<?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-7472896032272182788</id><updated>2011-09-16T00:26:26.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purr- fect Feline</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-3246954811291286557</id><published>2010-12-19T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T13:33:49.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time After Time - Cyndi Lauper</title><content type='html'>Song randomly popped in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Dark Metal, erratic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pr"E"y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fever that keeps burning and will never subside&lt;br /&gt;A chill that wraps around so tightly every night&lt;br /&gt;Memories that diminishes bit by bit along every passing time&lt;br /&gt;Sensations desensitized&lt;br /&gt;Line of thoughts got blocked&lt;br /&gt;Shattered pieces that could never be retrieved&lt;br /&gt;In state of unrest&lt;br /&gt;Unable to attain equilibrium&lt;br /&gt;Lifeless eyes that see nothing but preys&lt;br /&gt;Feasting upon negativity to fill up the empty soul&lt;br /&gt;Never satiated, hungry and cold&lt;br /&gt;Solo, Lone, Independent, Proud&lt;br /&gt;Demon hiding in an Angel shell&lt;br /&gt;Beware, Oh beware&lt;br /&gt;Let's Visit Wonderland~  &lt;br /&gt;Too late to run, Bewitch and Enchanted&lt;br /&gt;Take joy in entrapment&lt;br /&gt;Smoldering pangs of hunger&lt;br /&gt;Beware, Oh beware&lt;br /&gt;Oh Master, Beware~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-3246954811291286557?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/3246954811291286557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=3246954811291286557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/3246954811291286557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/3246954811291286557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-after-time-cyndi-lauper.html' title='Time After Time - Cyndi Lauper'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-5269260514323471213</id><published>2010-11-23T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T12:07:01.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Passed, Leaving Behind</title><content type='html'>Gradually forgotten alot of things that were once important to me.&lt;br /&gt;Once an impossible task but everything was already left hanging and stuck.&lt;br /&gt;Questions I never had the courage to ask.&lt;br /&gt;Would it have made a difference if I did?&lt;br /&gt;A fist that was held clenched and never loosened.&lt;br /&gt;Opened up to unveal nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I start to wonder of your existence.&lt;br /&gt;Did our picture frames ever adjoint?&lt;br /&gt;Places I've been too. Seem to have been or yet to been?&lt;br /&gt;A yesterday I remembered so clearly. &lt;br /&gt;Did Yesterday really happened? &lt;br /&gt;A provoking pain that never stopped bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;It has left or have I gotten numb and unfeeling.&lt;br /&gt;It's the latter. I'm stronger than before.&lt;br /&gt;What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger.&lt;br /&gt;However its so depressing. Lost the essence of being part human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-5269260514323471213?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/5269260514323471213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=5269260514323471213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/5269260514323471213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/5269260514323471213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-passed-leaving-behind.html' title='Time Passed, Leaving Behind'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-3256040953115490157</id><published>2010-10-27T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T00:27:25.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden  Words</title><content type='html'>Random Thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never say "I Love You" to anyone if you cannot love a person from beginning till the end. A man(referring to human both male and female) must be responsible for his/her words and actions. Eating your own words will decay the purest heart and give birth to a tainted soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pure soul and heart is neither gullible nor naive. It is the most holy, as pure as a new born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking a trust, is the birth of more evils and degeneration to come. Distortion becomes the facet for one to compete for survival. (in all aspects of life) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only FOOLS think that their sins can be purified, redeemed or lessened by believing and following some imaginary human figure. A sinner will always be a sinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light is Dark and Dark is Light, because they coexist. Truth is Lie and Lie is Truth, it's just a matter of perception of the majority.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-3256040953115490157?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/3256040953115490157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=3256040953115490157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/3256040953115490157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/3256040953115490157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2010/10/forbidden-words.html' title='Forbidden  Words'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-2542749255263830095</id><published>2010-10-25T23:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T23:50:39.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching Out to Grasp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TMWmuKnhF8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/pR55jBwPWdc/s1600/peter+ho_Cloud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TMWmuKnhF8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/pR55jBwPWdc/s320/peter+ho_Cloud.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532011029348816834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another dream. What was I dreaming? I couldn't remember. &lt;br /&gt;I was reaching out my hand, but in a dilemma whether to grasp on.&lt;br /&gt;Yet another tear escaped without control.&lt;br /&gt;What was I dreaming again? &lt;br /&gt;Tearing silently to myself in the moment when emotions hit me.&lt;br /&gt;What was I feeling then?&lt;br /&gt;If I had held on, would it make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;Is it too late to reach out or grasp on anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Lately I kept thinking. Why do I keep having these distraughting dreams?&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my ability to cry with a conscious mind.&lt;br /&gt;I know it. Crying won't bring back anything.&lt;br /&gt;Suppressing myself too much? Stressing out at work?&lt;br /&gt;Falling sleepy easily and falling into deeper sleep more often and longer hours.&lt;br /&gt;Am I escaping? Am I dying?&lt;br /&gt;Searching for a cure. Although I don't know what will remedy.&lt;br /&gt;I am a bird in search of the limitless sky?&lt;br /&gt;Once I had a sky, I thought I could fly freely.&lt;br /&gt;I met a cloud, which really fascinated me.&lt;br /&gt;Followed and followed but the cloud eventually dissipated.&lt;br /&gt;Chasing and searching aimlessly for the missing cloud.&lt;br /&gt;Another bird flew by. Showed me a tree hole where I can perch on to watch the sky.&lt;br /&gt;But I was not satisfied. I did not share the same ideal.&lt;br /&gt;Watching was not contenting for me. I had to fly. &lt;br /&gt;I know clouds come and go, but I'm still so fascinated by clouds.&lt;br /&gt;Always changing. Always moving. Around me. Protecting me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-2542749255263830095?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/2542749255263830095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=2542749255263830095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/2542749255263830095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/2542749255263830095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2010/10/reaching-out-to-grasp.html' title='Reaching Out to Grasp'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TMWmuKnhF8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/pR55jBwPWdc/s72-c/peter+ho_Cloud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-2362944274999888934</id><published>2010-10-10T22:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T23:26:17.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你不知到的事 by 王力宏</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zvUsOXNPVxo&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;蝴蝶眨几次眼睛 才学会飞行   &lt;br /&gt;夜空洒满了星星 但几颗会落地&lt;br /&gt;我飞行 但你坠落之际       &lt;br /&gt;很靠近 还听见呼吸          &lt;br /&gt;对不起 我却没捉紧你&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;你不知道我为什么离开你      &lt;br /&gt;我坚持不能说放任你哭泣      &lt;br /&gt;你的泪滴像 倾盆大雨        &lt;br /&gt;碎了满地 在心里清晰       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不知道我为什么狠下心       &lt;br /&gt;盘旋在你看不见的高空里     &lt;br /&gt;多的是 你不知道的事        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蝴蝶眨几次眼睛 才学会飞行  &lt;br /&gt;夜空洒满了星星 但几颗会落地&lt;br /&gt;我飞行 但你坠落之际       &lt;br /&gt;很靠近 还听见呼吸       &lt;br /&gt;对不起 我却没捉紧你      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不知道我为什么离开你&lt;br /&gt;我坚持不能说放任你哭泣&lt;br /&gt;你的泪滴像 倾盆大雨 &lt;br /&gt;碎了满地 在心里清晰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不知道我为什么狠下心&lt;br /&gt;盘旋在你看不见的高空里&lt;br /&gt;多的是 你不知道的事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我飞行 但你坠落之际&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不知道我为什么离开你&lt;br /&gt;我坚持不能说放任你哭泣&lt;br /&gt;你的泪滴像 倾盆大雨&lt;br /&gt;碎了满地 在心里清晰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你不知道我为什么狠下心&lt;br /&gt;盘旋在你看不见的高空里&lt;br /&gt;多的是 你不知道的事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My take at translating these beautiful lyrics. Thank you for guiding Puma home with this song. I will remember this for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times does a butterfly blink&lt;br /&gt;Before it learns to fly?&lt;br /&gt;Countless stars scattered across the night sky, &lt;br /&gt;but how many will fall?&lt;br /&gt;Even as I soared while you descended&lt;br /&gt;It's so close I can still hear you breathe&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I couldn't hold on to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;You didn't know why I had to leave you&lt;br /&gt;Even though I couldn't bear to let you cry&lt;br /&gt;Your tears overflowed like a downpour&lt;br /&gt;Shattering the grounds, piercing my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't know why I had to be cruel &lt;br /&gt;Keeping my distance and staying out of sight&lt;br /&gt;There is just so much, that you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as I moved on while you fell apart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-2362944274999888934?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/2362944274999888934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=2362944274999888934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/2362944274999888934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/2362944274999888934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2010/10/by.html' title='你不知到的事 by 王力宏'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-8671295206642487364</id><published>2010-09-16T00:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T02:46:10.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love means Love, Hate means Hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TJEOYzHcYDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MhIVzyoc0I0/s1600/Sakuragi.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TJEOYzHcYDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MhIVzyoc0I0/s320/Sakuragi.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517206837706645554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it but after so many year I still LOVE HANAMICHI SAKURAGI from the manga SlamDunk. Oh Boy, he is jus too adorable. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His child-like innocence, perseverance and straight-forward character really made him stood out as a main character in SLAMDUNK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so likable~~ *pinches his cheek* If I needed a friend to go crazy with, it will definitely be him. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mixture of silliness, pride, violence and gluttony only made his character more animated and lively. Reading SLAMDUNK back then in secondary school, he was really a source of motivation to me. He does have wonderful traits&lt;br /&gt;we can learn from. Never Give Up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TJD7DXp22nI/AAAAAAAAADE/OF4mllZ2tLI/s1600/Flame.of.Recca.255718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TJD7DXp22nI/AAAAAAAAADE/OF4mllZ2tLI/s320/Flame.of.Recca.255718.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517185578836613746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HANABISHI RECCA is just a normal and simple boy, nothing specially attractive or cute compared to SAKURAGI, but nevertheless, he has captured my heart too. It all began with his unique ability to conjure flames out of no where. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it was due to the 9 dragons that cohabited in his body. A ninja boy from another dimension whose tribe has the special ability to conjure flames. These 9 dragons in his body are pretty much souls of his ancestors and father who had incompleted task or longings to kins which caused them to tranform into these fire dragons. *ok, I will stop here before I retell the whole manga*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fascinated by his unique ability and the dragons' power. Well as the manga progressed, the mangaka did improve his drawing on Recca. Boyish, determined and focused looking boy with a dash of cat-like cuteness. Was so capitvated by these burning flames of his that decided to name myself after him and then now I'm Recca too.~^^~ His passion and drive to conquer mountain after mountain is similar to that of SAKURAGI's too. Perhaps that's why I love him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TJD_ue_axhI/AAAAAAAAADM/wxYKqIT-eUE/s1600/Ginta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TJD_ue_axhI/AAAAAAAAADM/wxYKqIT-eUE/s320/Ginta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517190717586982418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now GINTA here is drawn by the same manga artist as Flame of Recca, thus the resemblance. This could be one of the reasons I got attracted to him too. Let's say, Ginta is the younger and mini version of Recca. Coupled with his extremely cute cat-like face, I just fell in love immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more, I really love reading books and manga's related to fantasy. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;MÄR &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;just blew me off my feet. The rich display of creativity in the transformation of his weapon made me just fall deeper in LOVE with him. Again another character with the never say die attitude. It's something that really attracts me. I kept a tail back in my school days because I was so inspired by his hairstyle. Well for those who play FF7 or know Advert Child will notice he has this Cloud-like hair style too. Oh yea and that bring me to my next favourite character, he is none other than CLOUD STRIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TJEDvP-AvZI/AAAAAAAAADU/mqrmwbpy9Xg/s1600/230px-CloudStrifeAC.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TJEDvP-AvZI/AAAAAAAAADU/mqrmwbpy9Xg/s320/230px-CloudStrifeAC.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517195128780930450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this guy too. *whispers* He is on my desktop display at my&lt;br /&gt;workplace. =D I stare at him everyday and he looks cooling back at me in those cool shades of his. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I started to notice him was because of his buster sword. My NUMBER ONE favourite weapon in all the FF series. I remember the days back in  JC... erm... I kept doodling him and his sword on every table I sat at. His cool composure and baby-like innocent faced is definitely A* for me. Besides he has this special aura emitting from him, this mysterious sadness in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, he too, tries his very best, gives his 100% or more to and commits to his task. Just like Jay Chou's song, "认真的男人最魅力".&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I've become his captive too.&lt;br /&gt;Cloud looks so bishie, if I could I would wanna look like him like this every other day, though I think my hair will give way and fall off due to the bleaching and crazy loads of hair product. Not to mention, the time needed to stylized this hairdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TJEH-ZN-1RI/AAAAAAAAADc/bDOYX_xngwY/s1600/squall_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TJEH-ZN-1RI/AAAAAAAAADc/bDOYX_xngwY/s320/squall_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517199787008382226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SQUALL LEONHEART! What's his attraction? I tell you it's the scar on his face. And he looks most particularly attractive and sexy in this post with his gunblade and half face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, a gunblade is my 2nd favourite weapon in FF. The least cool weapon in FF history i would say it's the microphones... in FFX-2 songstress sphere.  He may have a cool, clam composure and whatever attitude but at the end of the day he still aces his missions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TJEOL_27WaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bB-doVeAK7Y/s1600/kenshin_samurai_x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TJEOL_27WaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/bB-doVeAK7Y/s320/kenshin_samurai_x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517206617788733858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speak of a man with scar on his face, RUROUNI KENSHIN is another hot guy not to miss. Flaming red hair, emotionless and cold poker face and his secret almighty and powerful sword techniques that slowly weakens his petite little body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely another man with a mission, plays the bad guy for the sake of a revolution. Maker of peace or harbinger of Death? I let you decide for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TJENpFLUWoI/AAAAAAAAADs/niKP2aqvtcQ/s1600/akira-hotaru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TJENpFLUWoI/AAAAAAAAADs/niKP2aqvtcQ/s320/akira-hotaru.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517206017921014402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ok, nothing to do with red hair or scars anymore but the samurai-fetish. Yes, I love the samurai costumes.&lt;br /&gt;AKIRA and HOUTARU are my favourites in the series Samurai Deeper Kyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akira is special because he blinded himself to climb greater heights and it's amazing how he could duel so well despite being blind. His technique "梦冰月天" (a skill similar to frozen prison, encase something in ice) is so beautiful and merciless. He is acts like an ice man, but deep down hot-blooded and passionate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houtaru is a dreamy and sleepy fellow but way more heartless, cruel and stubborn than Akira. Skills are on par with Akira or maybe better. What attracted me to him was his use of flame in his battling techniques. "Hellflame" and even fire phoenix. Also, the use of "blood mask", similar to a ritual to power up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least all these guys share the ultimate same traits of passion and perseverance + super good looks, that's why  I LOVE LOVE LOVE them~!  I ended up writting so much. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-8671295206642487364?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/8671295206642487364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=8671295206642487364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8671295206642487364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8671295206642487364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-means-love-hate-means-hate.html' title='Love means Love, Hate means Hate'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TJEOYzHcYDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MhIVzyoc0I0/s72-c/Sakuragi.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-3331996153655253742</id><published>2010-09-14T21:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T23:08:24.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dishonest Food Vendor with Bad Customer Service in Changi Village Food Centre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TI-Mh2TCP6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/j-GwRD_S6v4/s1600/3+egg++vege.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TI-Mh2TCP6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/j-GwRD_S6v4/s320/3+egg++vege.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516782581691072418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     3 kind of egg vegetable Dish 三王蛋元菜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TI9-6tg9BAI/AAAAAAAAACk/ksnbkTG8E-A/s1600/IMG_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TI9-6tg9BAI/AAAAAAAAACk/ksnbkTG8E-A/s320/IMG_0512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516767615667471362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TI9-7A_xbSI/AAAAAAAAACs/eeWWDoWWvFI/s1600/IMG_0513+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TI9-7A_xbSI/AAAAAAAAACs/eeWWDoWWvFI/s320/IMG_0513+edit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516767620897008930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TI9-6LnWCaI/AAAAAAAAACc/xUdiuQCUQ6w/s1600/14092010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TI9-6LnWCaI/AAAAAAAAACc/xUdiuQCUQ6w/s320/14092010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516767606567471522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's dinner time, so I met up with my family for dinner and we decided to go the Changi Village's Food Centre which was nearest to my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the first time we have been here to have a meal, but it will definitely be out last time patronizing this stall. The stall's location is as stated above on the receipt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Changi Seafood Crab Specialist&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blk 3 Changi Village Road #01-63&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore 500003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The first time we had out dinner at the exact same stall was about 2 months ago. It was an unpleasant experience because we were bugged constantly to foot the bill throughout the course of our meal. My  family and I couldn't even have our meal in peace. So my father questioned about their "bad service", and so their reply was quite acceptable and reasonable as they had incidents with customers who ran off after the meal without paying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*we are extremely tolerant and reasonable people*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 other groups of Chinese patrons who were seated at the neighbouring tables were so pissed off with the incessant bugging from the waitress that they paid their bills and stormed off leaving the food untouched on the table. Those food looked expensive, there were shells, prawns, crabs, BBQ sambal stingray and other seafood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's second encounter with the similar service standards, or even worst, really left a horrible impression on me. Yes, they hurried us to foot the bill immediately again upon having done serving the dishes we ordered. If they were so worried, they could have changed the system to paying right after we ordered our food but they didn't. They chose to interrupt in the middle of our meal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This action is considered a taboo in chinese customs as it indirectly implies that the stall owner looks down on their customers, and seemingly suggesting that the patrons are poor and they can't pay up or they will run off after having eaten the meal. Now do you understand why the previous 2 groups of chinese patrons left in anger. Their way of customer service is insensitive to the traditional chinese cultures and customs. Ironically, the food stall belongs to a Chinese. Perhaps some modern Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the taboo to chinese customs, it's common sense and basic manners and etiquette to not interrupt others when they are having a meal... You learn that in kindergartens!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so my dad looks through the receipt and lo and behold!!!! $15 for a plate of stir fry Chinese spinach with wolfberries. Now my dad questions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" It says here on the receipt that it's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;三王蛋元菜 (a vegetable dish cooked with normal egg, salted egg and century egg).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having stir fry vegetable with wolfberries here *points* Did you make a mistake?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waitress said, " Oh it's cooked using the essence of the 3 kinds of egg!! So it's still 三王蛋元菜!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was HORRIFIED!! She was lying blatantly before me!! And I retorted, " Do you even see ANY TRACE of EGGS in there?" *stare WIDED EYE at the waitress* So they came up with a new and futuristic way of cooking eggs in their shell and yet squeezed the essence of the egg out or did they change it to hard boiled egg, hard boiled salted egg and hard boiled century egg and reused and kept it in a soup stock?? &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/LAPPYU%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;Please google a picture of a 3 egg spinach dish,and in any vaguest picture you can see the 3 kinds of EGGS!!! (look at the picture I googled right at the top)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replies, " but the chef says it's 三王蛋元菜, so it is." Yea,  someone else might have ordered it but definately not us and we did not order nor ate that dish and we still had to pay up that extra $9 for the bogus dish. And you know what, the Hor Fun which cost only $6 had sliced fish, sotong, prawn and meat. I would have shoved them into their graves if my dad hadn't stopped me. * I have Authorized authoritative power*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The issue here isn't paying the extra money, but how dishonest and unscrupulous these stall holders get now just to cheat the money out of their customers. Remember the Famous Tiger Prawn incident at Novena Food?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at the least if you want to venture into a service industry which depend heavily on customers, make your customers happy. Only good food won't keep us. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Learn the etiquette and be careful of taboos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/7472896032272182788-3331996153655253742?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/3331996153655253742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=3331996153655253742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/3331996153655253742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/3331996153655253742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2010/09/dishonest-food-stall-with-bad-customer.html' title='Dishonest Food Vendor with Bad Customer Service in Changi Village Food Centre'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/TI-Mh2TCP6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/j-GwRD_S6v4/s72-c/3+egg++vege.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-1816108763930063129</id><published>2010-07-29T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T00:51:51.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you meet me half way - Black Eyed Peas</title><content type='html'>Can you meet me half way (I'll meet you halfway)&lt;br /&gt;Right at the boarderline&lt;br /&gt;That's where i'm gonna wait, for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be lookin out, night n'day&lt;br /&gt;Took my heart to the limit, and this is where i'll stay&lt;br /&gt;I can't go any further then this&lt;br /&gt;I want you so bad it's my only wish&lt;br /&gt;I can't go any further then this&lt;br /&gt;I want you so bad it's my only wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's walk the bridge, to the other side&lt;br /&gt;Just you and I (just you and I)&lt;br /&gt;I will fly, i'll fly the skies, for you and I (for you and I)&lt;br /&gt;I will try, until I die, for you and i, for you and i, for for you and i,&lt;br /&gt;For for you and i, for for you and i, for you and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you meet me half way&lt;br /&gt;Can you meet me half way&lt;br /&gt;Can you meet me half way&lt;br /&gt;Can you meet me half way&lt;br /&gt;Meet me half way, right at the boarderline&lt;br /&gt;That's where i'm gonna wait, for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be lookin out, night n'day&lt;br /&gt;Took my heart to the limit, and this is where i'll stay&lt;br /&gt;I can't go any further then this&lt;br /&gt;I want you so bad it's my only wish&lt;br /&gt;I can't go any further then this&lt;br /&gt;I want you so bad it's my only wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I tried. I'm devastated. I regenerated. I act well. Whatever I do is meaningless and futile. Your existence is my poison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Fuming and raging, the cursed hell fire grows. Until you incinerate, I shall not be satisfied. - Rising Phoenix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7472896032272182788-1816108763930063129?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/1816108763930063129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=1816108763930063129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/1816108763930063129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/1816108763930063129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2010/07/can-you-meet-me-half-way-black-eyed.html' title='Can you meet me half way - Black Eyed Peas'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-5585088463746551712</id><published>2010-06-05T21:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T22:31:52.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fade Away  by Me</title><content type='html'>Yet another composition which popped into my head, penned it all down b4 I forget it. The ironical thing is that I'll remember wadever melody I composed but not memories. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Fade Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Got startled awake in the middle of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Snapped open my eyes to find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;that I have been crying all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It didn't at all seem any real to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'Cause I couldn't remember what was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;being played out in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sometimes~ I just can't remember , the message in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's just so hard~ to remember, the times we spent together, you and me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Fade away, fade away~ Fade away, fade away~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Fade away, fade away~ Fade away, fade away~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dazing away as I listened to the old clock ticked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Glanced my eyes aside to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; a watch lying at the corner of my desk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; The unmoving face stared right back at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; And I just couldn't remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; the times spent together, you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sometimes~ I just can't remember , clips of my memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; It's just so hard~ to remember, the times we spent together, you and me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Fade away, fade away~ Fade away, fade away~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Fade away, fade away~ Fade away, fade away~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Strolling along in the city crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Spinning around to find familiar places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mirages of cloud seem to fill these spaces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Looking around now I see foreign faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But I just couldn't remember, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Couldn't remember, couldn't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Couldn't REMEMBER!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sometimes~ I just can't remember , can't remember~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;  It's just so hard~ to remember, the times we spent together, you and me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;  Fade away, fade away~ Fade away, fade away~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;  Fade away, fade away~ Fade away, fade away~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Fade away, fade away~ Fade away, fade away~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;   Fade away, fade away~ Fade away, fade away~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music feel- guitar solo, soft and dreamy , trance like mode&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-5585088463746551712?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/5585088463746551712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=5585088463746551712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/5585088463746551712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/5585088463746551712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2010/06/fade-away-by-me.html' title='Fade Away  by Me'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-4746408099990750677</id><published>2010-05-22T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T01:09:25.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It will never be the same again</title><content type='html'>Time moves on and things change everyday, nothing will ever be the same.&lt;br /&gt;Pessimism is for yesterday, optimism is for today and tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the missed stops, and think about the future destinations you have to reach.&lt;br /&gt;Not every destination you see will be the "designated destination", thus you gotta keep&lt;br /&gt;moving on to the next and keep knocking on the next door or opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;Once you threw a chance away, you can't take it back.&lt;br /&gt;The only way left is to work harder and wait for the next to come by.&lt;br /&gt;Set your goals in the front and don't turn to look back, running forward while turning the head back will only cause you to trip and hurt yourself.&lt;br /&gt;There will always be a point of time in life when all good things come to an end, people part ways and set off in different paths thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;It's better to be independent and exist for yourself. Focus on yourself first. Only when you can fully take care of yourself then can you look out for others.&lt;br /&gt;Self above all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks easy, try it yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-4746408099990750677?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/4746408099990750677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=4746408099990750677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/4746408099990750677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/4746408099990750677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-will-never-be-same-again.html' title='It will never be the same again'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-8755404838401717528</id><published>2010-04-11T15:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T16:09:50.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven't been so happy for awhile ~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/S8GBbjdWTfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rm-Cf-bDZ2Q/s1600/25231_381401691746_704396746_4254569_3277689_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/S8GBbjdWTfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rm-Cf-bDZ2Q/s320/25231_381401691746_704396746_4254569_3277689_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458786533724540402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday, I met up with Ting and Hui Hui after work. I went to get a new pixie hair cut at Chapter 2 to salvage the horrible hair trimming job I received last week at BEDOK INTERCHANGE, WHITE HOUSE. The hairstylist at Chapter 2 was really pleasant and professional, really  left me a good impression on Chapter 2's service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following that, we had a sumptuous dinner in Xin Wang Cafe. I had a pot of spicy minced pork porrigde and a GIGANTIC STRAWBERRY SNOW ICE LOL (which I didn't manage to finish, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sakit hati&lt;/span&gt;~~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;) We had loads of fun taking pics and enjoyed the scenery at esplanade ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I clowning all the way~~ wooo huuuu~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/S8GBnX15qII/AAAAAAAAAB8/tb5l2_1fz7s/s1600/25231_381401411746_704396746_4254549_2526398_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/S8GBnX15qII/AAAAAAAAAB8/tb5l2_1fz7s/s320/25231_381401411746_704396746_4254549_2526398_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458786736764725378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/S8GCKXldrlI/AAAAAAAAACM/txXvjyyAYww/s1600/25231_381401486746_704396746_4254563_1823407_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/S8GCKXldrlI/AAAAAAAAACM/txXvjyyAYww/s320/25231_381401486746_704396746_4254563_1823407_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458787337991204434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/S8GB2cvQDkI/AAAAAAAAACE/6MoUDMJnLf0/s1600/25231_381401436746_704396746_4254553_2665058_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/S8GB2cvQDkI/AAAAAAAAACE/6MoUDMJnLf0/s320/25231_381401436746_704396746_4254553_2665058_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458786995777048130" 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/7472896032272182788-8755404838401717528?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/8755404838401717528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=8755404838401717528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8755404838401717528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8755404838401717528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2010/04/havent-been-so-happy-for-awhile.html' title='Haven&apos;t been so happy for awhile ~~'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/S8GBbjdWTfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rm-Cf-bDZ2Q/s72-c/25231_381401691746_704396746_4254569_3277689_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-4847385810056377865</id><published>2010-03-28T13:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T09:46:41.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive</title><content type='html'>I couldn't sleep last night and I was hit by a sudden wave of inspiration to write another song lyrics. Only parts of the melody ring in me, this feels crappier than the previous job. Well but it's in English. I just wrote out what came to mind at the point in time, didn't really edit it. So I'll preview this n then get some sleep hohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ALIVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Spacing out in a cold and lonely night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Chill slowly engulfs me from the outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;There's just something here right in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;which is merging into this endless night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Fading out slowly with the light, I'm slowly losing my sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;All alone hidden and locked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I listened to the whispers of the silent night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Cold has numbed and paralyzed my senses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;even my heart seized to beat from time to time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;No longer feeling the beat, am I still alive?~ E I E I E I!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;To feel alive, To feel alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I had to feast on rotting memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Feeling the pain, To feel alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Thorns pricking deeper and deeper into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Aching from all the pain and soaked blood red, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I will know that I'm still alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sometimes I feel like a doll, void of emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Long forgotten and casted aside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;As cold as ice, as brittle as glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I just can't move, I just can't breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;But I'm bursting into tears inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;As time passed by, the morning sun began to rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Warm rays from the sun stung me hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;making me teary in the eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I held my head high and endured&lt;br /&gt;the pain from open wounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;There and then I swore... not to cry~E I E I E I!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;To feel alive, To feel alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I had to feast on rotting memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Feeling the pain, To feel alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Thorns pricking deeper and deeper into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Twisting and struggling, all shattered inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I need pull through, to stay alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;But now, I began to realise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The sun will never rise again, in my life...&lt;br /&gt;The sun will never rise again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Zombie-fied , edited lyrics seem to flow much better now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-4847385810056377865?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/4847385810056377865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=4847385810056377865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/4847385810056377865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/4847385810056377865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2010/03/alive.html' title='Alive'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-4302248352730063291</id><published>2010-03-06T13:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T14:40:10.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>巫师 by me</title><content type='html'>巫师  作词：陈彩盈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;初次遇见你的时侯  身体有了触电感觉&lt;br /&gt;自己好像吃错了药  看着你竟脸红心跳&lt;br /&gt;天真又爱耍酷的我  深信这只是场错觉&lt;br /&gt;但隔了许久又见面  心也再次为你起舞&lt;br /&gt;到了如今我才发现  你是会施法的巫师&lt;br /&gt;将我建立起的城堡  不费力轻易地打碎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不要  我不要  被你施下诅咒&lt;br /&gt;可是我  可是我  已经被你迷惑&lt;br /&gt;放开我  放开我  请你还我自由&lt;br /&gt;可是我  可是我  可是我～&lt;br /&gt;无法逃离你给的链锁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原本非常自私的我  也开始学会了让步&lt;br /&gt;不管是欢笑或痛苦  温暖依燃打动着我&lt;br /&gt;天真又爱耍酷的我  开始相信爱地存在&lt;br /&gt;在一起度过地时光  转眼变成一场荒境&lt;br /&gt;到了如今我才发现  你是会施法的巫师&lt;br /&gt;将我带到梦境乐园  眨眼间把一切抹掉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不要  我不要  变成你的俘虏&lt;br /&gt;可是我  可是我  已经被你训服&lt;br /&gt;离开我  离开我  是种人间折磨&lt;br /&gt;可是我  可是我  无法逃离链锁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不要  我不要  没有你的生活&lt;br /&gt;因为我  因为我  无法扯断链锁&lt;br /&gt;也许我  也许我  已经走火入魔&lt;br /&gt;疯狂地 咆哮着 也要把你拖下地狱的炎火！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not perfected yet, subjected to change. At least this is the general idea atm. Music is in the process of composing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood:Mad and Devouring Flames&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-4302248352730063291?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/4302248352730063291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=4302248352730063291&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/4302248352730063291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/4302248352730063291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2010/03/by-me.html' title='巫师 by me'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-5150442026015020037</id><published>2010-03-04T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T22:11:22.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironically, Happy Birthday to Myself lol</title><content type='html'>OK, I will sing*type* myself a song today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to ME,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday  to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ME-EEE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday  to ME, ME, ME, ME ,ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha jus being bored, since it's been awhile i updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Alice in Wonderland today. Was really great. A nice Self Present too =) *reminds me to believe in the impossible, even if others think u r crazy, BELIEVE IN URSELF*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy treated me to Japanese A la carte~ So full n bloated from sashimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not be able to have a happy birthday anymore in the future. Oh wells, Bday is jus like any other day  anyway =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suddenly inspired to compose a song today. I'm barely 50% done. I have no idea how to go about writing one either, but I'm gonna come up with it somehow. The feeling is just burning in me, and the melody flows in. I hope I won't lose this "feel" b4 my song is completed. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-5150442026015020037?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/5150442026015020037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=5150442026015020037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/5150442026015020037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/5150442026015020037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2010/03/ironically-happy-birthday-to-myself-lol.html' title='Ironically, Happy Birthday to Myself lol'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-2468222927739831705</id><published>2009-10-24T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:23:48.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday my friend</title><content type='html'>Happy  Birthday  to you~&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you~&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday.... Happy Birthday.....&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol a day I think I might forget but automatically remember, it's a miracle consider my STM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-2468222927739831705?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/2468222927739831705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=2468222927739831705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/2468222927739831705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/2468222927739831705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-my-friend.html' title='Happy Birthday my friend'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-6160796693976655525</id><published>2009-09-28T19:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:17:50.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FKING</title><content type='html'>IF I HAD TO BE NAGGED ABT ON WADEVER I LIKE TO POST ON MY OWN BLOG, THEN WAD IS THE PURPOSE OF A PUBLIC BLOG?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF ONE WANTS TO READ THEN FINE READ IT! IF IT AFFECTS UR MOOD THEN DON'T B NOSEY N COME HERE TO READ AGAIN! I M NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR UR EMOTIONAL WELL BEING. THE BLOG IS SOLELY FOR MY OWN PURPOSE FOR RELIEVING MYSELF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIND UR OWN BUSINESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GHyHp7ee7iQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GHyHp7ee7iQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOURS SINCERELY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE U LIKED IT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-6160796693976655525?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/6160796693976655525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=6160796693976655525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/6160796693976655525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/6160796693976655525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2009/09/fking.html' title='FKING'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-3890027641740031893</id><published>2009-09-27T01:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T02:18:17.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dai Wo Zou - Rainie Yang Cheng Ling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes I still think back. I tried to stop myself but somehow I would still unconsciously.&lt;br /&gt;Because you might be leaving, I wanted to follow you. However, I know that it is selfish and&lt;br /&gt;a crazy thing to do. But because it was you, I believed and wanted to try hard. Well, I did prepare&lt;br /&gt;myself for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, in the end, you did not leave, but I still had to leave you. Why so? Why couldn't I understand you?&lt;br /&gt;or you didn't want me to understand? Was I not giving you enough space? Perhaps it's all too late now.&lt;br /&gt;It is time you needed, so you said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is lesser storms clouds now, but occasionally there is still a drizzle. It can't be helped.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my  crying in the rain~(by 5566)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was only a simple thing I wanted you to do for me, but you didn't. *erased*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7472896032272182788-3890027641740031893?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/3890027641740031893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=3890027641740031893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/3890027641740031893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/3890027641740031893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2009/09/dai-wo-zou-rainie-yang-cheng-ling.html' title='Dai Wo Zou - Rainie Yang Cheng Ling'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-6157629144896369285</id><published>2008-12-26T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:17:04.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gaseous State of My life</title><content type='html'>To describe my life since young to now, I  would  believe  using the state of matter to describe to be the most apt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solid - Living my life unknowingly  being protected and living a life according to the plans expected and what every parents wished. Sticking to the rules and laws, clear  focused and unmelleable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liquid - Secondary sch to Uni. I'm being exposed to all sort of  new things, starting to have my own perceptions of my  surrounding and losing the  clear  goal in life. Life starts to get murky and less interesting  to me. Though I'm more  fluid and mobile, I can't escape the forces that bound me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gas - This is the  state I'm currently at now. Though versatile, highly energetic but I'm moving in a far too erratic manner. I have lesser to a clear goal, I don't even have 1  in fact. This can be the most promising or the fall of my  life if I do not think and plan. I find myself in a crisis. I want to escape... Air is to move freely, but  life  doesn't  work  this way. Mb if I compress myself I might be able to compress and  capture this potential energy.  I still do not wanna  leave the  free  flowing air under the  big  blue sky. I'm selfish too cos I like to seek refuge at the place I feel most  comfortable at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me n my boring life, but  things get better when ple meet ple. Life is unpredictable...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-6157629144896369285?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/6157629144896369285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=6157629144896369285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/6157629144896369285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/6157629144896369285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/12/gaseous-state-of-my-life.html' title='The Gaseous State of My life'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-1131006348091664101</id><published>2008-11-23T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:55:49.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn On the Heat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WOW!! Ytd was the first paper for my final exams. 1 paper 3 to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sadly, I fked up for my first paper *pouts* But overall, I think i did ok lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wish time stops turning, I really don't want this month to end so soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It would probably mean I wont get to stay as a student any longer and i dread the coming &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wished things would just stay they way they always do, however it not the way how this world works =x Those ple who are important to me , beside my family members, can be counted using my fingers... Feels pathetic lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, we have Ling, Qing, Ting, God Ma, Brother, Ah Boy and my fishy a.k.a Monkey God now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I espcially wanna thank 6 ple who really made a big impact in my life. These ple are Schmic, Josh, Lawrence,Casey, Angel and Narnia. They are my best gaming pals. Without their life experiences and advices, I thk I would have been unable to move on in life. Sorry, for being harsh on u guys sometimes but I noe u all did it for my good. Thanks for lending me a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on when I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Yong Ming and Vellos for being such cool god brothers =D Thanks for showering care and concern over me all these years. U guys really made me feel like I have a Big brother to turn to for help and to "sa jiao" too. Although I Havn't been a V nice and well behaved little sis. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frens come and go, those who aren't in the list don't be too sad. It doesn't mean I've forgetten u. I rmb each and everyone who has contributed to my growth in a way or another. some have hurted me deeply, I have made some into my stepping stones, some have taught me other valuable lessons, while others mostly offered theirs and enjoyed my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main point is , "I never did forget anyone of you". You all will always be in my mind stored away somewhere perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of feels weird, like I'm writting a suicide letter. Well it isn't LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271804731115607762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/SSk2eMNeltI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1RHfT9TOFNM/s320/Photo1004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: cool blue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-1131006348091664101?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/1131006348091664101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=1131006348091664101&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/1131006348091664101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/1131006348091664101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/11/turn-on-heat.html' title='Turn On the Heat'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/SSk2eMNeltI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1RHfT9TOFNM/s72-c/Photo1004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-427157628429639998</id><published>2008-11-15T00:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:23:00.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me what I See, Hear is all Real please</title><content type='html'>Humans can't seem to stop dreaming and hoping, they never learn to give up. How amazing!&lt;br /&gt;I really don't noe what to believe in anymore. If I can just drag my tired self along and recover. If I had more couraged, If I wasn't so afriad of being alone, If I wasn't so weak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make it if u were there to stand by me all along. Too much precious things to lose now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the old doesn't go, the new can't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna regret anymore. Chances only come once. Bias and blinded for too long. I wanna cherish whatever I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Staring at the Stars, will I see a shooting star tonight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-427157628429639998?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/427157628429639998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=427157628429639998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/427157628429639998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/427157628429639998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/11/tell-me-what-i-see-hear-is-all-real.html' title='Tell me what I See, Hear is all Real please'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-1737991898063155935</id><published>2008-11-12T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:23:00.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Hope Is Not Lost</title><content type='html'>Last semester this year, I have to give whatever I can. This is my last chance to create miracles. In some sense, it's really my last  chance in this dire period of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a shocking day of my life and also a day I felt so ill =/&lt;br /&gt;Shock = A+ for Sociology Essay&lt;br /&gt;Ill = Stomach so bloated so uncomfortable, felt so sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope Glück will  come my way from now on. Wishing upon a lucky star~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Mewing at the moon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-1737991898063155935?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/1737991898063155935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=1737991898063155935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/1737991898063155935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/1737991898063155935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-hope-is-not-lost.html' title='All Hope Is Not Lost'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-7077003336599587000</id><published>2008-10-31T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:38:06.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Look Me in the Eye by Jonas Brothers</title><content type='html'>I've been looking for that someone&lt;br /&gt;I never make it on my own&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be a million reasons&lt;br /&gt;Why it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look me in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;And  tell me that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;When you're right here by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look me in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;I catch a glimpse of  heaven&lt;br /&gt;I find my paradise&lt;br /&gt;When you look me in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna tell you that I love&lt;br /&gt;In the best way that I can&lt;br /&gt;You're the light that make my  darkness disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movin' on, I start to realize&lt;br /&gt;And it's all because you're by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look me in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;And tell me that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;When you're right here by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hold you in my  arms&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's forever&lt;br /&gt;I just got to let you know&lt;br /&gt;I never wanna  let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look me in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;I catch a glimpse of heaven&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I find my paradise&lt;br /&gt;When you look me in the eyes, oh yeah, ah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: earth brown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-7077003336599587000?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/7077003336599587000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=7077003336599587000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/7077003336599587000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/7077003336599587000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-you-look-me-in-eye-by-jonas.html' title='When You Look Me in the Eye by Jonas Brothers'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-3170244478773418228</id><published>2008-10-26T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:10:01.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank Paper by Shing02 Feat. Murs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cT5xl4YNwBI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cT5xl4YNwBI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Fun with a piece of  Blank Paper. Starting from  scratch again  can be fun too. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: head  bobbing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-3170244478773418228?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/3170244478773418228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=3170244478773418228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/3170244478773418228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/3170244478773418228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/10/blank-paper-by-shing02-feat-murs.html' title='Blank Paper by Shing02 Feat. Murs'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-7570378923192265164</id><published>2008-10-23T14:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:23:19.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Life by Bon Jovi</title><content type='html'>Finally, 1 positive post. From today on, I'm gonna break free from the chains.&lt;br /&gt;The sky is so wide, I really don't have to choose to stay down here and wait anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I've waited long enough, it's time for me to live my life again. It's my life!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so light, let me soar into the blue sky~&lt;br /&gt;All I need to do now is overcome GRAVITY and FLY!&lt;br /&gt;Strengthen those lazy wings and FLY~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy B'day. I will always remember the time we had "JOY, FUN and seasons in the SUN" !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Graduated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-7570378923192265164?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/7570378923192265164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=7570378923192265164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/7570378923192265164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/7570378923192265164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-my-life-by-bon-jovi.html' title='It&apos;s My Life by Bon Jovi'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-1472842689941397906</id><published>2008-10-10T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T01:03:14.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aspiring Designer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/SO44m9K1qRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0QEN345g4ec/s1600-h/Photo925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255200057094154514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/SO44m9K1qRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0QEN345g4ec/s320/Photo925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Was too bored, nothing to do. So I drew this. Thought it looks pretty  artistic =3&lt;br /&gt;Ran out of paper so I drew on my own face~~! *lames*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mood: Spots of many colours, but eventually  consumed by the dark hole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-1472842689941397906?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/1472842689941397906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=1472842689941397906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/1472842689941397906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/1472842689941397906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/10/aspiring-designer.html' title='Aspiring Designer'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/SO44m9K1qRI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0QEN345g4ec/s72-c/Photo925.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-2083845804609612058</id><published>2008-09-25T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:41:58.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hormone King</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/SNuujmDMczI/AAAAAAAAAAg/3RlXJXlSyO0/s1600-h/Photo873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249981717163045682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/SNuujmDMczI/AAAAAAAAAAg/3RlXJXlSyO0/s320/Photo873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be the liquor Ice cream's fault at UDDERS. I feel  so high and blood rushing through  my veins. LoL The result... EXCESS HORMONAL EXCREATION!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood : Pink and Red&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-2083845804609612058?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/2083845804609612058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=2083845804609612058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/2083845804609612058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/2083845804609612058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/09/hormone-king.html' title='Hormone King'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/SNuujmDMczI/AAAAAAAAAAg/3RlXJXlSyO0/s72-c/Photo873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-8448657069665579146</id><published>2008-09-16T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T17:51:15.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Twisted and Gruesome, Presenting to you the Little Soldier</title><content type='html'>All that should be done is done. No more regrets any longer...&lt;br /&gt;It takes two hands to clap, a lone soldier fighting alone will eventually fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's worth the compliment to have perservered so long. The soldier gained the respect of others. He knows it was just a consolation but deep down inside him it is still meaningless as the mission failed. Despite this, he has to learn to look forward and  accept as nothing in life will ever go according to plan. Today, he no longer looks straight just at a path. He lets life into the hands of fate and destiny. He feels so much lighter now that he no longer has to hold on and focus on that 1 mission and task. Now, he searches for a new target and to renew his vigor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't escape or giving in, but he has already reached to end of the road. He braved countless storms and conquered every obstacle in the way. This end road is nothing like what he encountered before. It's not something that can be overcomed by guts, will or believe. It's the gate of hell. When it's not the time, it just will not open for whoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: clearblue, cool  green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-8448657069665579146?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/8448657069665579146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=8448657069665579146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8448657069665579146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8448657069665579146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-twisted-and-gruesome-presenting-to.html' title='So Twisted and Gruesome, Presenting to you the Little Soldier'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-8702782439898813847</id><published>2008-09-12T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:51:05.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitori - Mika Nakashima</title><content type='html'>We are all delusioned. From the start, all along, we were all alone.&lt;br /&gt;All  that happened in the past was a dream.&lt;br /&gt;What was  said, What was done. They were all lies.&lt;br /&gt;Why did we have to believe them?&lt;br /&gt;We are living in a world of lies.  We obey the lies.&lt;br /&gt;We live by the rule of lies.  We are moulded to believe in the lies.&lt;br /&gt;The  most  ridiculous of all is that till the day  we die,&lt;br /&gt;we are  all still  delusioned by the lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is one good thing about it. At least, you can finally &lt;br /&gt;stop living a life of lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: dull blue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-8702782439898813847?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/8702782439898813847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=8702782439898813847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8702782439898813847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8702782439898813847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/09/hitori-mika-nakashima.html' title='Hitori - Mika Nakashima'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-8350958028971265022</id><published>2008-09-06T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:39:13.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What You Never Know - Hayley Westenra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"What You Never Know (Won't Hurt You)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you never know won't &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hurt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you never know won't &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you never know won't &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;desert &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you never know won't say &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you never know won't &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hurt &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you never know won't &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you never know won't &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;desert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you never know won't make you &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm falling for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm falling for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;torn in two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm falling for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you never know won't &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hurt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you never know won't &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you never know won't &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;desert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you never know - unless you &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;try&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm falling for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm falling for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm falling for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want you to know ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Backstreet Boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-8350958028971265022?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/8350958028971265022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=8350958028971265022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8350958028971265022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8350958028971265022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-you-never-know-hayley-westenra.html' title='What You Never Know - Hayley Westenra'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-1805129034851321674</id><published>2008-08-05T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T00:50:09.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I love you by Shakin Stevens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Time passed. Months passed. The world continues in it's own revolution. Ironically, I can clearly feel that I'm the only one who is unable to transit. It's so tiring to control. I've been too  controlled and poised since long ago. How much  longer can I hold on? I feel like I really can't anymore. This insidious lump is growing every day in my thoart. Gradually, I realise I can't even speak up anymore. Songs I love to sing, don't sound as nice anymore. Is there another outlet for me to express myself? Limits are pushed time and time again. How big can my heart be?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I love listening to oldies. I love music. It's suppose to make me happy. I feel the pulse of the music as if it's my own heart beat. Sometimes being too soaked in it doesn't do me good at all. Is there anyway else? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Keeping it all. Swallowing it all. Hiding it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Denying everything is not happiness. Being too sensible is my weakness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Mood: some dull colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-1805129034851321674?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/1805129034851321674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=1805129034851321674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/1805129034851321674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/1805129034851321674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/08/because-i-love-you-by-shakin-stevens.html' title='Because I love you by Shakin Stevens'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-1970271097073333763</id><published>2008-07-14T21:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:35:12.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the end, it doesn't even matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So small, so tiny, everyone is struggling to live a life in their own way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Burn, burn, burn, exhaust yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What is there in the end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;wo hands, outstretched. Groping and grabbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What did you catch? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Walk, walk. Along the path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where is the beginning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How did it end? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Twirl and dance. The song of destruction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Join the beat. Fall into a trance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentally shut. Physically numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Heart is in hibernation. To preserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To protect. To stop the pain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I still love you...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Mood: Black absorbs all colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-1970271097073333763?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/1970271097073333763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=1970271097073333763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/1970271097073333763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/1970271097073333763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-end-it-doesnt-even-matter.html' title='In the end, it doesn&apos;t even matter'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-5439964655699571257</id><published>2008-07-06T22:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:26:35.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Green-eyed monster and a Green Horn</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I learnt a new kind of emotion which is "Jealousy". Since young, I was aware of its existence but I couldn't understand how it felt or identify it only till then. From here, I realise my emotions is only at an infancy stage. I feel, perhaps the only emotions I can understand now is only Anger, Happiness, saddness, repression and longing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to satisfy an infant's need, but was it too easy to such an extent that no one can comprehand? Because things are so simple, no one could understand and gradually we all adapted to become complicated animals. The pure, innocence and simplicity is lost. We are all corrupted. It's so hard to stay pure. We hid overselves with words and masks. It takes so much effort to even understand myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is never changing, all things shall perish. Going back brings sentimental memories. Tomorrow is not the same as Today, neither is Today and Yesterday. I now only sincerely wish, in my tomorrows and tomorrows, that I can __________________again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Green and Blue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-5439964655699571257?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/5439964655699571257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=5439964655699571257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/5439964655699571257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/5439964655699571257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-green-eyed-monster-and-green-horn.html' title='I&apos;m a Green-eyed monster and a Green Horn'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-5895530365307614760</id><published>2008-06-18T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:41:25.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zui jing bi jiao fan, bi jiao fan, bi jiao fan....</title><content type='html'>Yes, this is the best song to describe my mood. Lately, I really do not have the appettite to do anything. Making matters worst, my Final exams for speacial semester is THIS FRIDAY! I have no mood to study... whoever  thought that can hua bei fen wei tu qiang one, go eat sai la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is in a total mess... how did I get myself so tangled up, I wonder... Signals are sent but not the right ones were receieved. *sings  Jay  Chou's An Hao* so sad... things and people I really care for and think about just go away. Others which I do not need just keep coming. I don't want it. What should I do? What can I say? I've said what I needed too, I've tried what I wanted too. Maybe I wasn't trying hard enough... I think I will lose myself if I erase you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I waiting for to pick me up once again? Am I going to open up to anyone again? The crystal which is being disintergrated into finer pieces is finding it harder to shine as brightly as before. Now I've becomed a stray cat again. Liu lang arh~~ liu lang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: smearing of colours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-5895530365307614760?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/5895530365307614760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=5895530365307614760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/5895530365307614760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/5895530365307614760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/06/zui-jing-bi-jiao-fan-bi-jiao-fan-bi.html' title='Zui jing bi jiao fan, bi jiao fan, bi jiao fan....'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-446702230337158844</id><published>2008-06-14T20:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T20:38:44.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mermaid without voice</title><content type='html'>EMO~ *BGM, Jay chou's kai bu liao kou &amp;amp; xiang hui dao guo qu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*types (beep beep beep)*&lt;br /&gt;Morning. Haiz.. This week I'm down with bad luck. Too much unlucky things happened to me. On my way to work as usu, but students half way smsed to cancel lesson.... so it's only 1 hr work today.... Wo hao xiang bei sua le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*press back* - save to draft??&lt;br /&gt;*ponders* type type type, delete delete * sighz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stares at handphone* Swimming today too? Xiang jian ni... * haiz*&lt;br /&gt;*puts fone awy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ding Ding ding~&lt;br /&gt;*slide up*&lt;br /&gt;*haiz* type type type.... send.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Look at the sky*&lt;br /&gt;*thinks* Tian kong liao kuo, Di shi na me de da...ke shi Kan bu dao zi ji de chang shen zhi chu&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*open mouth* (silence)&lt;br /&gt;*clenches fists* walks on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: transparent&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-446702230337158844?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/446702230337158844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=446702230337158844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/446702230337158844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/446702230337158844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/06/mermaid-without-voice.html' title='A Mermaid without voice'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-5893528712616479306</id><published>2008-06-09T09:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:51:35.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A kite that cannot fly....</title><content type='html'>1st agenda: Ling, Qing hai hao ma? Me taking special semester this sch holiday , hopefully I can yi fan feng shun complete this module and graduate le. Hao sian, what sud I do after i grad i still don't noe wad to do... Im just like a little kid who nv grows up. LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd agenda: ... ... ... ... tai nan kai kou le. She mo dou suo bu chu kou. Xiang xiao ye xiao bu chu lai. I think this is wad ple usually call depression ba. Mic, if you ever come across this blog in a 1 / 1,000,000 th chance. I want you to noe U hit the jackpot. I dont have much positive points. I may seem like i nv thk much and goes abt banging walls. However, it isnt exactly true, i think alot, I spend so much time to think and fight myself. In the end i still come to the same conclusion. To believe in someone and something is all I can do. Simple is beauty but in the eyes of others it can be redundancy and stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I m a proud feline. I wish to hold my pride till the end. nth which is hollow inside will have the strength to support. Looks is just my pride to hide my inner flaws. To live and let live... Let me go , Let you go.. let the kite fly. I cut ur string so pls cut mine too. Love is "shellfish".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you think so much too to grow so much more white hairs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Square 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-5893528712616479306?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/5893528712616479306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=5893528712616479306&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/5893528712616479306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/5893528712616479306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/06/kite-that-cannot-fly.html' title='A kite that cannot fly....'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-8564838638786546423</id><published>2008-04-08T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:22:58.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qian Nian Zhi Lian</title><content type='html'>These few weeks were so hectic, I dont even have much time to enjoy gaming. So sad... My timetable everyday is to stay back in school after lessons and force myself to do work. Wadever  work.. pResentation, essay writting, project.... all shit.  The good thing is that the SHITTY MALAY PRESentaion is finally over, HURRY!! X3 THe Bad thing is I have 2 reports due on Friday at 5 pm. Argh~ Friday is my free day  no sch, trying to rush finish  everyth on Thur so i reward myself with a break. YEAH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The semester is ending, my school fees are not yet paid, I'm graduating soon.... but wad m i gg to do after i Graduate?? Final exams are coming in 2-3 weeks time... What M i doing? lol SHIT I'm wasting time blogging??!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gan jue hao xiang zhong yu su xing le, xiang chong yao yuan de qian nian. Dan yi qie dou tai chi le, wo yi bei yi liu zai na yao yuan de shi kong, wu fa hui dao xian shi de shi jie. Wo xiang jiu shuan zai guo ge ji qian nian, wo hai shi wo... wo jiu shi  wo....wo bu  hui bian.... Ren xin ye hao, wu zhi ye ba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-8564838638786546423?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/8564838638786546423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=8564838638786546423&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8564838638786546423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8564838638786546423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/04/qian-nian-zhi-lian.html' title='Qian Nian Zhi Lian'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-1635440146025912975</id><published>2008-02-09T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T11:49:26.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Si nian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ling arh, wo hao xiang ni... wish u a Happy Chinese New Year. When miss me come read read my blog or leave me a msg haha. This new year is so different without you. But ur future is more impt haha K wish u Xin xiang shi cheng, Shen ti jian kang =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will jia you oso, got time me write u someth. U and QQ are my best fren forever. You yi wan sui~~ Bonsai! Cheers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-1635440146025912975?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/1635440146025912975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=1635440146025912975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/1635440146025912975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/1635440146025912975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/02/ling-arh-wo-hao-xiang-ni.html' title='Si nian'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-399114986025639084</id><published>2008-01-27T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T11:40:42.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How deep is ur love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;If I let u go... I will never know.... I'm stuck in the delimma of whether or not to pursue my own new happiness. You haven't been too kind to me, you have hurt me so DEEP. You make me feel  so guilty to love u so much. The more I love you, the more pain I'm giving you and creating for myself. I'm trapped in a vicious cycle. Maybe my expired date has already reached... How I wish I was treasured more like a stone than to some stupid canned food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Howling at the sky.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Mood: muddy brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-399114986025639084?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/399114986025639084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=399114986025639084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/399114986025639084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/399114986025639084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-deep-is-ur-love.html' title='How deep is ur love?'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-4181194615882180607</id><published>2008-01-19T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T17:52:50.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakurairo Mau Koro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weather and Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;The Weather relfects my mood so closely nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;I do not know, perhaps, I was influence by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Ominious grey clouds covered the sky, threatening to rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Yet on the opposite side of the sky, the sun continues to shine and give us the warmth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;I can't help but to think,"Indeed, the weather is an expression of my true internal feelings."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Countless of unspoken reasons clouded my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;but to live on every day, I willed myself to stay under the light - to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Perhaps, I seeked comfort in the unpredictable weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;The zooming draft chilled the excruciating pain living in my little body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;My heart stopped beating a moment under the icy grip; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;it felt soothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;The resistence against the wind told me,"Just give up, you are tired already..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Again, I continued to push forward but where am I heading? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;The sky poured, as if crying in place for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;It felt good, like some excess and unwanted energy found a way of release in me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;However, no matter how much is released, it just kept coming back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Every night, silent tears found their way out of my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;"Why," I wondered, "have the unpredictable weather possessed me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;The sun will shine after the rain. Maybe I'll even be lucky and see a rainbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Can I believe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Do you understand me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Mood: Dull blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-4181194615882180607?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/4181194615882180607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=4181194615882180607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/4181194615882180607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/4181194615882180607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/01/sakurairo-mau-koro.html' title='Sakurairo Mau Koro'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-6937003595367430806</id><published>2008-01-19T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:15:55.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody Wanna See Us Together...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hm... Friday is the only day in the week where I have no lessons.Yup, I've got a 4 day week timetable this semester. I woke up late around noon and spent most of the time training my baby Prophet in Lineage II. Just another boring day and nothing interesting happened. Tmr is my work day, gotta travel to the west to teach music...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder how u are doing today... Miss you but you said not to bother too... Now I dont dare to say it anymore...Is this a silent break?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish that I've still got you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood: Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-6937003595367430806?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/6937003595367430806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=6937003595367430806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/6937003595367430806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/6937003595367430806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/01/nobody-wanna-see-us-together.html' title='Nobody Wanna See Us Together...'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-6507755230830642070</id><published>2008-01-17T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T00:09:06.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wei She Mo yao dui ni.... diao yen lei~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;10am at LT13 for my first GE3239 lecture. Poor me cudnt find the LT ended up running ard the whole ARTs Blk &gt;.&lt; Lecture was exciting, I'm looking 4ward to this semester^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is the 3rd time i gamed in sch, except im using my own lap top and not "illegally" downloading the game into a sch computer =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you have Chicken Rice for dinner too? I wonder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood: blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-6507755230830642070?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/6507755230830642070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=6507755230830642070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/6507755230830642070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/6507755230830642070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='Wei She Mo yao dui ni.... diao yen lei~~~'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-8810775756638226387</id><published>2008-01-16T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T19:58:37.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurray for GEOGRApHY</title><content type='html'>I love GEOGRAPHY~~~! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LaLaLa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah~ Finally in the first week of school reopen, TODAY, I have my first GEOGRAPHY lessons. I just love it. ^^ &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I'm taking 2 GEOGRAPHY modules this semester. The modules are Urban Climate and Environmental Sustainability. The former is more of physical compared to the latter. Sadly, the all the other physical modules offered this semester were already taken by me before. So, I'm trying out this NEWLY offered module Environmental Sustainability. It sounds rather cool and applicable to Singapore. Best of all, it's taught by one of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;favourite&lt;/span&gt; lecturers last semester ^^ Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Harvey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Neo&lt;/span&gt;. He's really a cool and fun lecturer, though rather monotonous. I'm looking forward to more video clips for the modules. I've yet to attend this lecture but I'll update u guys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt; on it. Meanwhile, I have my hopes up pretty high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, other modules &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; that bad either I guess. I'm taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lv&lt;/span&gt; 2 Malay language, sociology of Tourism, New media and communication intro and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ENGLISH &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;REMEDIAL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;--- Damn I hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; language. Cant they just test my oral and not my written =x?? I ended up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; remedial classes cos of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt; grade for GP, C6. Hey, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; luff, I knew i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; do well for GP cos i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wrote&lt;/span&gt; out of context for my essay and only realised in the end of the exam. Screw me, I was probably too stressed out for my A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lvl&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Sunny yellow ^^/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7472896032272182788-8810775756638226387?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/8810775756638226387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=8810775756638226387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8810775756638226387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8810775756638226387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/01/hurray-for-geography.html' title='Hurray for GEOGRApHY'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7472896032272182788.post-8909654114117973028</id><published>2008-01-16T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T10:47:49.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to square 1 *BISH*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why did i even  started a blog? Too many reasons, let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Save paper and pen ink&lt;br /&gt;2. Lack space at home to keep more diaries&lt;br /&gt;3. easy to access anytime when I want to pen something down&lt;br /&gt;4. blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;5. Blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;6. The list goes on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a really a fan of blogging but a really good place write share, vent, forget, complain and blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to waste a few seconds of ur life reading my shit, I DID NOT force u too do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Red&lt;br /&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/7472896032272182788-8909654114117973028?l=cat-purr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/feeds/8909654114117973028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7472896032272182788&amp;postID=8909654114117973028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8909654114117973028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7472896032272182788/posts/default/8909654114117973028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cat-purr.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-to-square-1-bish.html' title='Back to square 1 *BISH*'/><author><name>Proud Feline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04060958178069137441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t5YlKsukRhY/R41yQrYCL9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/S7faMft3kBI/S220/Photo537.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
