;br /&gt;但是，每当想起你的笑容，我也会不知不觉的傻笑起来。&lt;br /&gt;我怎么到现在都还爱着你？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-3384719038605930047?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/3384719038605930047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=3384719038605930047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/3384719038605930047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/3384719038605930047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='爱。。。'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-8355860210141323460</id><published>2011-06-06T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T01:13:23.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you..</title><content type='html'>One moment you are here, and with just a turn, you are gone. Next, I only saw your backview and it's the only thing I saw.&lt;br /&gt;I miss talking to you, texting you, most importantly, YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-8355860210141323460?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/8355860210141323460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=8355860210141323460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/8355860210141323460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/8355860210141323460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you..'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-1235817164978122724</id><published>2011-02-20T04:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T04:22:35.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on? Or preserve on?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, i guess third's the charm doesn't apply to me. But I think I am the one who is thinking too much and hope for a better outcome. I still don't know you well enough, thus, like you say not 'that close' to you. Everything I did and words I say, doesn't it makes you feel something? Guess, I am making it all in my mind. What should I do when I meet you? What happen if you just turn away or roll your eyes at me? It will really break my heart if you do that. But first thing first, will I have to courage to face you? I don't know, I really don't..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;" Guess I rather hurt then feel nothing at all. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Tako~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-1235817164978122724?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/1235817164978122724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=1235817164978122724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/1235817164978122724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/1235817164978122724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2011/02/moving-on-or-preserve-on.html' title='Moving on? Or preserve on?'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-6869146423408403062</id><published>2010-12-30T03:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T03:36:59.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakthrough</title><content type='html'>Its almost the end of another year, 365 1/4 days pass like a blink. This year passes by exemptionally fast, well actually its all the same, on psychological view, maybe I wanted it to be slow but it will never be. Perhaps, running is what I can do.&lt;br /&gt;Music, it became an important part of my life, maybe I can't even survive without it. I think it is the best way I can express and relate myself to.&lt;br /&gt;New Year? It will never be the same, it will never be for anything, even for a second.&lt;br /&gt;Any Resolution? Nothing really.. If there is one, I think it might be : "Trust your heart truly, follow what your heart say. However, your brain must be at work too. Only relaying on your feeling is define as guts, by using both heart and brain is to convey sincere thinking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Life is just like the keys on the piano, living in the world of black and white. It's the melody produced that add the colours and link the hearts together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-6869146423408403062?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/6869146423408403062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=6869146423408403062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6869146423408403062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6869146423408403062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2010/12/breakthrough.html' title='Breakthrough'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-8376167866130249638</id><published>2010-11-03T02:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T02:59:41.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its time to aim and create a new beginning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it when it rains, you don't always get to get yourself drench. The very first raindrop that drop from the sky and touches your skin always awakes something new. It sets you thinking of all you've did and reflect with every subsequent raindrops felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You don't get to change the past, nor will you be able to fully control your future. What matters most is to take the first step in the present."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-8376167866130249638?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/8376167866130249638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=8376167866130249638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/8376167866130249638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/8376167866130249638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2010/11/knowing.html' title='Knowing'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-8012624776503166782</id><published>2010-06-14T01:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T13:11:54.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>紫里彩虹，愉快人生</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我想通了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我们只是从小一起长大，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;所以喜欢她，只是一种习惯。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;热积月累，我就变得很执著。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;经过几次的尝试，我始终还是失败。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Times New Roman','serif';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"  style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我很难过，毕竟这就是期待落空。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Simsun;"&gt;******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Simsun;"&gt;但我毕竟坚持了这么久，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Simsun;"&gt;该是放手的时候。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Simsun;"&gt;虽然一开始我就是一相情愿，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Simsun;"&gt;但我并不后悔，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Simsun;"&gt;因为你是值得我去爱的人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Simsun;"&gt;谢谢你以前给我的美好回忆，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Simsun;"&gt;虽然模糊，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Simsun;"&gt;但非常愉快。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Simsun;"&gt;希望你不会再遇见像我一样这么烦的人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Simsun;"&gt;祝你永远幸福快乐。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Simsun;"&gt;谢谢你，对不起。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Simsun;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: normal" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Simsun;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;‘ The hardest thing in life, is to be yourself, and face the truth. '&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-8012624776503166782?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/8012624776503166782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=8012624776503166782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/8012624776503166782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/8012624776503166782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='紫里彩虹，愉快人生'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-5807719118707110059</id><published>2010-06-03T02:06:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T00:10:29.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding the lost feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Staying up late tonight again.&lt;br /&gt;A sudden thought occurred to me, what is studies? Why are we studying? I remembered how it was like studying in primary school. During that time, I enjoyed studying, everyday I would get up feeling all excited for school. It was like studying is not a chore, but a process to learn, marks wasn't as important as it was now, but the feeling of getting the top few really felt great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;' Certificates only proves that you got the assurance of the world, but it doesn't assure that you will be happy, studying blindly. '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;However, that feeling had disappeared now. I studied because I want that diploma, I want to get GPA of 4 and I want to get my picture up that scholar board! I need to get back that feeling, realising what is the real purpose of studying again, and I know I will be able to do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;' No brains or brawls will be able to compare to a heart of gold. '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-5807719118707110059?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/5807719118707110059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=5807719118707110059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/5807719118707110059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/5807719118707110059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2010/06/finding-lost-feeling.html' title='Finding the lost feeling'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-1344139515873638752</id><published>2010-06-01T03:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T03:17:28.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth</title><content type='html'>Staying up late every now and then, seeing you online, saw you awake. I know I shouldn't, but I just kept on remembering, those heart pumping moments that will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;' Everthing I said, the words, the sentences, the paragraphs, even the punctuation, all comes from the bottom of my heart.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;' I would rather say the truth to make you realise and choose your own path, then lying to you as I would also be lying to myself.'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-1344139515873638752?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/1344139515873638752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=1344139515873638752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/1344139515873638752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/1344139515873638752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2010/06/truth.html' title='The Truth'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-2755894918714365680</id><published>2010-05-29T02:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T02:49:29.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage</title><content type='html'>After 1 week plus, the mid-semester test will begin, no doubt it is stressful but I will have to do my very best. Can't let myself and the ones beside me down.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish my life was like a script, then I will be able to change the plot in whatever way i like, continue to live in that fantasy of mine, dreaming away. Well, maybe I've watched too much drama. It will never happen, I will not be able to make changes to the things around me, but I will still be able to hold my own destiny. Does miracles really happen?&lt;br /&gt;We need to look good to give others a good impression of ourselves, yes I agree. But packaging oneself up into someone that is not us, I really dislike that idea. Can't we just live within our means? But it is worth it as long as you are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'Humans are not born with Courage, it is the accumulation of bits and bits of different experience'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-2755894918714365680?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/2755894918714365680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=2755894918714365680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/2755894918714365680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/2755894918714365680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2010/05/courage.html' title='Courage'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-584727639911033150</id><published>2010-05-23T18:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T19:36:16.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23/5/2010 : 6.05PM</title><content type='html'>5 weeks of poly life had passed. Its been really fast, as in life passes by really quick. However, do I enjoy my life? Has it been a pleasant journey? Well, I have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;I have stuck in this chapter of my life for quite sometime, but I think I already drawn a fullstop on it. Should I start a new chapter? Sometimes, looking at those torn and dull pages, made me realised the lessons i have learnt from, however, I don't think I have walked out of those pages. Although, there are other golden pages, the whole book is practically still empty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Light is what give this world Life, and HOPE never loses its Light even when engulfed in Darkness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-584727639911033150?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/584727639911033150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=584727639911033150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/584727639911033150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/584727639911033150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2010/05/2352010-605pm.html' title='23/5/2010 : 6.05PM'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-9168715293505581388</id><published>2010-04-18T23:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T00:46:18.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Day, New Beginning, Same Spirit and Unforgettable Memories</title><content type='html'>I know I write-in irregularly. Its because I don't have the......&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jue&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, was feeling really bad that i did not turn-up for the 'Family last dinner', really wasn't sure when will be the next.&lt;br /&gt;In a few more hours, it's going to be the beginning of a new day, new journey. However, my feelings are clashing together, one side having the anxiety of going to the new school, another still holding on to the past.&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't I be feeling all pump-up and excited to enter the new environment? Seriously, I don't know what to think of now.&lt;br /&gt;Another reason for me feeling this ways was what some other people said to me, about my life. Its seems that I may have to get a different approach to the things i do now, I also have not much of a clue what they say or what i am saying. Funny right?&lt;br /&gt;People change, yes they change everyday, but they seems to evolve into another person. I don't really know anymore, its all not the same, not the same feeling. Maybe it's just me, refusing to move even an inch, or just having a slow processor.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just have to think of the 5 Brothers and 1 Sister as my pillars of support, my only &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;strenght&lt;/span&gt; to keep on moving. To keep the spirit on, just like when we are together, overcoming any obstacles. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;laughters&lt;/span&gt;, the sorrows, the unique bond and the unforgettable memories buried deep in my heart, like the heart of a scorching fire. However, will we last? Will I be able to think of you guys and talk when there is a problem like we did last time? Its not that I am doubting this family, but I am just unsure of myself, whether I am up for this challenge? Or would it be like the last dinner? But I believe, I believe that the bond will last, last till the very end, to the very end of the world, to the very end of my life. It will never be forgotten. The people, the feelings, the thin and thick we went through will always be in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;B, X, A, S, J. Will always be in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not as one individual, but as one strong and irr&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;eplaceable&lt;/span&gt; family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-9168715293505581388?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/9168715293505581388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=9168715293505581388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/9168715293505581388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/9168715293505581388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-day-new-beginning-same-spirit-and.html' title='New Day, New Beginning, Same Spirit and Unforgettable Memories'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-5036370975849670710</id><published>2010-04-05T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T00:24:58.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on</title><content type='html'>Its going to be the beginning of another part of my life. New people i would meet, new environment to adapt to and brand new sets of knowledge waiting for me to obtain. However, there is still some part of me that is unwilling to move on and wish they could cling on to the present. Well, there is just so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- No matter where we are, our hearts will still beat as one, our bond strong and unbreakable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-5036370975849670710?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/5036370975849670710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=5036370975849670710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/5036370975849670710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/5036370975849670710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2010/04/moving-on.html' title='Moving on'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-6545670021376522289</id><published>2010-04-05T03:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T03:43:12.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everlasting changes</title><content type='html'>As the days goes by, its all different.&lt;br /&gt;Our life changes, enviroment changes, companions changes, emotional changes and &lt;em&gt;et cetera&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well, just need to live on and enjoy everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bros and Sis,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the surprise on Saturday (3/4), with the relightable fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-6545670021376522289?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/6545670021376522289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=6545670021376522289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6545670021376522289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6545670021376522289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2010/04/everlasting-changes.html' title='Everlasting changes'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-6319518125175874069</id><published>2010-02-07T18:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T19:06:20.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously wonder...</title><content type='html'>Just a few days ago, i meet my primary school friend, my primary school BEST friend.&lt;br /&gt;At first, we were suprised to see eachother and started chatting. However, what we chat on was just what school we went and who esle we knew went in the same school. Then, we went completly quiet. The 15 minutes bus ride seemed to be an hour long, and neither of us spoke.&lt;br /&gt;This, it makes me think, really wonder, how it will be like when i meet my secondary school friends? Will it be the same? Will it be like gruelling-hours situation again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-6319518125175874069?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/6319518125175874069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=6319518125175874069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6319518125175874069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6319518125175874069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2010/02/seriously-wonder.html' title='Seriously wonder...'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-7572692448762275501</id><published>2010-01-28T02:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:06:18.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Affinities...</title><content type='html'>I just realised this, the song that connects us: INSOMNIA..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-7572692448762275501?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/7572692448762275501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=7572692448762275501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7572692448762275501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7572692448762275501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2010/01/affinities.html' title='Affinities...'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-7289006706798256941</id><published>2010-01-27T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:11:48.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you agree?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes to move forward,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We must look back to the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is this really true? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its going to be a begining of a new part of life, I am just unclear of the route ahead. I am just too attacted to the current life, but I know i just need to adapt to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope everyone can have a greater aim of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S  Hope we are able to keep in contact and really LAST...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-7289006706798256941?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/7289006706798256941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=7289006706798256941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7289006706798256941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7289006706798256941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-agree.html' title='Do you agree?'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-6199705632330751204</id><published>2010-01-19T12:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T12:15:47.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The shortest distance between two points is a straight line,&lt;br /&gt;the longest distance between two points is a shortcut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-6199705632330751204?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/6199705632330751204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=6199705632330751204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6199705632330751204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6199705632330751204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2010/01/think.html' title='Think...'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-1903383534955285439</id><published>2010-01-10T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:48:01.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;我相信我是这个世界的男主角，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;一定有一部电影是为我而拍的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;而我，就是故事的主人，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;哪怕是小人物，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我也会成为发光的咸鱼。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-1903383534955285439?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-920033981787626706</id><published>2010-01-03T02:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T03:55:47.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year new life?</title><content type='html'>It's been really long since I had post.. Firstly, would like to wish all a happy new year, though through this vacant time, I highly doubt that there are frequent visitors.&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, a look-back to the past first.. Think about it, i had really wasted a lot of time doing lots of unnecessary things. However, through all this I had learn, I had grown and was able to widen my 'eye-sight' more. I have taken quite a big step this year, doing things that I thought I was not capable of doing, though it was a failure, I learnt from it, how to do it right, react right and think right. *This very year, I also celebrated my first ever birthday with friends, though it was simple, I had enjoy it, i really do. *Next part, its this time of the year again, remember how was it like last year, don't want to emphasize on it. *This night, was a tedious night. It all didn't went right, from the start of it, to the end. However, when she held my hands, it felt really great, but i was not able to fulfill it, I was just too greedy, hoping too much. I had type a really long massage, I did not expect a reply, as I just wanted to say out how i feel. I was really shock when she gave a call, it was my very first time saying all this things. Although, it did not turn out the way i want it to be, I was still feeling happy for myself. Finally, I was able to step out this step, thanks to her.&lt;br /&gt;2010- Its the start of a new life. Everything will never be the same again, was both looking forward and worried about it, but I knew it will all be fine. New year resolution? I think I will just keep it in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Starting to miss some of my friends already, hope that we will able to meet up next time.&lt;br /&gt;To Bros and Sis:&lt;br /&gt;Really happy to have known all of you. Every single one of you contributed to part of my life, will never forget what you all had said and taught me. Its seems that we have much affinity(07 08 09), hope that we will still be able to keep in contact.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, a new year had began, its another part of our life. Look back, learn from the past, you will sure be able to discover your inner self more. Hope everyone will be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-920033981787626706?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/920033981787626706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=920033981787626706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/920033981787626706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/920033981787626706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-life.html' title='New year new life?'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-1296123599745759836</id><published>2009-09-26T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T01:00:28.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你的背影。。。</title><content type='html'>我，似乎放手一些些了。&lt;br /&gt;在15日，当我在回家的路上，我看见了你。&lt;br /&gt;但，你不想见到我，越走越快，我们的距离也越来越远了。&lt;br /&gt;我，看着你的背影，我的心不知怎么的，感到酸酸的。。。&lt;br /&gt;突然，一阵风吹过，在阳光的照耀下，你，变得更明显了。。。&lt;br /&gt;我，想起了那首歌。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A familiar scent drift by.&lt;br /&gt;The breeze that just blew past you, is blowing  towards me now...&lt;br /&gt;You're the only source of sunshine in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just see... after O's...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-1296123599745759836?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/1296123599745759836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=1296123599745759836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/1296123599745759836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/1296123599745759836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='你的背影。。。'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-6458541349913944283</id><published>2009-08-28T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:35:07.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>会想起。。。</title><content type='html'>我，无时无刻都在挂念着你。每次， 都亲不自禁地想起你。&lt;br /&gt;都已过了半年，我还是忘不了你。 真的不知道我到底在想什么。&lt;br /&gt;每次见到你，不知怎么的，都无法正眼望着你。但是，每次碰面，我们都只能檫肩而过。&lt;br /&gt;时常听到熟悉的歌也会想起你。有些歌词，述说了我心里想要表达的。&lt;br /&gt;我看，我暂时，还是无发忘记你。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-6458541349913944283?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/6458541349913944283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=6458541349913944283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6458541349913944283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6458541349913944283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='会想起。。。'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-3829469067938724892</id><published>2009-05-23T23:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:48:22.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been quite a long time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我不知要做些什么，想些什么，说些什么。&lt;br /&gt;每次，看见你，遇见你，都不知如何是好。&lt;br /&gt;但，一开口，就把一切毁了。&lt;br /&gt;所以，只能默默地看着你的背影，想着你的笑容，换掉你的不愉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*现在，只能希望，你将永远，幸福，快乐。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-3829469067938724892?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/3829469067938724892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=3829469067938724892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/3829469067938724892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/3829469067938724892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-quite-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s been quite a long time...'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-6296917507904855700</id><published>2009-04-09T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:19:39.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what i feel!</title><content type='html'>Right Here Right Now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its time for the change!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/Sd4RqN-6SOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UUYwiAzMTMg/s1600-h/DSC00227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/Sd4RqN-6SOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UUYwiAzMTMg/s200/DSC00227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322711226604210402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-6296917507904855700?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/6296917507904855700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=6296917507904855700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6296917507904855700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6296917507904855700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-what-i-feel.html' title='This is what i feel!'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/Sd4RqN-6SOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UUYwiAzMTMg/s72-c/DSC00227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-1162384205214581130</id><published>2009-02-23T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:21:25.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden Remembrance</title><content type='html'>Right now, I'm feeling like there is this huge feeling in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;During Chinese lesson today, it started to rain, heavily. All of a sudden, this teacher came up to our class, looking for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;. I felt like something had just poked me, I started staring out of the window...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When her name was mention, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; image started flowing into my mind, and i felt emptied... During the rest of the lesson, i completely do not have the heart to study, kept thinking of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; and what happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its another undescribable feeling..&lt;br /&gt;Time is not on my side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-1162384205214581130?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/1162384205214581130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=1162384205214581130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/1162384205214581130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/1162384205214581130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2009/02/sudden-remembrance.html' title='Sudden Remembrance'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-8387765553532431737</id><published>2009-02-15T02:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T02:57:46.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Special Day..</title><content type='html'>Well.., it have not been a really good day for me..&lt;br /&gt;Finally picked up my courage and love her.. but instead, I made her angry and irritated.. I am not sure whether did she opened and see the present or even see the letter, but I would really like her to keep it..&lt;br /&gt;It all seem like I've done it wrong, all wrong. The wrong way to give a present, wrong way to write a letter, the wrong way to convey my love..&lt;br /&gt;Its been a day, having an indescribable feeling and a unfinished conversation.. Will it be alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to say, I'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Will time really make it fade away? Can the flow be with me? Will i bear to let it go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-8387765553532431737?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/8387765553532431737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=8387765553532431737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/8387765553532431737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/8387765553532431737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2009/02/special-day.html' title='The Special Day..'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-7506656294627145030</id><published>2008-09-20T21:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T22:02:04.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed feeling ; Feeling weird..</title><content type='html'>Clear up my desk today, saw my pictures from Pri 1 till now.. I start to wonder about my life, my goals, and my bros..&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like talking much.. Sign.. Exam mode now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SNUBOLjIkSI/AAAAAAAAADo/xwxeGzK9U4Y/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SNUBOLjIkSI/AAAAAAAAADo/xwxeGzK9U4Y/s200/DSC00049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248102283900129570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SNUBOLjIkSI/AAAAAAAAADo/xwxeGzK9U4Y/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;My ordinary happy memories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SNUCABzweOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uGgPJgS7xgU/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SNUCABzweOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uGgPJgS7xgU/s200/DSC00044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248103140278958306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Artistic picture by Jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SNUBOLjIkSI/AAAAAAAAADo/xwxeGzK9U4Y/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-7506656294627145030?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/7506656294627145030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=7506656294627145030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7506656294627145030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7506656294627145030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2008/09/mixed-feeling-feeling-weird.html' title='Mixed feeling ; Feeling weird..'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SNUBOLjIkSI/AAAAAAAAADo/xwxeGzK9U4Y/s72-c/DSC00049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-5083012402326651733</id><published>2008-07-27T20:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:21:08.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recalling; Still having doubts to turn infront..</title><content type='html'>So, its better to look back or just continue walking infront?&lt;br /&gt;It just aint the same.. hmm.. not the things you think but just that the normal feel isnt there anymore..&lt;br /&gt;At the time when it alone.. i think and kept thinking.. both things.. looking at how things go its memories, memories of happy and sad times.. either by photo, pictures, the sky, the songs or even a little ant would make me recall..&lt;br /&gt;Time. Its just way too fast.. its so fast until people wouldnt have the time to slow down and think.. every drama nowadays seems to be proceeding to the final episode..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up. like whats it says, will it be the greatest time in life? The most memories, time and effort that we put in...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SIxyaiLqRyI/AAAAAAAAACI/TIIFpU4-100/s1600-h/Growing+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SIxyaiLqRyI/AAAAAAAAACI/TIIFpU4-100/s200/Growing+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227679067648182050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the blink of eye, it would be my O' and with another blink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brothers and sister, my time, my energy.. part of my life..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SIxz0-hzLWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0OfZDPgZmLc/s1600-h/Day+1%3D%3D%3D+025_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SIxz0-hzLWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0OfZDPgZmLc/s200/Day+1%3D%3D%3D+025_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227680621445459298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SIx0B_-dy0I/AAAAAAAAACY/syPPchojM5Y/s1600-h/Day+2%3D%3D%3D+187_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SIx0B_-dy0I/AAAAAAAAACY/syPPchojM5Y/s200/Day+2%3D%3D%3D+187_resize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227680845172427586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SIx0x1jViGI/AAAAAAAAACg/0BkrEeY4_qA/s1600-h/china%3D%3D%3D+852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SIx0x1jViGI/AAAAAAAAACg/0BkrEeY4_qA/s200/china%3D%3D%3D+852.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227681667008006242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SIx1BFcdtII/AAAAAAAAACo/ZPDmi05JuE8/s1600-h/china%3D%3D%3D+854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SIx1BFcdtII/AAAAAAAAACo/ZPDmi05JuE8/s200/china%3D%3D%3D+854.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227681928972186754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Precious photo, Precious memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;我想跨出第一步，但没那勇气，因为只有千万分之一的抱握，能得到你的心。。&lt;br /&gt;每当看见你，或想起你，都不知如何所错。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-5083012402326651733?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/5083012402326651733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=5083012402326651733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/5083012402326651733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/5083012402326651733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2008/07/recalling-still-having-doubts-to-turn.html' title='Recalling; Still having doubts to turn infront..'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/SIxyaiLqRyI/AAAAAAAAACI/TIIFpU4-100/s72-c/Growing+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-2705139700385636183</id><published>2008-07-01T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:28:17.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at last...</title><content type='html'>I am back at last! Finally, can post after a few months...&lt;br /&gt;although, webs are building around, i'll try my best to post as long as i have time to..&lt;br /&gt;'Quite busy' with things either in school or home but through all this really learn alot..&lt;br /&gt;China people come on Monday but they are leaving tomorrow, thats life! you come and go, whether you like it or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dear 6 batch Excos step down today.. have real lots of great memories with them.. sang farewell song for them.. Hope they make others and their life even better  after O'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change the song.. enjoy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-2705139700385636183?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/2705139700385636183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=2705139700385636183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/2705139700385636183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/2705139700385636183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-at-last.html' title='Back at last...'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-4918985530844960588</id><published>2008-04-20T12:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T13:02:27.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of events...</title><content type='html'>Hi to all, long time didn't post.. haha wouldn't post that often these days...&lt;br /&gt;As events are popping out and Mid-Year Exam is coming..&lt;br /&gt;Heard this song today and felt that its nice..&lt;br /&gt;Sit back and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Click Five - Kidnap My Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;          Hey girl, whats your name i think I caught you looking my way  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Do you wanna know how to get me of to your own  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Weekends work the best i pick the place you do the rest  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Hey now don't be shy but you got to keep me in line  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Love at first sight never thought in could happen to me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;but you made me believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kidnap my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;take me with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kidnap my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;make my dreams come true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Take me away cause falling in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Is very far, not far from the start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kidnap my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Can you get me up more  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Fun that i can ever dream of  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Could you tie me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Can you keep me hanging around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't wanna be into keep you company &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Put your hand in mine got to hold on top of the ride &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Love at first sight never thought in could happen to me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;but you made me believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kidnap my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;take me with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kidnap my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;make my dreams come true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Take me away cause falling in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Is very far, not far from the start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kidnap my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;You've got to hold me tighter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause I'm a real fighter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't tear us apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Love at first sight never thought in could happen to me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;but you made me believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kidnap my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;take me with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kidnap my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;make my dreams come true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Take me away cause falling in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Is very far, not far from the start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kidnap my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kidnap my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kidnap my heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-4918985530844960588?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/4918985530844960588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=4918985530844960588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/4918985530844960588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/4918985530844960588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2008/04/lots-of-events.html' title='Lots of events...'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-7351832196225771016</id><published>2008-04-10T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T22:18:56.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflecting &amp;Thinking</title><content type='html'>Today, I've got quite a number of compliments and 'lectures'. Truefully, i gave some serious thought on all of it, whether good or bad... haha... Now then know that got people got high expectation on me, but i didnt live up to the standard..haiz..  But overall quite happy today haha...&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded new song.. one of my favourite: Japanese lyrics with English translation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_TitleSpan" class="primaryColor" style="font-size: 15pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Yuuhi no Yakusoku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_ArtistLabel" class="primaryColor" style="font-size: 15pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_ArtistLabel" class="primaryColor" style="font-size: 15pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Makino Ruki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Zutto zutto issho ni iru to Ano yuuhi ni yakusoku shita kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ima sugu aitai Sono kimochi o Onegai tsutaete ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Hitoribotchi no kokoro ni Totsuzen tobikonde kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Sukoshi itakatta koto Yasashiku tsutsunde kureta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Konna ni hotto suru koto wa hajimete dakara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Sono nukumori o sotto Poketto ni tsume konde Aruite ikitai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Zutto zutto issho ni iru to Ano yuuhi ni yakusoku shita kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Sabishii toki mo Hirogaru orenji o nagamete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"Kitto kitto daijoubu da yo" ano yuuhi ga sasayaite kureru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ima sugu aitai Sono kimochi o Onegai tsutaete ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Anata ga ichiban suki na Saikou no egao de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Mukaerareru you ni Watashi mo mainichi ganbatte ikitai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Zutto zutoo issho ni iru to Ano yuuhi ni yakusoku shita kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kujikesou demo Kirei na orenji o dakishime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"Kitto kitto daijoubu da yo" Ano yuuhi ga oshiete kureta no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Shinjite ireba Sono kimochi wa Kanarazu todokutte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Zutto zutto issho ni iru to Ano yuuhi ni yakusoku shita kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Tooku ni itemo Onaji orenji o kanjite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"Kitto kitto daijoubu da yo" Ano yuuhi wa tsunagatteru kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Mou nakanai yo Futari no ai Kokoro o terashiteru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Futari no ai Kokoro o terashiteru?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;English translation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We'll be together forever, forever,Because we promised that setting sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I want to see you soon, Please convey that feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;You unexpectedly dove into my lonely heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;You kindly wrapped up the things that hurt a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;It was the first time I felt so relieved so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I squeezed that warmth into my outside pocket,Do you want to go walking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;We'll be together forever, forever, Because we promised that setting sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;In lonely times, we can look at that lengthening orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;That setting sun will whisper, "It will be okay"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I want to see you soon, Please convey that feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;So that I can meet you with your very favorite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;My best smile, I'll hang in through every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;We'll be together forever, forever, Because we promised that setting sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;It might seem discouraging but we'll embrace the beautiful orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"It will be okay" is what that setting sun taught us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;If I really believe, that feeling will definitely reach you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;We'll be together forever, forever, Because we promised that setting sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Even if we are far away, We'll still feel that same orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"It will be okay" Because that setting sun connects us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't cry anymore, In the light of the love in our hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;In the light of the love in our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-7351832196225771016?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/7351832196225771016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=7351832196225771016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7351832196225771016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7351832196225771016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2008/04/reflecting.html' title='Reflecting &amp;Thinking'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-4110338802808316600</id><published>2008-04-08T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:25:12.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just feel like blogging...</title><content type='html'>Hi all, feel like blogging, haha...&lt;br /&gt;Alright an important news to say, i would like you all to look to the left of your screen.. see a tagboard? There's one there right? i want you all to do something.. PLZ tag... haha.. cause there's only a single soul tagging...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, nothing much to write... so will be going off early..bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The time is always right to do right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;- Martin Luther king &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-4110338802808316600?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/4110338802808316600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=4110338802808316600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/4110338802808316600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/4110338802808316600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-feel-like-blogging.html' title='Just feel like blogging...'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-6113392447157688848</id><published>2008-03-31T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:19:28.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today. Another ordinary day...</title><content type='html'>Today, it just seems another ordinary day to me... this special day have became ordinary year by year... it just dont feel like the same any more... maybe i am just thinking too much... haha... life? who knows? haha..&lt;br /&gt;Did get wishes from brothers and friends... haha... didnt get from **** and never recieve anything from **** also..haha... lol... i am complaining liao...lol...&lt;br /&gt;Didnt feel that well to post...&lt;br /&gt;Change my song and this is the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Yea, Whats going on, 2006 Mario and Nesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;brand new classic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;ride with us its about two guys and hot girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;yo keep it up keep it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;two step with me come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;lets do it do it do it like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;1,2 baby clap ur hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Everybody lets go ha ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I want yall ledies clap again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Let me hear u say wut wut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Uri Danduli its my story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ddo Neoeui Mami Heumi Nae Nungaeui Nunmuli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Neowaeui Siganeun Neomunado Gileo Neomu Gileo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ddaddeithan Naeui Mameuro Dolaogil Bileo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;the ghetto Neoeui Mami Kkeullineun Daero Neon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Geudaero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Never say goodbye so get up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;* If you go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;You will see me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't you let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;baby, don't you let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Neul Hamgge Isseodo Deo Gaggapji Anheun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Eoddeon Euimido Eopsneun Jinbuhan Sarang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't you let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;baby, don't you let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;** You never say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Handongan Meonghani Udukeoni Anja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Dasi Saenggakhaessjiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Meomchulsun Eopsgesseo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ontong Geudae Saenggak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Halsu Bakke Eopsneun Nae Jasini Miuo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't you let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;baby don't you let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;And we the best ain't no need to stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Mario and nasty ain't on need to impress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Yo! Neoeui Mamuel Bada Naeui Mameun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Byeonchianha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Heona Mam Teong Binchaero Biuodujin Anha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Call it a fling or a love thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't care I can handle any drama that you bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Bam Kkok Seuo Mam Kkok Sarangeuro Chaeuo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;with out u im etter no one could do it better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Mario right tight errnight that's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I am still in love with you hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Nae Mameul Jeoldae Ihae Mothandago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I am still in love with you hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Let me hear you say hey hey hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Yo check it Niga Nareul Ddeonandago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ojik Isesange Neoran Yeoja Hanarago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Kkotkkoti Namjadapge Pogihajin Anha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;only u Ojikhana only u Ijjinanha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;baby 1,2,3,4 I got the mic check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;[Repeat * , **]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;1,2 baby clap ur hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Everybody lets go ha ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I want yall ladies clap again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Let me hear u say hey hey hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Sarangdo Byeonchianha Naeui Meomdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Byeonchianha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Naeui Kkumeul Irhjin Anha Jeoldae Pogin Eopsda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ill logic real toxic switch quicker than tiptonic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;hetero sexual the kids flow is incredible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Sarangdo Byeonchianha Naeui Meomdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Byeonchianha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Naeui Kkumeul Irhjin Anha Jeoldae Pogin Eopsda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Yea-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-6113392447157688848?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/6113392447157688848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=6113392447157688848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6113392447157688848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6113392447157688848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-another-ordinary-day.html' title='Today. Another ordinary day...'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-4737379452723537849</id><published>2008-03-03T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T22:36:08.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life... Unfair? There's good and bad...</title><content type='html'>Whats life? How do you know if its a meaningful life?&lt;br /&gt;Its crap, all crap... believe it or not... humans are just real a pain in the a**, there's a Chinese idioms that is：好事不出门，坏事传千里, it meant, all the good thing you have done no one really care about it, but once you did something wrong it seems like you became a sinner all will start to know about it...&lt;br /&gt;However, 人非圣贤， 孰能无过, it means humans aint saints or sages, so there will always be mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;Today, quite fun.. in school i was super hypo... lol... then after that went to ICA accompany Bran to make his IC... then after that went Safrai play pool and bowling...&lt;br /&gt;After that..admit i did something that was really stupid... but come on... you aint that good either...lol... 'threaten' by someone... lol... he wasnt at wrong la, but come on la..nvm...&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. nth much to say now... long time never update blog... too downcast to be posting all this...&lt;br /&gt;But lastly, 나는 나가 부정에… 첫째로 다는 것을 알고 있다 , 유감스러운…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-4737379452723537849?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/4737379452723537849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=4737379452723537849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/4737379452723537849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/4737379452723537849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-unfair-theres-good-and-bad.html' title='Life... Unfair? There&apos;s good and bad...'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-7717189589848465686</id><published>2008-02-01T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T21:45:13.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Commitment...CHAOS!!!</title><content type='html'>Today when on the way around the school to find teacher...  walk pass 1 commitment saw Justin and he hopped onto me and i brought him to the class. I was warmly welcome by all of them, glad... haha...&lt;br /&gt;Then all of a sudden everyone started to shout over the CNY hamper...lol... they quarrel like little kids, some trying to control the class, some wanted the job to be done and some simply just want some peace and quiet... but then i need to carry on my thing so i left the class...&lt;br /&gt;After school went back and saw them shouting again... haiz... all because of a hamper...haiz.. Monday they are going to do so i going there to ensure safety...haha           &lt;br /&gt;Because Bran, Sq and Malz they all got competition so i sub them and follow jun to RP and have some science competition thing... the people talk until i going to sleep... but as usual the refreshment was good...haha&lt;br /&gt;Overall, today was a fun and hyper day...haha... Looking forward to the rest of the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Your vision become clear when you are able to see with your heart...&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-7717189589848465686?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/7717189589848465686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=7717189589848465686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7717189589848465686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7717189589848465686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2008/02/1-commitmentchaos.html' title='1 Commitment...CHAOS!!!'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-3652309782599599682</id><published>2008-01-28T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:10:42.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just not expecting it....</title><content type='html'>today i got back some of my test just know that i did not do quite well... haiz... i am not putting effort into my work...&lt;br /&gt;Everytime see the proposal will get really pissed off caused all the members doesnt want to do or no time or time crash together. i am just pissed off really pissed off... promise that they did keep... disappointed... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not in the mood of talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-3652309782599599682?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/3652309782599599682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=3652309782599599682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/3652309782599599682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/3652309782599599682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-not-expecting-it.html' title='Just not expecting it....'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-502022481967697159</id><published>2008-01-12T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T21:45:11.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suntec City... Master forgive and forget skill...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/R4oUdsDPQ4I/AAAAAAAAABw/qPnAUWxk_Uw/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/R4oUdsDPQ4I/AAAAAAAAABw/qPnAUWxk_Uw/s200/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154955223752459138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today went Suntec!!! It started out at a gloomy morning... the 8 of us are going to Suntec for some Youth Olympics Games (YOG) thing... i woke up at about 5a.m. tired.... then bran,sq,mal,rach,qixin,stella,aidil and me meet up at CWP. In the MRT most of them play emo some going west then some going east of the train(in one cabin) then Bran, stella, qixin and me stand in the equator and became middleman... it took us about 45 mins to reach there... when we reach the convention hall then we knew Mr Vik wasnt coming...haiz... the talk was like damn bored and long but we saw lots of youth Olympians.. and the refreshment was great.. we took some potato chips and we thought we took alot when we saw the primary school people took 3,4 packets in their hand...&lt;br /&gt;After that we took alots of pictures have some fun shots and some emo pics... i think i wouldnt have one if i didnt speak up for myself...&lt;br /&gt;We took our pics and went to eat and Master the forgive and forget skill:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;(Forgive and Forget)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Lvl: Infinite&lt;br /&gt;De&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;scription: Being in a state where you just forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Escape from ab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;normal condition...&lt;br /&gt;Type: Passive&lt;br /&gt;Mental defense: Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Physical defense: For life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Duration: Never ending... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Being like a toy that keeps the smile, being like a statue to keep everything out, being like a human who change things around...*&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/R4oVQMDPQ6I/AAAAAAAAACA/KiLElV46AtQ/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/R4oVQMDPQ6I/AAAAAAAAACA/KiLElV46AtQ/s200/Image017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154956091335852962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know I know its maple... and need to concentrate on school right?&lt;br /&gt;On our way home bran, sq and mal were asleep but i cant cause board the train then got very high tide... need to wait 45 mins!!! we were planning to print out the pictures but Bran's phone went out of batt when jun call... haiz... he wasnt here cause got tuition...&lt;br /&gt;Reached CWP then go walk walk but then went Old Chang Kee to buy sotong head (bran dont like) Bought hot dogs ( Sq turn to dont like) dont know the reasons...&lt;br /&gt;After that took bus home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/R4oU78DPQ5I/AAAAAAAAAB4/uD0NkIwuPpg/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/R4oU78DPQ5I/AAAAAAAAAB4/uD0NkIwuPpg/s200/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154955743443501970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-502022481967697159?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/502022481967697159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=502022481967697159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/502022481967697159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/502022481967697159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2008/01/suntec-city-master-forgive-and-forget_12.html' title='Suntec City... Master forgive and forget skill...'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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/_4mISCNanUqg/R4oUdsDPQ4I/AAAAAAAAABw/qPnAUWxk_Uw/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-7388353589712852888</id><published>2007-12-29T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T16:17:47.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solitude</title><content type='html'>Solitude... whenever this word came into my mind, i will often think of being alone, it was cold and dark... really no one there but myself...&lt;br /&gt;Friends what are these people all about? They are also humans, which was like you and I but there is always something that made them special... they walk with you on the path you chose... they are people who were know you abit more... its just abit but it make a huge differences. Sometimes, maybe you would of it as a disaster, they sometimes may be in your way or they just do not accommodate to you, but actually they lead you, true friends, a blessing to get them...&lt;br /&gt;Often, or should i say everytime, when i am having a group party, people tend to play a role of an emo guy/girl or someone that need others to care. Till now then I've realised, for most of the event i went out i just do not play a role in it, i felt like that i am just an empty soul which come and go without anyone realising.&lt;br /&gt;During this October to December holiday, i know that i only had be with two person most of the time, often i got told by the back saying that i was a huge 'lightbulb' destroying happiness, instead of shooting out ray of light, it became that i shot out rockets or bombs that destroyed things, creating chaos and hate...&lt;br /&gt;All these just make me realised that i just someone that causes all this problems, the sole/core of all this unhappiness...&lt;br /&gt;Always, after all unhappy thing i have encountered being with or without a group, i would just keep myself happy, cause there always alittle strength in me and make me believed in myself, but its only just alittle strength and dun noe how long i could hold on... This year was really not my year, thing wasnt going in my way and really had lots of problems...&lt;br /&gt;So for my upcoming years, i really hope that thing can get a whole lot better... and could find someone...&lt;br /&gt;Bond that might be stronger...Create a new legend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/R3Xw9MDPQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/Eb73VYJ_wD4/s1600-h/ray_of_light-733982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/R3Xw9MDPQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/Eb73VYJ_wD4/s200/ray_of_light-733982.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149286682965525362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-7388353589712852888?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/7388353589712852888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=7388353589712852888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7388353589712852888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7388353589712852888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/12/solitude.html' title='Solitude'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/R3Xw9MDPQ3I/AAAAAAAAABo/Eb73VYJ_wD4/s72-c/ray_of_light-733982.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-7231049443595723334</id><published>2007-12-21T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T23:03:01.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst! Worst day of my life! But also realised reality life</title><content type='html'>The day started when i need to go to school at 7.30 because of the secondary one orientation. When i reached school and saw all my bros (including me) in long pants... all look so smart... Then next our job was to direct the student and the parent, but the parent didnt want to sit and keep sticking with their child... when we ask them to sit they just nod their head and stand there again...diao... but overall the thing was good but just that my long pant was really warm!!!&lt;br /&gt;After that, Anton, Malz and i went to jun's house. Play there... play computer and play piano... After that went to find Bran, ask him whether he want to go and cycle with us, but he was too tired and doesnt want to go...&lt;br /&gt;Next, i went back to my house and change my clothes and went to ziyu house and request of borrowing their bicycle...went through lots of procedures to get the bicycle...&lt;br /&gt;We cycle our way to Sebawang where we have our lunch...&lt;br /&gt;Our journey continue as we ride our way to Sebawang beach, we play there and caught some crabs. Then our next station was to find Stella Chee, and she say she was at Ang Mo Ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GTG continue Tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-7231049443595723334?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/7231049443595723334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=7231049443595723334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7231049443595723334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7231049443595723334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/12/worst-worst-day-of-my-life-but-also.html' title='Worst! Worst day of my life! But also realised reality life'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-3871696882572895158</id><published>2007-11-07T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T23:38:46.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great teacher! Great Lessons!...</title><content type='html'>Today, after the lesson of halogen i kind of uncovered some of myself... it was indeed a really great lesson and some of us shed tears at the later part of the course. we did on quite alot of things this past two day and we discovered our true self in it, what Martin say was meaningful, interesting and facts of lifes... he taught us alot and we also absorb it... have a sharing time of our powerful and powerless time, happy and sad...sweet and bitter...  it make us recall lots and lots of things. what was most memorable was the video at the end about Mattie Stepanek, he was a 11 years old guy on 2001 that promote world peace... although suffering from a rare disease he live life to the fullest and had three wishes that was all granted... after that video it really knock me back to sense and learn to really cherished everyone... don't live with regret... tell your loved ones about how you feel about them... don't wait till the end as it will be too late... it was really a great video and Mattie ROX!!! i know others feel it too...&lt;br /&gt;To all the friends,buddies,teachers and everyone... thank you... thank you for what you all had done, with all those encouragements, scoldings and humans life and experience really make me think of lots of things... thx buddies for all the things we been through... memorable days, memorable times and memorable peoples... GREAT memories...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-3871696882572895158?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/3871696882572895158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=3871696882572895158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/3871696882572895158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/3871696882572895158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/11/great-teacher-great-lessons.html' title='Great teacher! Great Lessons!...'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-6075129105973967732</id><published>2007-11-06T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T22:14:20.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy memories and times...</title><content type='html'>Having  two post together today... lets talk about yesterday first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Having a BBQ at east coast... woke up at 9.. at about 10+ i online and finally all my buddies online... we were discussing on what time are we going to bran's house... 11.30 went out of the house cause need to meet jun as we dun wan to stay at home and we went to buy things... as i was the first to reached, i walked around causeway and finally i went to the entrance and see jun with his maid... the maid was carrying a pair of big roller blade and jun just walk light handed... 'abuse of maid:P'... after that we went to cold storage and we bought some drinks... at 12.30 we meet outside breadtalk and mal, sky and rach came. While we are waiting for qx we talk lots of craps..hahax... after receiving a call from qx and she told us to go ahead we went to bran's house. We went up and call him and he came out of the house with his ***** and we ask rach not to see...OMG...hahax... Finally we went down and lucky enough bran's dad drove us there... thx!... in the car, we had lots of fun... we talk and than sleep in it... about 45 mins we reached east coast and we walk towards the bicycle and the roller blade shop and i was at the dilemma whether  to rent the bicycle or the blade... after a deep thought i decided and took the blade, although it was 10 bucks it was quite ok... at the first i was abit clumsy but i got hold of it and play... jun, bran, mal, and i was playing around but i couldn't catch up as i wasn't quite good at it... when it was resting time i sat down and qx requested that she want to learn and i gave her the blade. she was very clumsy and she couldn't stand up and was on the verge of falling down... after a few mins i left her alone and when to the beach where sky and rach was and we started playing the sand, after that mal and jun came and we drew our names on the sand and it was really BIG... after that we went to bowling and bran, mal and sky were playing but that isn't there place and balls as they could not get the score and surprisingly sky got a strike at the last ball and emerge as the champion...  as they were starting there second game me, qx and israq went back to help and start the fire... when we were there and try to start the fire it took a long time for us to start it even when bran and the rest finished the match... shu yan also went to help us but it wasn't successful... and finally rennie's mom came and help us if not we need to eat raw food... when we were barbecuing we saw Mrs Tan but she wore the clothes that make us laugh... and they started to call her auntie... and at the time zi yu also got hurt as there was sand it her eyes... while we were barbecuing the others that didn't help went to grab the food and start to eat...ahhh... after talking to us Mrs Tan went back to her table where her family are and sq and rach went to the beach and talk some secrets... bran took his bic and cycle off to somewhere far along with mal... having fun time cooking the food and eat... at about 7 i went to gather them back and tell them that they can eat but i found no sign of mal and bran... at about 8 rach, jun, sky and myself when to Mrs Tan table and talk to her and play with her two child, Renna and Elliott and they were adorable... went talking to Elliott which was two years old... he was so soft that i lean my ear forward and listen to what he say... and guess what... he went to kiss me..OMG... that was sooo random and i was shock and cher told me that he don't anyhow kiss others one and the others was laughing... lol... and we went to talk food for them... Renna being the biggest at four years old and was bright loves rach and us... and she told cher that she like us...haha.. and went they were going rach want to carry Renna the last time but instead of carrying her Renna requested to hug her... so sweet... and cher want us to take pics... cher went to tell the others that she is going home but they were having their dinner at mac... after that bran and mal came back and saw that not much food was left and was quite angry... sry that never left some food for you all... they went to mac and join Mrs Tan... jun, sky, rach, stella and me went there too and we went to talk to them again... at about 9+ they wen t home and we went back to the pit except for bran, mal and sky... went back and saw zi yu still having sand in her eye and rennie parents brought her to the doctor... and we eat and eat... at about 9 something sarah came and she brought bee hoon for us... haha... so much food. clear up all the things at about 10 and we put out the fire that gave out poisonous gases... lol... after that bran's dad drove us back again... thx so much!!! and we talk inside and sleep and relax... haha... fun day... very memorable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Today&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;ok... keep it short... woke up at 8 assuming that it start at 9 but it was 10... reached school and we saw Martin... our instructor instead of Ling... but never mind he's good too... have our lunch break at about 11.45 and we went CWP to eat... ahhh... very rush... and we rush back to school as we thought we are going to be late and went we reached school the library wasn't opened... have lesson again... tea break at 3.10 and went to 883 to buy bubble tea... make it back to school late again...haiz..haha.. and watch a video... don't quite understand it. and jun wrote somethings soo good that Mr Martin want him to send him a copy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Overall, i think that the both day was exciting and fun... it was memorable too... learn something over these two days... time really wait no man and cherished everyone beside you, learn to forgive and forget... everyone have their mistake but learn from it and apply changes to it... no one is perfect and no one will ever be... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1051076224884002236-6075129105973967732?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/6075129105973967732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=6075129105973967732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6075129105973967732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/6075129105973967732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-memories-and-times_06.html' title='Happy memories and times...'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-8652374241147579994</id><published>2007-10-26T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:06:56.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep thoughts, Deeper moments, Deepest confusion</title><content type='html'>Don't know whats gone into me... feeling very lost, very tired of running already, really hope to have a long long break... however i know running away doesn't get me anywhere, i only seep into it deeper and deeper... but what can i do? i can't possibly sit down to think of a way, time seriously wait no man how long do i need to take? or should i just start with it right away, aiming aimlessly towards things... maybe i am in a dream that tell me what i am going to be if i still continue to do what i am doing (pinched* pinched*) NO! i am not in a dream, this is a reality, always want to be optimistic, but can i? facts is all infront of me, can't escape out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always knew that behind all darkness there will always be light, but i have been waiting for quite awhile but it doesn't seem to appear... Should i continue to wait for it? or should i make my own light, a light that can shine through all darkness and keep me going, but for everything, i need something in order to get the thing. where can i find the thing, what am i missing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envy all my friends around me, getting all high marks but all are not happy of what they got, kept complaining about how many marks to this, do well in this can score better in this, really can't take it anymore!!!NO MORE!!! stop it already, can you all? comparing your results and whining  about how much you all got... but can't you all just take pity on me... stop this already. shouldn't i be the one who do all this? all this whining, complaining, crying, moaning... what exactly should i or can i do?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really damn lost now, lost my sense of direction, lost myself, lost in this 'dream'. how could i get out of this? oh someone, please, please save me out of this nightmare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odd... shouldn't i be happy after exam, releasing such a heavy load... time really passes very fast. life of secondary three: should i be happy or sad? is it another nightmare or it is a start of something new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~("&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buddies&lt;/span&gt;")~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Really really cherished them alot, these are friends that is hard to find, no words could possibly described them... we been through quite alot and hope that this bond would not be broken... don't really know how to express my gratitude towards them... thanks really much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@(~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jun&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bran&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sky&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malz&lt;/span&gt;~)@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-8652374241147579994?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/8652374241147579994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=8652374241147579994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/8652374241147579994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/8652374241147579994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/10/deep-thoughts-deeper-moments-deepest.html' title='Deep thoughts, Deeper moments, Deepest confusion'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-8261088824168329451</id><published>2007-10-22T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T18:16:51.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What should we do?</title><content type='html'>Today, the secret was revealed... but all i could see is hurt and pain around them...somehow, she doesn't expect this to be happening. i also quite involve in it, seeing them like that really hurts but what can i do? whats going to happened? maybe i shouldn't even talk when i was there... maybe if he is the one revealing all this none of this incident would happen...whats she is doing now is screaming her head out and hope that this wasn't happening &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/Rxyao_ll9YI/AAAAAAAAABA/LcSUAJFrK3E/s1600-h/Ep10_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/Rxyao_ll9YI/AAAAAAAAABA/LcSUAJFrK3E/s200/Ep10_09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124140505095337346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, don't know whats going to happened this few days but hope its great, cause really don't want gaps in between hard for us and hard for them. what he wish was a happy ending...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/Rxycmvll9ZI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZSDTHhJfEJY/s1600-h/sakuraandsyoran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/Rxycmvll9ZI/AAAAAAAAABI/ZSDTHhJfEJY/s200/sakuraandsyoran.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124142665463887250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but now not sure if he is the Mr. Right cause he never got a reply and he assumed that he does not stand a chance... haiz really hate to see all this stupid things going on!!! stop it!!! no more!!! how i wish i could reverse time and stop all this from happening and even erase it from their mind so they forget about this... life will be different after this day? really hope that it will not happening if not there's only a choice...a choice that will would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/Rxye__ll9aI/AAAAAAAAABQ/348An1X08Bk/s1600-h/red+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/Rxye__ll9aI/AAAAAAAAABQ/348An1X08Bk/s200/red+card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124145298278839714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but from what i know, no matter whats the outcome, he will always want her to be happy... a smile on her face suits her the best/more then anyone...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/RxyhXfll9bI/AAAAAAAAABY/uDI6NZl0kgU/s1600-h/sakura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/RxyhXfll9bI/AAAAAAAAABY/uDI6NZl0kgU/s200/sakura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124147901029021106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-8261088824168329451?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/8261088824168329451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=8261088824168329451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/8261088824168329451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/8261088824168329451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-should-we-do.html' title='What should we do?'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/Rxyao_ll9YI/AAAAAAAAABA/LcSUAJFrK3E/s72-c/Ep10_09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-1936773245284925051</id><published>2007-10-18T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T20:22:43.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down and here are the savers......</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i was really down but dont really want to say it out. luckily Shi Qiang and Jun Liang were outside of my class and they console me, dont know why would i get 'the thing'!!! I am also very glad that Brandon even took out some of his time for going through his exam script and console me. very grateful to them all! best buddies forever!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/RxdP_fll9XI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jdz9hucZJPk/s1600-h/matttai3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/RxdP_fll9XI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jdz9hucZJPk/s200/matttai3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122651053386757490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-1936773245284925051?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/1936773245284925051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=1936773245284925051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/1936773245284925051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/1936773245284925051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/10/down-and-here-are-savers.html' title='Down and here are the savers......'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/RxdP_fll9XI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jdz9hucZJPk/s72-c/matttai3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-7898128467065425437</id><published>2007-10-11T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T09:56:41.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!TRUST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All i ever i wanted is a simple word: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(TRUST)&lt;/span&gt; but i simply cant get it, even from my VERY VERY BEST buddies! sometimes kind of find it meaningless without trust,  secret that arent allow to be spoken have been allow leak out, and ironically instead of finding others, their first suspect is me... cant believed that they could do this, feel damn hurt... and utterly disappointed. feeling of it is like a deep scar, deeply craved into your heart, no matter what you do also cant amend it. its not that i am a person full of grudge but all i need is just trust in everyone eyes, and why cant they give it to me?&lt;br /&gt;I watch them fall every time, i got my head in and watch them cry every time but dont wish that their hopes fades away every time.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ABOUT TRUST?&lt;br /&gt;you know they never want to hurt you......&lt;br /&gt;Life is always full of 'surprises' hope that they react with what i say, if not i really dont know what to do and feel that all is very meaningless......&lt;br /&gt;*****T&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rU5+&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/Rw45I_ll9WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/25a6Pj25Zno/s1600-h/sakura+hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/Rw45I_ll9WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/25a6Pj25Zno/s200/sakura+hope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120092653037679970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-7898128467065425437?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/7898128467065425437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=7898128467065425437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7898128467065425437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7898128467065425437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/10/trust.html' title='!TRUST!'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/Rw45I_ll9WI/AAAAAAAAAAw/25a6Pj25Zno/s72-c/sakura+hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-5947002278184556814</id><published>2007-10-09T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:20:07.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam, Exam and Exam</title><content type='html'>Nowadays noticed that lots of people were very stressful due to examination, all assuming that they are going to flung their work... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Hope and fate would not find you, you are the only one that can find your own hope or fate.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, ever wonder if 'Failure is the start of a success'? seriously i don't think that this sentence is true, now at this time you are only given a chance, if you miss it then that it! don't know if it is a good thing to learn from your mistake as only a chance i given... try to take note of people around you that cares for you and cherish them.&lt;br /&gt;its very difficult now to find a group of friends that you could really share things out, its very lucky as i did have one, but the thing is i think i did not really treat them well. somehow i think that i should not be at that very place, at that very moment, cause i am not needed in there. sometimes think that i am annoying to be in there and hope to get up, but luckily they did not think that way, glad to have them as my best friends! :P&lt;br /&gt;Below is a picture of hope you could get when you lose them:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/RwucDfll9VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/j5uZ6mepuIE/s1600-h/4digivice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/RwucDfll9VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/j5uZ6mepuIE/s200/4digivice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119356985269417298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This remind me of my friends help i could get from them, really really thank them... never will i forget about them......PAP ROX!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/RwubPfll9UI/AAAAAAAAAAg/U7zwn-kghlQ/s1600-h/4digivice.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-5947002278184556814?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/5947002278184556814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=5947002278184556814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/5947002278184556814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/5947002278184556814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/10/exam-exam-and-exam.html' title='Exam, Exam and Exam'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/RwucDfll9VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/j5uZ6mepuIE/s72-c/4digivice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-4909853857694366841</id><published>2007-09-23T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T20:31:00.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distress And Have Fun</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, woke up at 9, and prepare for going to the library to have a mass study there. leave at about 9.50, ahhh going to be late, luckily all of them are late too. reached library at 10.10 and saw He Sing, standing outside and wait for his friends, asked him whether he saw anyone and he told me that Bran just went up:P went up and saw Candice and Bran talking together, afterwards Jun came and followed Rach then Qiang then Axe. study till 12.30, and we decided to go for our lunch. went to food court to eat as there were six of us we should buy things in pair, but instead we got pair, triplet and one, and that was Bran that as eating duck rice, haiz, sry for not following him... after that is our drinks, Bran, me, jun and Qiang we bought Root Beer float and Axe and Candice bought a cup of mango juice that was much more smaller then ours that cost about 2.80 o.O siao right? so expensive... after the drinks i was stupid to ask whether to go to the movies or Timezone all wanted me to pay.... we went back to study and met Zi Han then and study Chemistry and read some comics, He Sing came and sat next to us. crack out some jokes that made us laugh crazily. at about 5.30 we all wanted to leave as we study for about 8 hours, Zi Han, Qiang, Axe, Candice and Bran go home... we waited for Rach till 7, she was think whether to go or not. while we were wiating for the MRT this is what we took as we want to show it to bran and he loves clouds: &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/RvZa2vll9RI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IOx-l7vUuEA/s1600-h/Scenery+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/RvZa2vll9RI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IOx-l7vUuEA/s320/Scenery+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113374323459355922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach Sebawang at 7.30 and waited for Rach till 8.30, she was actually already in the beach at 7.30. then she came to the playground and we called her then she saw us, super blur. after that we went to play and we took out all our food, before our arrival she was actually talking to a uncle that was fishing there. this was a picture of candles that make up the name of Rach as we make it for her, how we wish Bran was there as we got burned many times in making this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/RvZcUfll9TI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P7YkLrgFJfg/s1600-h/Rachel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/RvZcUfll9TI/AAAAAAAAAAY/P7YkLrgFJfg/s320/Rachel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113375934072091954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we play wit hsand and water and about 9.30 Rahc went home and left the two of us on the beach. it was super boring there and we started to collect stones and as we dig, we started to dig hole, a very big hole and let the water in. it took us quite a long time as it was quite difficult but we dig the hole and we sat in it as the wave come the water was so cool and relaxing. after playing till 11.30 we decided that we should go and change and we took out our clothes and twisted out the water, without wearing our clothes as we were rushing we go to the toilet half-naked and jun was feeling very weird as it was his first time running around without any clothes.LOL. while we were changing Jun's bro or mom or maid called him, we were told that his bro called Qiang then called my dad and it is like everyone thought that we were missing as we did not pick up our phone we didnt even heard it as we were busily playing. we also got noticed that Rach was worried because she couldnt contact us... haiz. at about 11.30 we board the bus and then take MRT to woodlands and took bus home...&lt;br /&gt;It was quick a boring day as there were only three people in the beach and left with the two of us, hope that next time more people will be allow to go. 9 more days to exam!!! Unleashed it now!!!!AHHHHHH..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-4909853857694366841?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/4909853857694366841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=4909853857694366841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/4909853857694366841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/4909853857694366841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/09/distress-and-have-fun.html' title='Distress And Have Fun'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4mISCNanUqg/RvZa2vll9RI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IOx-l7vUuEA/s72-c/Scenery+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051076224884002236.post-1738878133031371033</id><published>2007-09-17T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T21:35:55.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam! 14 days... got ca2 marks quite dissapointed</title><content type='html'>today i got back my CA2 result slip, although i did improved but i was quite disappointed of myself as i didnt do up to my expectation, looking around me, friends with higher marks and got quite depressed. maybe i didnt unleashed the true potential in me or i am just imagine maybe this is all i could do...&lt;br /&gt;want to go for counseling maybe i put too much stress on myself, always felt that there is something wrong with me somethings, cant talk much about it.&lt;br /&gt;Never Mind! must buck up on my SA which is quite heavy in my result jia you jia you jia you!!!&lt;br /&gt;Unleashed the power in me and find the light in my heart ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-1738878133031371033?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/1738878133031371033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=1738878133031371033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/1738878133031371033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/1738878133031371033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/09/exam-14-days-got-ca2-marks-quite.html' title='Exam! 14 days... got ca2 marks quite dissapointed'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-8368720894858379737</id><published>2007-09-14T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T13:37:01.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of stress arose...</title><content type='html'>life is really something you experience it then you will know its true meaning.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it might not be a good experience but the thing is, you must learn to let go... maybe letting go may just be the solution. dont ever let yourself fall into an endless hole that might be the nightmare of your life, seeping deep in your heart, dont really wish to let go, this scar would not heal by itself unless you put medicine on it, change of destiny is right in your hand, its not fated just change it as you have the ability to. dont ever regret what you had done, do what you think that is right, follow your heart is the cure, letting it go may just get happiness, a scar you dont want may just fade away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-8368720894858379737?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/8368720894858379737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=8368720894858379737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/8368720894858379737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/8368720894858379737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/09/start-of-stress-arose.html' title='Start of stress arose...'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-2423316036571430919</id><published>2007-08-31T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T20:40:12.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You! Mrs Hariz and Mrs Tan</title><content type='html'>Thank you so much for your enlightenment, i am feeling much better now. luckily you all came in time as no words could really describe my feeling at the time, thanks shi qiang and jun liang too as you encourage me. thanks i will never forget you all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-2423316036571430919?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/2423316036571430919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=2423316036571430919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/2423316036571430919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/2423316036571430919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/08/thank-you-mrs-hariz-and-mrs-tan.html' title='Thank You! Mrs Hariz and Mrs Tan'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-4218670577302541724</id><published>2007-08-27T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T21:57:09.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel Birthday... having lots of fun</title><content type='html'>On 25 Aug, sat was actually Rachel bd our plan is that we meet at CWP at 12.30. in the end, our plan was delay cos of some ppl that was late! after that we took the Mrt to yishun country club.&lt;br /&gt;we went there and some of us play pool, we waited the pool table for very long as the other table was spoiled and the guy playing was so rich that he kept taking out money after a game and we waited for one an hour before we could get that table finally...&lt;br /&gt;during our waiting Stella and Zaff came, Stella bought cakes for us while Zaff bought a simple card for Rachel due to lack of time. so after a few rounds of pool for teaching Rach how to play by the pro Jun, brandon treat Zaff to a bowling match and there are three players Zaff, Brandon and Rach. they were quite clumsy but Zaff was the pro.. in the game.&lt;br /&gt;immediately after the game we went to Northpoint and have our dinner, while they are having their dinner Stella and i went to buy cakes for Rach as she have a voucher of Cold storage and we bought Saraa lee cake, some corn flakes and whipped cream. out the storage we took out all the things and started to put it into the cake and i put lots of cream, on the way i took out some of the flakes and eat...&lt;br /&gt;while we were on the way to the food court we saw Rachel and she saw the cake! we quickly turn back and we waited for her to come out of the toilet which was about 20 mins and the cream of the cake melted...&lt;br /&gt;Stella was quite impatient le so she tell Brandon and the rest when Rachel is back stay there and make her seated. when we received the call we go into the food court and find them not in it. at the time she was very furious and she call Brandon and when we saw them she and Brandon started a Debate session and both of then kept shouting. finally they stop cos the care bout Rach and we went back in to have the cake but i put too much cream on it which you can see in the pic below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(110, 109, 109);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(158, 158, 158);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(110, 109, 109);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(110, 109, 109);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(158, 158, 158);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(110, 109, 109);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(110, 109, 109);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(158, 158, 158);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(110, 109, 109);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(158, 158, 158);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(158, 158, 158);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 344px; height: 295px;" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e100/kenji93/RachelCuttingCake-1.jpg" border="0" height="601" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after the cake which taste quite nice we set off to Sebawang Beach which is actually the destination of east coast but its too late we drop off at Sebawang and the '3 evil lame girls' went home so it was left with Rach, Zaff, Stella, Kenji, Brandon and me the six of us. we took 812 to the beach, on the way we sang lots of songs and they play with ants...&lt;br /&gt;we reach and we went to play we thought that Rach and Stella was gone and we have no idea that they were playing in the playground. Brandon and i went to test out the 'Relightable candle' that did not quite relight on the first few trys but we need to relight the candles which is quite ironic. but at last we figure out and we know how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;while we were playing happily Zaff and Stella went back home respectively and left with the four of us Rach, Kenji, Brandon and i which was how we started when we reach CWP we playing happily in the sea and we were like crazy putting sand on our hand making it heavy so that we could not take out and Kenji was playing in the sand and made Rach shout.&lt;br /&gt;at about 11.30 we settled down and we sang a proper BD song for Rach and we relax...&lt;br /&gt;Rach went to change so it left with Bran, Ken and me and the tide was very strong so Ken went to test out the water which causes him to have cramps...&lt;br /&gt;after we all change we went to a table and we asked Rach to open her present and we were glad that she was like and we missed to take a photo of the expression of her face when she opened it. her dad and mom plus her sis came wish really looks like Rach and they went home. it was going 12 and luckily Bran's dad agreed of sending us home and we were very grateful as we could not find any buses at the time. when i reached home i had a 1 hr bath cos i need to wash out the sand in the pants and shirt. Had a great day hope this stays with me every time every night... and looking forward if this event continue...          &lt;span style="color: rgb(110, 109, 109);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(158, 158, 158);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(110, 109, 109);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(110, 109, 109);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(158, 158, 158);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(110, 109, 109);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(110, 109, 109);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(158, 158, 158);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(110, 109, 109);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(158, 158, 158);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(158, 158, 158);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1051076224884002236-4218670577302541724?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/4218670577302541724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=4218670577302541724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/4218670577302541724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/4218670577302541724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/08/rachel-birthday-having-lots-of-fun.html' title='Rachel Birthday... having lots of fun'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-7624266091100602394</id><published>2007-08-24T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T11:48:44.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being an intelligent gurl/guy isn't as easy or simple as you think....</title><content type='html'>Sometimes just think that y am i the only prefect that is out of that class... i am so useless cant even make myself study harder keep playing computer games. maybe i should   have faith in myself... but where do you think i gonna get all those!&lt;br /&gt;sometimes being that 'intelligent' isn't a great thing at all, keep getting stress all over getting quite emo nowadays,   dun noe why must we ever grow up but sometimes grown ups may be better but when it is better you could only live for a few more years. at the blink of eye its already twenty or thirty years time passes far but hurt doesn't it stick to your heart so for a year or so but some just haunt you down all your life! really wonder should i be happy or what someone just tell me why are we in this world with pain, hurt or anything you doesn't want. searching for the light in my heart dun even noe when would i get out of this dark tunnel, if i got out will it be a gd thing or should i just stay inside? sufferings everywhere you could get family problems, sch works, frens, just stress... where do i get all this out or should i just let it seep into my heart. sometimes really wanna cry in sch like in Mr Fato's (maybe wrong spelling) class how could they do those thing to him? really useless of me not help a guy that is old enough be our grandfather. like what our form teacher say we are worst then scums so disappointed with all of us. rite after that was eng lesson he came in, instead of scolding us he came in and praised us, how forgiving can he be! i was on the verge of crying when he told us that he doesn't want us to get scolded but  he wanted us to be more responsible with our own actions. with this i broke down into tears keep dripping   like a loosen tap. he was the second teacher that made me cried no idea how great he was.&lt;br /&gt;i also hate myself for 'mistreating' Mrs tan last year, this years she was my teacher too, during classes she got 'bullied' by those idiots in class hate me for not standing up for her... maybe cos i didn't even want to care bout myself.&lt;br /&gt;times passes really doesn't want people beside me to get hurt rather seeing them as happy as before, must be in lots pressure to be in the first class, pressures from teacher and sch but do you think you all are the only ones suffering never imagine wat people around you felt. other classes are also having problems not just because we are not in the class we do not experience pressure you all are feeling. do you all ever think that all this people suffer more ?  try being scolded by you parent saying you stupider than other. lots of ppl are also suffering!&lt;br /&gt;not saying all this because of my own selfishness but y so stupid hiding everything inside of you having the idea of killing yourself! sometimes don't you all know that saying out to ppl that care to you is much more better better then others guessing wat are you thinking. admit that i also keep things to myself but really hate that, someday we may blow .&lt;br /&gt;To: P'family and other P we are a big family having problems dun mind sharing it out? especially to P'family, notice that we have lots of stress.&lt;br /&gt;wish everyday was as happy as it could ever been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-7624266091100602394?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/7624266091100602394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=7624266091100602394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7624266091100602394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/7624266091100602394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/08/being-intelligent-gurlguy-isnt-as-easy.html' title='Being an intelligent gurl/guy isn&apos;t as easy or simple as you think....'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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-1051076224884002236.post-3401398056659808953</id><published>2007-06-27T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T19:51:18.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating this new blog!</title><content type='html'>Just started this blog, never know whats going to happen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1051076224884002236-3401398056659808953?l=bond-with-hope.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/feeds/3401398056659808953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1051076224884002236&amp;postID=3401398056659808953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/3401398056659808953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1051076224884002236/posts/default/3401398056659808953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bond-with-hope.blogspot.com/2007/06/creating-this-new-blog.html' title='Creating this new blog!'/><author><name>Looking deep inside me...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01106413606195233355</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>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
