<?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-19541541</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:47:10.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Schmaltzy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>198</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116524177285885807</id><published>2006-12-04T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T16:04:19.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE HEART LOCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span   type="arial" style="font-size:50;color:black;"&gt;SHIFTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="black"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theheartlock.livejournal.com"&gt;http://theheartlock.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do update links!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116524177285885807?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116524177285885807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116524177285885807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116524177285885807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116524177285885807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/12/heart-lock.html' title='THE HEART LOCK'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116472854495049073</id><published>2006-11-28T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T11:24:40.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keep believing</title><content type='html'>I've chalked a christmas/newyear wishlist for fun, so here is how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. christian dior shades/wallet&lt;br /&gt;2. coach tote&lt;br /&gt;3. black dkny watch&lt;br /&gt;4. zara boots/pumps&lt;br /&gt;5. holga/lomo camera&lt;br /&gt;6. walk-in wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;7. curtains :(&lt;br /&gt;8. kingsize bed&lt;br /&gt;9. happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still more &amp;amp;i do hope my parents are my faithful blogreaders. For wishes#6-8, just hope it's true that we'll shift house soon. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn my background is really orgasmic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116472854495049073?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116472854495049073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116472854495049073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116472854495049073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116472854495049073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/11/keep-believing.html' title='keep believing'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116447655691641748</id><published>2006-11-26T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T01:45:29.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenacious D &amp; Happy Feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2021/1936/1600/501337/mumble2_wall_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2021/1936/200/519924/mumble2_wall_800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2021/1936/1600/193494/1024_explosivo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2021/1936/200/731115/1024_explosivo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenacious D is definitely more rad than Happy Feet because I simply enjoy the even flow of peppered idiosyncrasies in relativity to other movies. And I guess its a M18 movie because there was a lot(a lot) of 'fuckyous', 'fucking', 'fuckers', 'suckcock', and 'bonerpushup' excessively used - to epitomise what i was saying, it means they suffixed the word 'fuck' in a lot of different ways. Most importantly, watching it is like attending a gig. 4 stars for TD. 3 for Happy Feet. 2 for Flushed Away!(ug, bloody movie im still feeling upset over it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the ring babe, i hope it locks where my heart is and eradicate all the insecurities i have over you. Not on your part, just me. Oh &amp;amp;have i told you how much i love the you whenever you watch movies with me...because that's when you look so amazingly docile. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now slip under covers to wake up to a cock-a-doodle day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116447655691641748?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116447655691641748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116447655691641748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116447655691641748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116447655691641748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/11/tenacious-d-happy-feet.html' title='Tenacious D &amp; Happy Feet'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116443170332310513</id><published>2006-11-25T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T13:30:42.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kforkarma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2021/1936/1600/776294/cut%20out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2021/1936/400/960598/cut%20out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;this is growing up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerscheers tom got my call of heart answered. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episodes of eerie happenings have already been pieced up within to churn a sense of premonition which I fight hard - not to believe. I pray that its not subtle warnings of a great peril coming - and, oh we shouldn't have, we shouldn't have. We heard it like a mantra: Look forward and not back. That's the only option we have left, babies - its just K-for-Karma - and this is our nemesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I love word-therapy when I'm down. But at times, you just get more down on its insolvency to get your meaning/feelings across. Why does the in-betweens of black&amp;white &amp;amp;the obvious have to be conspicuously spelt out - so which part of us does the ingrained creativity and sensitivity live in? It is supposed to be inbred but for some people, it just went missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116443170332310513?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116443170332310513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116443170332310513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116443170332310513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116443170332310513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/11/kforkarma.html' title='Kforkarma'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116429289392241480</id><published>2006-11-23T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T22:44:30.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Had I known</title><content type='html'>It wouldn't be this path I'm taking now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody who drives and willing to bring me for goodmusic &amp; gooddrinks? I'll love you many many &amp;amp; deep deep hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116429289392241480?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116429289392241480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116429289392241480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116429289392241480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116429289392241480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/11/had-i-known.html' title='Had I known'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116412368921493314</id><published>2006-11-22T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T21:46:28.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2021/1936/1600/813865/joedeared.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2021/1936/320/346602/joedeared.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes you feel like a distant object away from my beating organ because I can never comprehend you &amp; your thoughts. Sometimes you feel like a best &amp;amp; great friend because in you I find solace that resides. Told you once it's years of togetherness we would rejoice about but I still can't fight the urge to say Happy First Month-sary. After all the fights, it's still Baby, I Love You!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116412368921493314?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116412368921493314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116412368921493314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116412368921493314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116412368921493314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/11/first.html' title='First'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116404780802158103</id><published>2006-11-21T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T19:05:57.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is it so hard?</title><content type='html'>Extremely worn out today but still stayed up to wait for your call. I didn't complain nor whine, it was just worth mentioning that I didn't stay up - to receive your nonsense. My words may have raised your wrath tremendously but it did not bite back as hard as yours did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the line of projects come to suck our blood and brain juice dry, I should fully utilise what I have now to think about what I should. It comes instantly that our temper can only be the common trait we have - mine short while yours hot. &amp; the only thing that we can ever relate to and empathise with each other's situation is because of our similar temperamental selves. That's why often we tried to give in and tried walking in each other's shoes for a few metres before knowing it's hard - because giving in feels like swallowing down words&amp;amp;balls that surges to escape from your throat. No wonder no 2 similar selves can survive their ordeals because complementing of each other doesn't allow; compromise and accomodation have no room for existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how long can giving in last? If we're all at this tethering situation, where patience has been sucked dry and strength has long gone, will we swallow or spill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and guess what day's tomorrow. everything's ruined. great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116404780802158103?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116404780802158103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116404780802158103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116404780802158103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116404780802158103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-is-it-so-hard.html' title='Why is it so hard?'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116403822477079714</id><published>2006-11-20T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T00:10:21.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danielle won!</title><content type='html'>I just watched the America's Next Top Model's finale - Danielle Evans won, much to my chagrin that it wasn't Joanie Dodds. Anyway the best one wins. Luckily it wasn't Jade since she is like so complacent but she definitely strut it like she have it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116403822477079714?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116403822477079714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116403822477079714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116403822477079714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116403822477079714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/11/danielle-won.html' title='Danielle won!'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116394860783468107</id><published>2006-11-19T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T00:20:34.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday is Magic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC00176.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC00176.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/3.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/3.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/2.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC00177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC00177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I have to stay home all day long, sundays just feel magical. It's great to have your own favourite day of the week because in my view, months&amp;years just feel like a breeze when I live for my so-called "next sunday".&lt;br /&gt;Flip the coin, you get a different story - the stretching of every second just makes everything draggy and dull, whereas not fully utilising every second you have being blessed with, makes you cry over time you have lost. I told you, this world it's not only black or white when grey areas exist; no facts &amp; dead rules when contradictions always occur; and when you can trust almost noone but only yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangs of guilt striked me today when I almost almost acceded to Daddy's offer of buying me my long lusted-for pair of Christian Dior shades. I don't know how Daddy knows I've been dreaming of its possession. And I'd never thought for all this while it comes a day when I'd reject his kind intention by saying "I'll work for it myself". I brimmed with pride but deep down, I secretly curse myself for not accepting this god-sent offer. Hahaha I know I just said something bastard-ly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Dad got me a brand new n73 today and I felt whoops of joy because the previous one is eroding into a pool of cheap plastic as the mechanisms within start to rust, or at least it seems so to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PSPSPS IMPORTANT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suddenly very happy very happy! I was browsing through friendster and I saw my exboyfriend.. He became so fucking hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116394860783468107?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116394860783468107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116394860783468107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116394860783468107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116394860783468107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/11/sunday-is-magic.html' title='Sunday is Magic.'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116391795187038710</id><published>2006-11-19T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T20:37:40.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of reel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC09697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;connie pepsi amelia me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC09701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09727ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC09727ed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a mess you'll never get out alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09735.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC09735.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09758ed.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC09758ed.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favourite voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC09763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before day breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC09811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rise &amp;amp; shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC09796.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye punggol end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know i love you so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i came out to meet you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in shorts while i was having&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a stomach cramp to nurse. &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116391795187038710?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116391795187038710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116391795187038710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116391795187038710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116391795187038710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/11/out-of-reel.html' title='Out of reel'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116369304972710043</id><published>2006-11-16T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T00:04:09.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish for..</title><content type='html'>i guess today's meetup was more than its worth because i feel so so much better about us already. it is definitely praiseworthy to mention that i didn't eat a lot today. good job, me! - cheers to diet plan Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got home and on my table, and on my sister's, is a spanking new organiser! my dad received it from his client days ago and asked if i want it - of cuz i said i do i do, i've been wanting to get one since an eon ago. things gonna get organised as 2007 brandishes itself. i'll never want any homosapien to call me "blur sotong" or whatever "blurness" related names that has been following me like a second shadow ever since primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aloysius was rushed to the hospital today 'cause of some food-related illness. poor boy poor boy. he has to abstain from oily food these days, and i do hope he slims down much in this span of time. you know it's hard it is to control his unhealthy humongous ladles-of-oil appetite. good luck bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh chrissy christmas is coming! we're inadvertently getting into the mood already because almost all shops are executing marketing efforts once more. all passive shoppers are doomed. besides world peace(haha), im hoping for something ethereal as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116369304972710043?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116369304972710043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116369304972710043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116369304972710043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116369304972710043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wish-for.html' title='i wish for..'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116365009369456289</id><published>2006-11-16T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T12:08:13.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now you see it, now you don't.&lt;br /&gt;how like life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116365009369456289?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116365009369456289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116365009369456289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116365009369456289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116365009369456289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/11/now-you-see-it-now-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116350316315323154</id><published>2006-11-14T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T19:24:03.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:[</title><content type='html'>Somehow somewhere someone gave me a link of my copydog. And it was easy weeding, because some of the words on her page are like replicas. At first I was coolly unconcerned, then it was pointed out things got out-of-hand, so now I am coolly concerned that if she can stop because her not-original-it's-okay mindset is irritatingly annoying. I know I am your idol. Thanks, bye, thank you, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, seeing something I should not made my day&amp;amp;night whole lot worse today. The truth always devour and so, I chose to sleep as it works like putting me on anaesthetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116350316315323154?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116350316315323154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116350316315323154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116350316315323154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116350316315323154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title=':['/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116317507700811227</id><published>2006-11-11T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T21:48:40.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first star</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY R2&amp;B2 !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How wonderful the angels i call bestfriends are born on the same date, at the same hospital. Been through the low's and the high's, the ups &amp;amp; the downs which landed us where we're now. Very comforting to know how we picked up from the first year of high school, till today, and no doubts till we all have receding hairlines!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;... ok screw hiatus really. I know i've been putting &amp;removing posts plus rongrong pointed out that i seldom update about myself already. Posting now serves a very significant purpose because it seems like i've lost touch with all my friends ever since cute him entered my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's fuckedup feeling when you engaged in a haircut that is not what you expect it to be. And i really miss the whole bottom bunch of it! maybe after 2 seasons it will return back to me. Come back, hair, come back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It has been a sugary ride, minus the slight bumpiness that is inevitable. Truth be told, I've been learning to curb my deepset habit of throwing tantrums whenever I like it. You paint this: 2 stubborn mules. I say no, he says yes, I say no, he says yes.. it goes on. other times, it's always teasingyou &amp;amp; teasingme. Too bad the sunsets don't stay and sunrises have to come (we fish till morning).&lt;br /&gt;I used to blame you for having not much time spent with me, until now - since my MST has just started. and whenever you say that double-L, it tickles me so much that i have to stop feigning anger. Though sometimes I still doubt your feelings for me, I'm already starting to say the 3words with much clarity at heart. And frequently, your guitar(s) i still hear them playing after we have both put down the phone.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's eternity I'm spending with you but.. hey I just know your voice's my dope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Losing can most probably be the most heartbreaking lesson we humans can ever learn. What's it like to never get back what was once yours and once here - unimaginable. The most precious thing ever they say it's life. I don't really quite think so, I say its death! For what's life without the existence of death, now you tell me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116317507700811227?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116317507700811227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116317507700811227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116317507700811227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116317507700811227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/11/first-star.html' title='The first star'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116272380210809030</id><published>2006-11-05T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T19:28:06.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I keep telling myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Though grass on the other side may be greener, it could well be artificial turf.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flushed Away with mr.ng was sucha bringdown, but his accompanyment is priceless, everything's just worth it. We used to anticipate our first quarrel, but I guess not now since we see signs coming already. But still, you know.. you know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116272380210809030?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116272380210809030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116272380210809030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116272380210809030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116272380210809030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-i-keep-telling-myself.html' title='And I keep telling myself...'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116257773001335491</id><published>2006-11-04T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T02:15:30.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pepsi is a sweet drink, aye?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/pokkaandus.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/pokkaandus.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PSCM project cover page&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov 2nd: Happy 18th Birthday Pepsi! It all started out with Sims2 as the engaging topic... and then your laughter became a drug I abuse almost every other day. And if we are going to look back at the immemorial time we spent together one day, I really hope they bring a smile, or two. Friends forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116257773001335491?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116257773001335491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116257773001335491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116257773001335491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116257773001335491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/11/pepsi-is-sweet-drink-aye_04.html' title='Pepsi is a sweet drink, aye?'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116221825369342292</id><published>2006-10-30T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T22:29:36.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Airhead alert</title><content type='html'>Due to some reasons, I can't let you(airhead) know that I'm fully aware of this matter. It is truly to my dismay I can't question you straight in the face. But since I know you read my bloody blog, take this as much as you can: I really don't need your protocols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* *&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/whatdidheeat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I registered for driving today at Bukit Gombak and booked a basic theory test date. Soon after, Ame went for her practical lesson as Pepsi and I waited for her in the canteen, talking nonsense. The three of us had an awfully radical time just chatting about the good&amp;amp;bad matters. I wish we'd stay like this forever. Because the friends who joke together with you comes by rare. Even rare are the friends who joke and ache with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart skipped 7 beats seeing my baby today. Haha, even though it was a pathetic half an hour or so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116221825369342292?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116221825369342292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116221825369342292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116221825369342292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116221825369342292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/10/airhead-alert.html' title='Airhead alert'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116214510978377477</id><published>2006-10-30T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T02:14:44.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zoo//barney</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Attended a wedding dinner at the Mandai zoo. The bride and groom arrived in a fairytale horsedrawn carriage! However, the food, though delectable, is of no comparable standards to hotels. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wasn't a bountiful reap at Bedok jetty but nothing's lost as I enjoyed seeing you doing the things you like to from sunset to sunrise. Tricks up your sleeves and tricks you do makes you a Barney better than Barney. To my Barney/purple paedophile/sole hugbearer: one day in no time, I know you're going to seriously mean the whole world to me. Right now, I just miss you so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116214510978377477?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116214510978377477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116214510978377477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116214510978377477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116214510978377477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/10/zoobarney_30.html' title='zoo//barney'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116167211502807833</id><published>2006-10-24T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T14:47:27.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;lomography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;for the first time, i find courier nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i hope people see what i see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;feel what i feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hear what i wanna say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/70057159a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116167211502807833?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116167211502807833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116167211502807833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116167211502807833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116167211502807833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/10/time.html' title='time'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116150104119355279</id><published>2006-10-22T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T20:58:48.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09214.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC09214.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Definitely not the most romantic, but the sweetest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Definitely not the quietest, but the most ever-ready to listen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Definitely not the most harmless(in spiting me), but still the most thoughtful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The heart is a pumplike organ of blood circulation located in the chest between the lungs and slightly to the left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And today, I was happy to find you there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/19541541-116150104119355279?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116150104119355279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116150104119355279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116150104119355279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116150104119355279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/10/something-good.html' title='something good'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116137740943328057</id><published>2006-10-21T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T13:07:18.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:( :)</title><content type='html'>The cold truth you broke to me last night rankles still. I wish I don't care, but I do. And I really hope it's gospel truth when you say it won't hurt me that much in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're the favourite whenever I wake up/stay up just to talk to you, whenever I get super jealous when you talk about/look at other girls, and when in actual fact I prefer you to radiojoe anytime (though I like him quite a lot).&lt;br /&gt;So I found out: your voice's my favourite music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116137740943328057?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116137740943328057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116137740943328057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116137740943328057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116137740943328057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_21.html' title=':( :)'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116108690930136040</id><published>2006-10-17T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T20:23:12.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful stark naked angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/42-16701439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/42-16701439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. I am not the mother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children are the only ones who can play with their own saliva and not be deemed disgusting. Because they look too angelic/good to be true! The grandpa and his granddaughter were sitting directly opposite of me in the cabin as I watched their every single thigh-slapper gesture like a live comedy performance. There was one time in which I failed holding back my laughter and let out a sound almost loud, and my reflexes exercised themselves good as I immediately looked away, looked behind, looked inside my bag, trying hard to portray a nonchalant image. But actually I'm bursting&amp;amp;dying inside just having to forbid myself getting up and roll on the floor laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supressing laughter is like supressing shit surging out. Very uncomfortable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116108690930136040?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116108690930136040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116108690930136040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116108690930136040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116108690930136040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/10/beautiful-stark-naked-angels.html' title='Beautiful stark naked angels'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116090208834321068</id><published>2006-10-15T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:48:08.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/42-17259068.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/42-17259068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;You're just like an angel, your skin makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;You float like a feather, in a beautiful world.&lt;br /&gt;You're so fucking special,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116090208834321068?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116090208834321068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116090208834321068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116090208834321068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116090208834321068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/10/creep.html' title='Creep'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116040633542636622</id><published>2006-10-09T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T08:07:00.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Borders bothers</title><content type='html'>Disconsolation consumed the whole of me as I discovered a few stressed &amp; fresh pimples this morning, thus I immediately went to fix an afternoon facial appointment in town. Must be those late nights which contributed to insufficient sleep.. Is that a price I have to pay for fun!? Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time was carefully whiled away as I was reading fashion magazines &amp;amp; books on random picks at Borders. And so I came across something which I fathom quite rather well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Balancing is the art of discipline because giving something up is painful."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aforementioned naked truth is something we all have to learn, the hard way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116040633542636622?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116040633542636622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116040633542636622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116040633542636622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116040633542636622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/10/borders-bothers.html' title='Borders bothers'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116032745899925926</id><published>2006-10-09T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T01:10:59.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd celebn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09213.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ivan! Gotcha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09214.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;joe &amp; prawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09217.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My beef mozza-tofu! @ tcc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09225.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chinaone @ clarke quay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Didn't get to take picture with shuqi&amp;amp;sinyen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and 4 more girls who can't make it - don't worry i understand the A's are coming. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09229.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks thanks thanks to Daphne who got us doughnuts from Korea itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09256.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116032745899925926?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116032745899925926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116032745899925926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116032745899925926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116032745899925926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/10/2nd-celebn.html' title='2nd celebn'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116030370388849224</id><published>2006-10-08T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T00:56:59.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tony Roma's &amp; Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09168(1).4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09168%281%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09170(1).3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09170%281%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09178.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09178.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picture-perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09175.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09175.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foooooood @ Tony Roma's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09179(1).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09179%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mercy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09183.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like the chocolatey cake they got for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09187.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09189.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09190.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09192.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09193.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The opposite of a birthday suit. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09201.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09201.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09203.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09203.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;@ Homeclub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09206.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than this i guess &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09208.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09208.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;edited/joe this is the pudding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09210.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09210.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;victor mercy pepsi me joe joanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09209.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC09209.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the things that happened when I was sober, were noted &amp;amp; kept in me! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the things that happened when I was drunk, were forgotten except the time when I regurgitated all the pork ribs (I had earlier on) and liquor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many many thanks to the friends who spent sucha night with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though my 18th birthday is the first ever one that I spent with only like 5 friends(!!?), I still had fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;allthelove, Valerie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116030370388849224?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116030370388849224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116030370388849224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116030370388849224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116030370388849224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/10/tony-romas-home_08.html' title='Tony Roma&apos;s &amp; Home'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116021175370074575</id><published>2006-10-07T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T17:02:33.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that I'm 18...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC09112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC09112.jpg" 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/19541541-116021175370074575?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116021175370074575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116021175370074575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116021175370074575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116021175370074575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/10/now-that-im-18.html' title='Now that I&apos;m 18...'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-116005731194703418</id><published>2006-10-05T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:08:32.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Early Post for Oct 7th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/img012.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/img012.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/img012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister (hand-carried) looks like a teletubbie!&lt;br /&gt;@ my birthday a decade+ ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having been bestowed with the gift of getting to grace the face of earth for another more year, for the eighteenth time, is in itself a pleasure already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what makes my years and the ride in life worthwhile is having being blessed with a fatherly father, a motherly mother, two siblings who always get out of hand (double joy double pain), many platonic&amp;non-platonic friends, a few ex-boyfriends who taught me how to love, a few bestfriends who proved to be ever-ready, a few listening ears, a few shopping buddies, a few chill buddies, a few talk-cock buddies, a heart full of faith, hope, trust, courage and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people who made me a better person, I am grateful.&lt;br /&gt;To the people whose hearts I broke, I am penitent.&lt;br /&gt;To the people who share my joy, when are we going to do that again!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Me! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/img012.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-116005731194703418?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/116005731194703418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=116005731194703418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116005731194703418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/116005731194703418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/10/early-post-for-oct-7th.html' title='An Early Post for Oct 7th'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115984359693716527</id><published>2006-10-03T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T18:38:12.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine after the rain</title><content type='html'>As much as I find placidity in music I love, I find solace in the crisp sound of the rain as well. And right now, it's raining. The monotonous rhythm of the splitter-splatter is almost therapeutical to the soul, and is gradually dispersing off all the trivialities which have been blown up by definitely-not-me recently. Indeed, what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trivialities, they are they are they are. So...do not contend, do not fight, do not pick a bone, again. Because ultimately, it will all dwindle down to nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind peace World peace Mind peace World peace, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am growing disgustingly fat now, binging on food almost every other day. When I hit 55kg, I'm considering liposuction as the highway to happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S There are so many things left to remind... of a love I just can't leave behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below: At least these made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC01892.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC01892.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/01102006.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/01102006.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/011020061.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/011020061.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/cen.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/cen.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(The above picture dates back many years ago, but the intangible trust and joy we find in each other, is still going strong, very strong.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115984359693716527?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115984359693716527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115984359693716527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115984359693716527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115984359693716527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/10/sunshine-after-rain.html' title='Sunshine after the rain'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115945630641340027</id><published>2006-09-28T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T23:19:39.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one of these (sad) days</title><content type='html'>Angst, disappointment, fury and emotions of sorts filled half of me when I came into the light of news I cannot handle, all at one go. Thus I broke down in front of my parents with both eyes spirting jets of salty tears. Still, thanks dad for hugs, mommy for listening ears and the two friends who gave me absolute comfort by letting me know hope still exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy-me please return. And hope my soon-to-arrive 18th birthday&lt;br /&gt;...is smashing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115945630641340027?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115945630641340027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115945630641340027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115945630641340027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115945630641340027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-one-of-these-sad-days.html' title='Just one of these (sad) days'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115936481887190251</id><published>2006-09-27T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T21:57:10.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For someone nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;Life &gt; Afterlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(It's self-explanatory)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happiness evades as melancholy wages its silent war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; for those who can't comprehend Elementary Mathematics..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't bother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115936481887190251?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115936481887190251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115936481887190251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115936481887190251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115936481887190251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/for-someone-nice.html' title='For someone nice'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115918002847222257</id><published>2006-09-25T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T18:31:36.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sidewalks</title><content type='html'>Jealousy encumbers everything.&lt;br /&gt;There's this sight hard to swallow and the aftermath that follows: the acrid taste.&lt;br /&gt;And vulnerability can actually lead a third party into a love that's made for two.&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, everything cripples and falls back to where they were, so much for having claimed an infallible love who will see them through eternity.&lt;br /&gt;The manifold facades of our breed - they are intricately perplexing. Even people who wish things were simpler, are complex themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's a virgin, because LIFE itself screws us all.&lt;br /&gt;But I always make it an effort to rejoice over that fact that there is really roses amongst the thorns, and not thorns amongst roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because happiness is just a state of mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115918002847222257?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115918002847222257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115918002847222257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115918002847222257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115918002847222257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/sidewalks.html' title='Sidewalks'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115898523562947252</id><published>2006-09-23T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T12:24:19.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture-perfect</title><content type='html'>Here in my heart there's a picture of us, together forever, unfaded and unbroken.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you(&amp;you&amp;amp;you&amp;you) are, your love covers me.&lt;br /&gt;Forever and forever, you(&amp;amp;you&amp;you&amp;amp;you) will be here in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What crap. Burn that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115898523562947252?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115898523562947252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115898523562947252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115898523562947252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115898523562947252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/picture-perfect.html' title='Picture-perfect'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115881992344699287</id><published>2006-09-21T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T14:32:51.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#%^$</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It shouldn't be a prosaic afternoon but now it is.&lt;br /&gt;Everything should be as planned but now it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having all these mixed up feelings which originate from places and people I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's taking a twist as the holidays are coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;How timely.&lt;br /&gt;I think school's for the sad. I think it's for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just sit somewhere, and watch the world spin off in its own slow amazing grace. Take comfort to know at least at long last there's one nice thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;With intestines &amp;amp; veins, Valerie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115881992344699287?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115881992344699287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115881992344699287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115881992344699287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115881992344699287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_21.html' title='#%^$'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115874965913557906</id><published>2006-09-20T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T18:54:19.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let it burn, don't let it fade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're just too good to be true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't take my eyes off you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'd be like Heaven to touch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna hold you so much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At long last love has arrived&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I thank God I'm alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess the reason why some people search/wait for true love is because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's the closest they can ever get to Magic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115874965913557906?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115874965913557906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115874965913557906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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that I'm a bleeding female this week thus I can't join them for the swim, truth be told, I have some weight issue to settle before I can slip into the swimwear with ease and confidence - because having a bulbous figure makes it a feat almost impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't help you much when you had coke float, oily old chang kee, bubble tea, pack of twisties, carbohydrates, chicken wing &amp;amp; some other junk food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uyY0-jK2M0c" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08897.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/parrot.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/parrot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08990.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08990.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08986.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08986.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115869117547694241?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115869117547694241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115869117547694241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115869117547694241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115869117547694241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/tuesday-evening.html' title='Tuesday evening'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115864591478465780</id><published>2006-09-19T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T12:10:21.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah-boooyyyy's Birthday Chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08880.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08881.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08874.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08854.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08854.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08806.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08806.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08800.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08800.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08801.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08801.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08772.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08772.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08773.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08773.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08765.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08765.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08769.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08769.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08759.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08759.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08763.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08763.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08752.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08752.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08753.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08753.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08746.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08746.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08766.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08766.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08783.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08783.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08743.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08743.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08751.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08751.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08713.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08713.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08717.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08717.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08730.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08730.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08713.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the week ended off with fun and memories still freshly etched in mind. We had good food and booze along with it. Aloysius's birthday chalet was a smattering success, and thanks to everybody who made it. My brother had been a really bad host, leaving my sister and I to come up with means to cater to two three dozens of hungry people. Thank god, I had Amelia and Pepsi to fall back on the first night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lethargy IS now my greatest enemy because I've to travel to Daphne's house. Moreover, I can't swim with the girls because of the dreadful &amp;amp; uncalled for time-of-the-month. It's gonna be a packed week ahead and the much-awaited jolly I(we) will be having. Over these years, I'm getting more and more sick of dates, and more and more in love with group-outings. There is a disparity if you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115864591478465780?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115864591478465780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115864591478465780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115864591478465780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115864591478465780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/ah-boooyyyys-birthday-chalet.html' title='Ah-boooyyyy&apos;s Birthday Chalet'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115821102801324931</id><published>2006-09-14T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T13:19:55.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ah-boooyyyy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/img012.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/img012.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You weren't even here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/hpybday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/hpybday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... and now you've grown half a head taller than me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I still remember times when you'd question "What if people mistake us as a couple?" - because we have this habit of hooking arms at times when we walk together.&lt;br /&gt;And I still remember times when you'd recount to me your happy&amp;amp;sad love story, while I sat there laughing, telling you you have more to learn about. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'll carry on watching your adolescent years from behind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115821102801324931?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115821102801324931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115821102801324931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115821102801324931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115821102801324931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-ah-boooyyyy.html' title='Happy Birthday Ah-boooyyyy!'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115811986719704152</id><published>2006-09-13T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T15:57:02.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>state of Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's something I enjoy doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://keepthispicture.livejournal.com"&gt;http://keepthispicture.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so sullen by my grades I received via email this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I got so hopped up when my cousin messaged me about her wedding, which will take place one day after my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It doesn't feel any better! I want to rub some eyeliner at my lower lids, push all my hair forward. Because when people tell me they fare badly too, they proceed to tell me their GPA score which is apparently a stark contrast to mine. I should be getting used to this - the third time anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/34004417632526l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We're all gonna have sushi buffet on Friday and I can't wait.. I can't wait for the food haha!&lt;br /&gt;...and you three.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115811986719704152?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115811986719704152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115811986719704152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115811986719704152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115811986719704152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/state-of-nothing.html' title='state of Nothing'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115794780961642754</id><published>2006-09-11T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T12:10:09.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>making love</title><content type='html'>I read it somewhere clams are all born as males. However, some turn into females some point in their lives later. But that's not any of my concern. I just want to know how clams make love (pro-create)! I want to know it badly, 'cause I have been asking for quite some time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please enlighten me!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115794780961642754?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115794780961642754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115794780961642754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115794780961642754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115794780961642754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/making-love.html' title='making love'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115787281248831147</id><published>2006-09-10T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T16:29:48.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's my favourite day of the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I can, I will spend it with you no doubts.&lt;/span&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/19541541-115787281248831147?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115787281248831147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115787281248831147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115787281248831147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115787281248831147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115778925627396806</id><published>2006-09-09T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T16:21:27.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shut up</title><content type='html'>If any has noticed, I did remove a post few days which was filled with angst and fury. Now I'm back to square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that you have to rail at me time and time again? I bet you don't even know that that's the thing I fucking fucking fucking hate most.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that the three of us have to cater to your every whim and fancy without any complaints? We don't have a choice anyway, we are your children you would put.&lt;br /&gt;Why do you want to tie the three of us to your apron strings, wanting us to breathe and live in this comfort zone you have carefully cordoned, and at the same time expecting us to be promising adults in the future?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that I start to envy my friends now? I always thought I have the best of everything. This time I fell hard, and it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it I'm having qualms when it comes to the word "Mother"? Now that I'm older, I know what's wrong and what's right. I know how things should be like, well at least not like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how your attitude can change 360degrees everyday, almost amazing I want you to teach me. I don't ask for anybody to tell me what I should do &amp;amp; say, just let me do nothing at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115778925627396806?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115778925627396806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115778925627396806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115778925627396806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115778925627396806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/shut-up.html' title='shut up'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115773706664139228</id><published>2006-09-09T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T01:56:05.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's now mere neat thoughts</title><content type='html'>While walking home.. I saw this. And yes I'm completely jealous that she can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;smile this wide! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was an hour-long running session in the night with my brother. I just want to lose some kgs! It's times like these when you don't give a hoot about much and get more. Haven't you know as well? That sometimes it's a case of being cruel to be kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave no hoot about the grime and filth on the badminton court floor and rested in this recumbent position as if it's my bed. In return I get to take in the view of the vast piece of azure that has changed colour, and feeling a sense of serenity like no other. I kept wondering and searching for the much talked about Shangri-la in the skies, but it was futile. People always search for promised land. Why not? Me too. But I guess people just have to make it happen, not search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know that this familiar silhouette that I caught sight of tonight...belongs to Alvin! Do take care my friend and all the best for your prelims aye! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115773706664139228?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115773706664139228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115773706664139228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115773706664139228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115773706664139228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-now-mere-neat-thoughts.html' title='It&apos;s now mere neat thoughts'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115755096754666857</id><published>2006-09-06T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T22:18:56.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I sing lousier than you, but better than crows</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08686.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC08686.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC08661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC08608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08612.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08606.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC08606.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC08607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC08621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;DID YOU ALL NOTICE MY TEETHY SMILES??&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. So stop asking why I don't smile with teeth. I just choose not to post it at times.&lt;br /&gt;But the truth no doubt is that I feel uncomfortable doing so. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;As for today, I went singing with my sister at Serangoon and then headed for Chomp Chomp.&lt;br /&gt;90% of the songs I sang are English ones as I don't really know how to sing Mandarin ones.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless I had fun! You should hear my rendition of "Sway". Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115755096754666857?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115755096754666857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115755096754666857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115755096754666857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115755096754666857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-sing-lousier-than-you-but-better.html' title='I sing lousier than you, but better than crows'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115743096017129976</id><published>2006-09-05T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T12:50:16.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit to share</title><content type='html'>Why didn't any of my friends throw confetti when my plane touched down at the airport!? Haha, not that my mom, sis, and bro did when they came to pick me up. I missed Singapore so much all the while I was overseas, and can't help but gave all 3 of them good hugs after much trudging with the luggages and scanning amongst the crowd for familiar faces. But my, thanks friends for all the welcome messages via Friendster, tagboard, MSN and SMSes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping. I have learnt to say "How much?" and "Thank you" in Cantonese during my stay there in HongKong. Shopping in Wang Jiao Centre was the craziest as most things are definitely cheaper than Singapore after I did the calculation of currency eventually. There wasn't much high-end shopping as you can definitely do them in Singapore itself. However, I bought an Agnes b. bag over there because I just love bags. It was regrets that we didn't visit the LV store in HongKong as Mercy recounted that it is 3 storey-high! As for the people in HongKong, what I had observed is that they generally speak louder than Singaporeans, but they are definitely friendlier than we are. This could probably be a sweeping statement but it is just my two cents' worth. In addition to my observation, people mostly carry bags from Gucci, LV, Gregory, Agnes b., Porter tokyo, Burberry etc. I have asked a local there, and she explained that it is because HongKongers are generally brand-conscious, and only a minute percentage of them carries imitation goods as most fear scorn and mockery by friends. This explanation is none other from Amelia's HK cousin, Yan Yan, who showed us around during our very last day there. Thank you so much! Hahaha, and I miss cold noodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115743096017129976?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115743096017129976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115743096017129976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115743096017129976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115743096017129976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/bit-to-share.html' title='A bit to share'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115737151188882850</id><published>2006-09-04T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T20:53:51.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HongKong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08504.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08187.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08187.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08185.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08185.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08180.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08180.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08200.jpg" 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/19541541-115736643956912682?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115736643956912682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115736643956912682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115736643956912682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115736643956912682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/hongkong_04.html' title='HongKong'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115736561885366812</id><published>2006-09-04T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T18:29:08.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HongKong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC08130.jpg" 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/19541541-115736561885366812?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115736561885366812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115736561885366812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115736561885366812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115736561885366812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/09/hongkong.html' title='HongKong'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115669911104181716</id><published>2006-08-28T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T01:21:11.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate Razr now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC08092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC08088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC08081.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC08081.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/combined.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/combined.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things do go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;My parents don't like my idea of having a Motorola Razr Gold V3i (D&amp;G edition) because of the colour gold itself, albeit my unremitting express of likes for the phone. Sigh, in the end I chose one in maroon. Sigh, I don't like it one bit. Sigh, It's now having its battery charged in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then straight after getting hand of the new phone across the SingTel counter, I found out I don't like Motorola Razr anymore, even if I could have bought the D&amp;amp;G model. Impulse buys never make it good with me. I do get sick of things once I have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, to this new phone of mine... I will try to love you (much as I don't want to). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And yesterday, I went for a BBQ at East Coast Park of my Year 1 friends (who used to be my freshies). Prior that session, I was having some qualms about attending as I'll seemingly be the only Year 2 there. But &lt;em&gt;hey&lt;/em&gt;, I had fun with all the talks about sausages and bananas. Hahaha, what were you thinking!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm on a one-week hiatus. Off to a country not so far away. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good night all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115669911104181716?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115669911104181716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115669911104181716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115669911104181716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115669911104181716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-hate-razr-now.html' title='I hate Razr now'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115656864509959251</id><published>2006-08-26T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T13:04:05.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you dying on me?</title><content type='html'>I couldn't have time to exactly count how many butterflies and maggots there are swirling in my stomach as I was talking to my ex-boyfriend I had met by chance in Takashimaya with my really flushed face. I thought I have fallen for him the second time. Hahaha. And it's good to know you look so hot now, especially yesterday when I see you in your white polo and smart black pants. Good to know we're still friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think my phone is dying and it's time to get a new one.&lt;br /&gt;How about the Motorola Gold Razr V3i!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115656864509959251?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115656864509959251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115656864509959251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115656864509959251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115656864509959251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/are-you-dying-on-me.html' title='Are you dying on me?'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115639019699604527</id><published>2006-08-24T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T11:35:00.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slap you right back</title><content type='html'>Good morning. I came here with a sole purpose to rant before I leave for The Last Paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fucknut teacher in school slapped my brother. This is really infuriating. However naughty my brother may be, I don't think he even deserve that kind of humiliation. One of these days I hope my mom don't stop me as I'm gonna pick up my pen and churn out a complaint and address it right to the principal of XMS (or MOE?). That teacher die die die... This isn't the first time already and that's the problem. Ugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115639019699604527?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115639019699604527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115639019699604527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115639019699604527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115639019699604527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/slap-you-right-back.html' title='Slap you right back'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115635585592602914</id><published>2006-08-24T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T02:07:37.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere only we know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello it's 1.50 am!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Few hours more before the commencement of The Last Paper. That's when my holidays gonna rockin' start! In the noon, I attended a motivational talk with my mom &amp;amp; sis which urges people to give plenteous I love you's and hugs. Everybody seated has eyes like faulty faucets that can't stop leaking.&lt;br /&gt;It has been contained quite awhile. I'm letting it all out. I love you family, friends, girlfriends, boyfriends, ex-boyfriends, the crush(es), ex-crushes, ex-colleagues, neighbours, strangers, Latte, Andrew de Torres, music-makers, down to the ants in my house. Don't snigger 'cause the talk made me do it. P.S. Pie I am so proud of you tonight. I'm glad I nudged you at the ass to make you go up and say some words. I love you too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This could be the end of everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So why don't we go..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somewhere only we know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This feeling, which sweeps me off my feet everytime we're together, I will keep close. I don't want anything more. Will you keep it right like this for me? Maybe it's just me, couldn't you believe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115635585592602914?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115635585592602914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115635585592602914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115635585592602914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115635585592602914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/somewhere-only-we-know.html' title='Somewhere only we know'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115623172998856533</id><published>2006-08-22T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T15:36:28.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe it's just me, couldn't you believe?</title><content type='html'>It's 4am I'm waking up to your perfume.&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to disappear, but you got me wrapped around you.&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly breathe without you.&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to disappear, but I got lost in your eyes now.&lt;br /&gt;You brought me down to size now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you got me off my highest guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Latte, I feel like getting a bob haircut, perm&amp;dye or probably both if I have two heads. Now play me some music.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. Did i mention my iPod's petname is now Latte? (/Latte says hi to everyone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115623172998856533?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115623172998856533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115623172998856533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115623172998856533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115623172998856533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/maybe-its-just-me-couldnt-you-believe.html' title='Maybe it&apos;s just me, couldn&apos;t you believe?'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115618510371271676</id><published>2006-08-22T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T02:34:11.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want sweet dreams</title><content type='html'>Got all cracked up by the idiosyncrasies of Grey's Anatomy. It's 2.01 am already. I am heavily zapped of all mortal strength to even keep my eyes open but I don't wish to sleep just yet, for fear of one more nightmare like last night. It isn't about Frankestein, ninja turtles slaying demons or Sylvester Sim gracing Playgirl's cover. It's something deplorable and could land 4 humans in dire straits, I wouldn't want to relive it over again or even just talk about it. What's more.. I am certainly rejoicing over the fact that I have forgotten the nitty-gritties of The Dream. Haven't you know I have this superb capability of filtering unhappy things out of my cognitive mental faculty? You bet I'm proud of that. For what is more golden than your own happiness. Hahaha 2.21 am now, sweet dreams to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115618510371271676?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115618510371271676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115618510371271676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115618510371271676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115618510371271676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-want-sweet-dreams.html' title='I want sweet dreams'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115605933649220027</id><published>2006-08-20T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T15:41:13.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn Left Turn Right</title><content type='html'>Finally handed the CD which had gathered moss over to Alvin. What a snipe hunt it was. I went under his block to wait for him as he went under mine to wait for me. Probably his green shirt blended in to the green foliage when we past each other by. Or probably I have this uncanny resemblance of an Auntie he gave no notice, or so he explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted awhile under my block as if to make up for lost time. It's until now that I fully comprehend what absence of someone dear can do. The nostalgic days of squarehead, bigbutt and giant I've already kept them up somewhere in me. They will be like cookies in my hard disk for as long as I(you) know. Till the ocean runs dry, time stops slipping, sun not rising. HAHAHA poetically amusing. But. So much so you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115605933649220027?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115605933649220027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115605933649220027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115605933649220027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115605933649220027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/turn-left-turn-right.html' title='Turn Left Turn Right'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115592374658184753</id><published>2006-08-19T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T01:58:45.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just toast &amp; laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07878.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07863.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07863.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07860.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07860.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbeque session over at Mercy's place. Were we little tad too wild? Because exam period definitely isn't over. Yesterday we screamed hello to the people on the boats. Today we rolled down the car's windows and screamed hysterically into the faces of strangers which strangely entered into spasm shortly after. And the whole trip was a blasting volume 21 "Let's Get Loud" pumping the speakers. Wicked fun. And I tried flirting with a primary 5 boy today. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear red auntie, please come quickly, somewhere between now and one week later. I don't wanna bring you along for the shopping trip. Neither do I want to apply a visa for you. I hate you every month so much I hope you know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love, Valerie&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115592374658184753?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115592374658184753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115592374658184753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115592374658184753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115592374658184753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-toast-laugh.html' title='Just toast &amp; laugh'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115583384042976002</id><published>2006-08-17T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T09:18:09.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( IT'S IMAGE-HEAVY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/legs1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/legs1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07818.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/sheeshee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/sheeshee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07772.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07772.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07771.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07771.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07806.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07806.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/feet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Second last paper and we behaved like it's the last. Even planned a BBQ tomorrow at Mercy's house. After chocolate session at Secret Recipe, we got really &lt;s&gt;horny&lt;/s&gt; high. And the aphrodisiac agents of chocolate... never belittle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will keep tonight close to my heart, my words will fail - as any clearer please feel it yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:) RADICAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;City Link New York New York &gt; Marina Square Secret Recipe &gt; Esplanade night scenes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. For one of the above pictures, notice the background. It looks like I have a schlong, a schlong that is peeing. Hahaha!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&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/19541541-115583384042976002?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115583384042976002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115583384042976002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115583384042976002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115583384042976002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/night-to-remember.html' title='Night to remember'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115563246000623528</id><published>2006-08-15T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T17:43:38.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleopatra</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/marilynmonroe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="276" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/marilynmonroe.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ever wonder why women tend to go to the restroom en masse, and men alone?&lt;br /&gt;It is because women are generally more relationship-oriented than men and so take every possible chance to bond with one another. Besides, it also gives them the chance to trade hair and make-up tips. Hahaha true right!? Talking about make-up, late Queen of Egypt, Cleopatra, used pomegranate seeds to colour her lips before the introduction of lipsticks. The art of wearing make-up goes back 8,000 years, where in ancient Egypt, people popularized eye glitter by mixing their eye shadow with crushed iridescent beetle shells and believe that eyeliner can keep evil out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. These are just some random things I have came across in the library today. What a wrong place it is. The main agenda to study for tomorrow's paper was uncompromised as I helped myself generously to the books on the shelves from Fiction to The Arts to Philosophy. Library ain't that conducive actually. Delifrance at Changi Airport is, because I definitely won't help myself to the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a not-so-academic-wise note, I have packed more of coldplay, snow patrol, foo fighters, taking back sunday, and yellowcard into my Latte already! It gets stifling bored when travelling, you see. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115563246000623528?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115563246000623528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115563246000623528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115563246000623528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115563246000623528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/cleopatra.html' title='Cleopatra'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115556359602610237</id><published>2006-08-14T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T22:54:23.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rad love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to sleep thinking about unfinished business.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up thinking about unfinished business.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Damn this is sad. After this... I'm getting a life.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115556359602610237?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115556359602610237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115556359602610237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115556359602610237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115556359602610237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/rad-love.html' title='Rad love'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115551657696058420</id><published>2006-08-14T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T08:59:23.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Patrol - Chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ub8I9EWmiO4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"This could be the very minute I'm aware I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;all these places feel like home"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Totally dig this video's hidden message. Go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115551657696058420?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115551657696058420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115551657696058420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115551657696058420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115551657696058420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/snow-patrol-chocolate.html' title='Snow Patrol - Chocolate'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115539933409422738</id><published>2006-08-12T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T11:14:11.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please show me your killer smile. And I'll show you mine. :)</title><content type='html'>Wanted to use picturesque language to describe the beauty of today's pyrotechnic displays, but I guess I'm not up to the job as any clearer you'll have to witness it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;9p.m. We screamed at the top of our voices as the nightsky screamed with outlandish colours. Begrimed hair, oxidated make-up, getting squeamish over mobs, all appeared as nothing as the visual feast certainly spoke for itself.&lt;br /&gt;Esplanade was like a clogged sewage pipe with faeces having a hard time passing through. Constipation-in-progress. I literally got propelled towards the Exit as those behind me just kept shoving their way through. So peeved I gave them a few of my handicapped faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know why so many of my friends are feeling so blue. My new-found fetish: seeing boys kiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/i-31579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/i-31579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Isn't that up yours hot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Life probably gave you 10 incidents to be upset about now, but haven't you remember it once gave you 20 incidents to be happy about? In a nutshell, a breath-taking rollercoaster ride. Every down will just make you stronger. Every up will just make you wholesome. And that's life. That's love. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115539933409422738?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115539933409422738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115539933409422738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115539933409422738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115539933409422738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/please-show-me-your-killer-smile-and.html' title='Please show me your killer smile. And I&apos;ll show you mine. :)'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115530988617239420</id><published>2006-08-11T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T15:57:49.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 stories of demented people</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"WAAAAAAAAAAAA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WAAAAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAAAAA!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trying to act like morons who have never seen fireworks before by shouting loudly in the midst of the suffocating crowd, just in front of Singapore River. Sorry for the aberrant behaviour, but Amelia, Pepsi and I like to assume the image of being mentally incompetent at all time while we're together. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt; Damn and I saw the boy who steals G-strings (refer to below post)! Yea, my G-string boy. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipated was the throng of commuters at Citylink Station. The train ride home was made interesting by the demented lady who shouted at the top of her voice in the cabin, hurling profanities and making people jump up. You know, jump up? 'Cause I saw some Indians being that startled. Prior that was a demented man outside Esplanade shouting and dancing, alone. I thought he was doing some Singapore Workout or something. It's home truly, untruly, ok whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I dread holidays this time. It kills my hopes of seeing you.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we meet, my heart throb furiously, pumping more blood then ever.&lt;br /&gt;Not suffering from oxygen deficit anymore, I would say, and certainly do felt much more alive.&lt;br /&gt;This is something from the third demented person today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115530988617239420?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115530988617239420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115530988617239420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115530988617239420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115530988617239420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/3-stories-of-demented-people.html' title='3 stories of demented people'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115521310212213492</id><published>2006-08-10T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T20:36:29.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My G-string boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you poop face says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEA&lt;br /&gt;commit the perfect crime&lt;br /&gt;you go steal boxers&lt;br /&gt;i steal g strings&lt;br /&gt;COOL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's commit the perfect crime. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;cool!&lt;br /&gt;and this will be featured in my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how cheeky Louis can get sometimes. Girls, if you lose any of your G-strings... (points finger at Louis) Haha! With that said, I'm off to steal some boxers in my neighbourhood. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115521310212213492?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115521310212213492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115521310212213492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115521310212213492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115521310212213492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-g-string-boy.html' title='My G-string boy'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115520524346581579</id><published>2006-08-10T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T18:25:21.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you still love me in the morning?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/brome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/brome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/ipod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/ipod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I degraded myself a whole lot tonight, by going out with a juvenile delinquent and his bunch of fellow juvenile delinquents. They are not delinquents of course - just pseudo delinquents. Hahaha. What kept me sane tonight was probably Jin's presence as we do engage rather effortlessly. Not forgetting that I got all riled up by The Delinquent's string of dumb questions which are sickly nerve-racking. Unengaging boys don't even bother to stand a chance alright. GOOSE-FRABA! (therapeutic word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched "Click!" and it was really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you still love me in the morning? Forever and ever, babe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To treasure people around us, and to place family above all else. Good thing I knew that long ago, probably just not much in articulating the love I have for them. Just can't believe that a comedy actually made me cried twice..Adam Sandler is hot once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115520524346581579?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115520524346581579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115520524346581579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115520524346581579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115520524346581579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/will-you-still-love-me-in-morning.html' title='Will you still love me in the morning?'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115520510518227633</id><published>2006-08-09T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T11:28:53.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orgasmic friendship(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Few hours ago that I last seen them. Few years ago that I first saw them. Since then we have witnessed the tremendous growth of each other both philosophically and physically (fatter). Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We talk about boys. About love, crushes and breakups. We talk about fashion. About fashion disasters, cheap thrills, and sky-high prices. We talk about people. About ugly incidents, affairs and bitching. We talk about anorexics. About their willpower, weight and liposuction. We talk about Earth. About Jupiter, Mars and women come from Venus. We talk about well-kept secrets. About dirty secrets, new-found secrets and well-fabricated secrets. Anything under the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;And we went somewhere near Esplanade to watch fireworks! The place was simply filled with throngs of patriots, or maybe just fireworks-goers. I belong to the latter. It was a mind-blowing 10-minutes long display; Sparks fell down the sky like pixiedust, almost like a dream I would say. The first time to come across so many ( I really mean so many) people with their digicams/cells high in the air snapping away, trying to retain an instant soft copy of what they have seen. The short-lived display's grandeur...so much so even the enticing moon lost its glamour.&lt;br /&gt;To jubilate this 5th year of friendship (8th August 2001) of ours, we got ourselves a Blackforest from Crystal Jade Bakery! We sat somewhere near the Esplanade facing the sea with the already-lit cake. Well, the strangers all around us thought we're having a birthday celebration and sang us birthday song in 2 languages. Well....thank you. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I have always enjoyed the birthday songs people serenade me in. I take pleasure in singing birthday songs to others as well. Life is a celebration, right!? That's why I never spend too much of a time sorrowing over melancholic matters, not even the death of my Grandpa. I just miss him so. So so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Alright! Now to the girls and nation that matter... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Myself, Daphne, Rong Rong, Shu Qi, Zinc, Sin Yen, Li Teng, Yvonne, Cindy, Angeline: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 5th Friendship Anniversary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; To Singapore: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 41st Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/iloveyou.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/5thanniv.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/5thanniv.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115520510518227633?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115520510518227633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115520510518227633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115520510518227633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115520510518227633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/orgasmic-friendships.html' title='Orgasmic friendship(s)'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115484405703427282</id><published>2006-08-06T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T14:21:10.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every pleasurable meetup..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/25062006%28003%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/25062006%28004%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving on a jetplane in October with Daddy &amp;amp; sister for a China/GZ business trip. I'm leaving on a jetplane end of this month as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Dad says if I want to further my studies overseas in Australia or something I have to prove myself as an independent person. Wonder how am I going to substantiate that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't pine. Parting is necessary, as such every meet will be a pleasure. Haha :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115484405703427282?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115484405703427282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115484405703427282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115484405703427282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115484405703427282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/every-pleasurable-meetup.html' title='Every pleasurable meetup..'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115479831658562218</id><published>2006-08-06T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T19:37:28.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORGASMIC!</title><content type='html'>Never thought I'll make a post within this exam time frame as there's nothing interesting to talk about in this mundane month. 'Cuz I'll probably be burying my head in binded notes mutilated by ugly lines and alphabets, or pouring myself water glass after glass because I prefer satisfying my hunger this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Being a couch-potato in front of the TV for 2-hour long Anger Management is like a relief from a brain-sprain, after studying for the whole noon. Adam Sandler.. not very hot at a glance. But talented guys are attractive aye? Thus I find him tantalising now. Erm, tantalising...oh yea. And I learnt that vocalising "goose-fraba" when angry has therapeutic effect. I want to know if it's credible, so someone make me angry now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essence of this post:&lt;/strong&gt; What sets today apart from the mundane ones so far is the piece of orgasmic news received through Amelia's SMS!!! After reading it, I pranced around in my room happily, sharing with my sister the good news - that GJ notices me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and now i kant evun typ propply cus i hav wooooblie hnads and fgniers...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did I mention I share an orgasmic friendship with them as well?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/msn.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115479831658562218?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115479831658562218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115479831658562218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115479831658562218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115479831658562218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/orgasmic.html' title='ORGASMIC!'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115462377418179386</id><published>2006-08-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T16:44:36.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's our scratched affection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07379.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC07379.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07380.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC07380.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07326.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad things come like boomerangs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You meet it, you fix it, it says bye, and you say hello to the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good things come like boomerangs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You meet it, you love it, you screw it, it says bye, and you say hello to the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is a carousel of pictures where the spinning never stops.&lt;br /&gt;One thing is bothering me a hell lot. I don't understand why this particular girl in my school had to flung her arms around his neck. I discompose when it comes to things that matter. Jealousy rides again. Dammit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115462377418179386?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115462377418179386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115462377418179386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115462377418179386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115462377418179386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-our-scratched-affection.html' title='it&apos;s our scratched affection'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115442016700011627</id><published>2006-08-01T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T12:25:09.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pleasing the crowds</title><content type='html'>Jesus Christ, last sunday I found out a guy that made me want to find out all about him. And I did. I wanted to send him an email saying you're hot and you sing well. And I did. Next he became my love supreme.&lt;br /&gt;Prima facie, any would think I'm just another groupie. But I'm not. (Haha Chris fine?) Andrew and Eric together make up The Scene Aesthetic which deals with acoustic/indie rock/pop genre music. I do like indie rock and its subgenres for instance, emo. But in actual fact too much of it do make you lust for some R&amp;B occasionally - those that make you guys' asses gyrate.&lt;br /&gt;What a joke. I was still so much into Aaron Carter for his X-factor and muscular development many yesteryears ago. Now I'm so into Andrew de Torres. Looking futuristically, it'd probably still stay the same.&lt;br /&gt;To the gender that produces ova, please keep your hands off the screen NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/-961-1120110981-012.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Eric Andrew&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/-959-1120110980-009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Eric Andrew&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8i2c17ZuzSg" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty in the Breakdown&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.purevolume.com/thesceneaesthetic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;purevolume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115442016700011627?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115442016700011627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115442016700011627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115442016700011627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115442016700011627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/08/pleasing-crowds.html' title='pleasing the crowds'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115418731893347911</id><published>2006-07-29T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T10:38:11.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've heard many stories about it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nobody has ever win time. Not that I know of. Time beats everybody hands down. Tell me how many people can travel back in time. Tell me who grows younger as time ages. Tell me who waits for their last breath with fervor. Tell me what's afterlife like, because I do get this sick pleasure just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know girls lose this game of time when they reach menopause. You know boys lose this game of time when they start to bald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya screw retention power of the mind. Ok not very emotional now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5-oZ1Ijn-9c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5-oZ1Ijn-9c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaya it's like you want to see more of what they're going to do, but no, you're not getting it at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115418731893347911?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115418731893347911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115418731893347911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115418731893347911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115418731893347911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-heard-many-stories-about-it.html' title='i&apos;ve heard many stories about it'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115409661859080757</id><published>2006-07-28T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:53:54.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Essential and appealed</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CxtIfWMy3Es"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CxtIfWMy3Es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augustana - Boston&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me, you don't even care&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me, you don't wear my chains..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115409661859080757?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115409661859080757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115409661859080757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115409661859080757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115409661859080757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/essential-and-appealed.html' title='Essential and appealed'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115391280359065400</id><published>2006-07-26T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T19:20:03.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am feeling so ambitious, you and me, flesh to flesh</title><content type='html'>'Cause I was born to tell you I love you&lt;br /&gt;And I am torn to do what I have to&lt;br /&gt;To make you mine stay with me tonight&lt;br /&gt;Because every breath that you will take while you are sitting next to me will bring life into my deepest hopes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's your fantasy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115391280359065400?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115391280359065400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115391280359065400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115391280359065400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115391280359065400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-feeling-so-ambitious-you-and-me.html' title='I am feeling so ambitious, you and me, flesh to flesh'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115384591881783918</id><published>2006-07-25T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T19:39:37.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:) Bday</title><content type='html'>Really do enjoy singing LOUD birthday songs, even for complete strangers.&lt;br /&gt;Like today at McDonald's. Well, people say life is a celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Elephant Love Medley is like adhesive tape on your skin / track on iTunes that is on repeat mode. Super hard to rid. I get this sugar-rush after 11 every night, especially in train/bus/taxi rides. Moreover, I got to know myself better these days - I'm supernaturally attracted to engaging intellects, and intense eye gazes.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Knight A for these 5 days. Tremendously swept off my feet. And stop calling me a bimbo. :) You are not a bimbo, are you??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115384591881783918?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115384591881783918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115384591881783918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115384591881783918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115384591881783918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/bday.html' title=':) Bday'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115374252936302554</id><published>2006-07-24T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T19:29:11.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Chopsticks</title><content type='html'>Ever since late Grandpa left behind an unalterable will to beneficiaries, with clearly apportioned assets to each, antagonizing feelings over contrivance done aforetime proliferate.&lt;br /&gt;Clattering of the Japanese wooden chopsticks were the only audible vibrations present in the air, with exceptions being made to the occasional melodic sounds produced when met with the porcelain bowls. Everyone just feast upon in solitude as the maids took turns to brandish out gourmet dishes which only the affluent can afford everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Breaking the solemn silence was 3rd Aunt's sudden expectorations of phlegm. Everybody lifted their heads up, as if startled by a spewing MG. Grandma then took the chance to sweep a casual glance over all the people at the dining table, after fixating her eyes down for far too long. Perhaps vexation, greed, and uncertainties have been suppressed for too long. Big Uncle took the liberty, just like Grandma, to bring everything all up. He slammed the dining table loudly, hurled a string of profanities before shouting, "Why ever did Dad leave me only 40% of his assets? Am I not his only son?"&lt;br /&gt;Everybody was rooted to his or her seats; not even the maids moved. But, he seemed to speak the unsaid words of his other 3 siblings.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma deadpanned as she looked into the eyes of somebody she no longer knew - the gem of she and her late spouse, the courteous Ace student, the praised-by-many filial son...&lt;br /&gt;"Why did Dad channel 20% to charity? He thinks we have got enough to share??" His voice stormed through the sturdy landed property situated in the middle of Bukit Timah area and echoed through the ears of those present.&lt;br /&gt;Seemingly, material gains, fame and power have depraved him, saturating his mind with only thoughts of "Ways to Get Rich Within 10 Minutes" - it was a stark contrast to the boy who lived in Grandma's recollections.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, transformation of her favorite child has dealt her a humongous blow. She raised her hand high enough to fly a decent slap across his face whilst convulsing in anger. Suddenly, her agitation caused the relapse of her weak heart. As she collapsed on the ground gracefully, she grabbed her beloved son by the hand, and cast a loving gaze at him for one last time.&lt;br /&gt;Achromatic colors gave a one-time flash before she fell into pitch-dark unconsciousness; snippets of memories over her 88 years lived ran furiously in her mind. She wondered for the last time what death really is, as she embarked on her afterlife that has just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (above is not based on a true story)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115374252936302554?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115374252936302554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115374252936302554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115374252936302554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115374252936302554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/japanese-chopsticks.html' title='Japanese Chopsticks'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115366186560978043</id><published>2006-07-23T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:37:45.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my melanin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07177.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a tan at the SAF Yacht Club. Helluva rare i know.&lt;br /&gt;Melanin seldom got the chance to perform in my case, so... do it good baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115366186560978043?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115366186560978043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115366186560978043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115366186560978043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115366186560978043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-melanin.html' title='my melanin'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115359052140332955</id><published>2006-07-22T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T02:01:57.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight feels electric</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07145.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben Cheralyn Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Star-cross'd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airell and I had a crazy loud midnight busride home. It felt like we bared our souls within the span of a ride. Woah, airell, you've been awesome. Thanks for seeing me home too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today's Highlight&lt;/strong&gt;: Ben agrees that Aaron Carter is hot! I wanted to fly to moon momentarily but my thick thighs are like paper weights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filming today again was mentally strenuous. All of us stayed in the aesthetic campus of NP for effin' 12 hours, but then again, I had fun being Lynn. One of the scenes Ben casted such an intense and electrifying gaze at me so much so our eyes nearly got dead-locked and for that split second I almost melted until the truth dawned - we are filming. Haha. And so, I kept telling Airell, &lt;em&gt;whatever it is, tonight feels electric&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115359052140332955?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115359052140332955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115359052140332955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115359052140332955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115359052140332955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/tonight-feels-electric.html' title='Tonight feels electric'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115341579595605144</id><published>2006-07-20T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T00:50:55.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parody</title><content type='html'>Due to the agreement to help Airell(NP friend) on his &lt;strong&gt;school &lt;/strong&gt;film project, I went to meet him and his crew at Esplanade for the camera to start rolling. Getting the gist of the script was rather effortless since it's all about the controversial thing called love. I had to gasp at the sight of my boyfriend(Ben) being kissed by another girl, back a few steps and run away while Ben reaches for my wrist. And to shout harsh breakup words while brushing his hands off. Empathising the role of Lynn (my script name) wasn't tedious at all. Acting could have been - the fact that I have considerable number of NGs.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is like a pseudo electronic organiser which sends less-than-necessary constant reminders of the nearing deadlines of the 2 reports. Dammit gonna get chopped, marinated and fried. But I have filming till Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the parody of love again. If what I wanted was the unsubstantial, what I want now is a Canon EOS 30D. I'll make love with it everyday I swear. Daddy please get me one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115341579595605144?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115341579595605144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115341579595605144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115341579595605144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115341579595605144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/parody.html' title='Parody'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115321821628647522</id><published>2006-07-18T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T19:04:29.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>I was sauntering down the pavement near the bus stop, en route to home when..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boy clad in his green secondary school uniform tapped his card and got off with his friend. Turning his back, his eyes searched for hers which is still in the bus. So very sweet, I thought.&lt;br /&gt;However without much further ado, he brandished out his middle finger from nowhere - sticking it high in the air, waving frantically in her direction.&lt;br /&gt;Without missing a beat, she did likewise followed by a gigantic smile as the Bus 83 drove off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then walked away with a pleased smile. As such, I think I just witnessed the friendliest goodbye in my neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;Well done projectmates for today's successful SSM 3G presentation. 1 down.&lt;br /&gt;123 more to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115321821628647522?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115321821628647522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115321821628647522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115321821628647522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115321821628647522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115315003606957121</id><published>2006-07-17T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T18:36:03.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World-class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07093.13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/200/DSC07093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I leave the picture of my world-class friend and I unposted in this beloved webspace I have been pleasantly blessed with, in the laptop taking up memory space waiting for cobwebs to happen, risking out the chances of dozens of blog readers to admire this more than classic piece of stolen moment taken right at chomp chomp for a span of 10 seconds or so, which speaks a thousand words, a million alphabets &amp;amp; you-get-it-i-don't-have-to-say-a-thing-more. I'm not born eloquent.... this is so darn nonsensical. Or something. Haha. &lt;p&gt;...probably the oldest friend I have in my entire life. Always listening to my never-ending material wants, complaints, whinings and a whole lot of shit. But also always inculcating us to be people of refinement, vulgar-free demeanor, importance of contentment, studies (yawn), kinship etc. Ya! Something like a father! Oh wait, he is my father!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And of course, he means more than the definition of a 'father' in the dictionary to me. &lt;strong&gt;He means the world to the Tan family.&lt;/strong&gt; And so.. I have finished presenting my all-time world-class friend..who happens to be my father. Or world-class father who happens to be my friend? (scratches head)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What the hell am I doing here?? I should be registering Accounts figures in my head. Bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115315003606957121?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115315003606957121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115315003606957121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115315003606957121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115315003606957121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/world-class.html' title='World-class'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115306373374125666</id><published>2006-07-16T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T00:44:27.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her face is the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My gentleman. He really is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07089.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07089.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hokkien Mee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BBQ Stingray.(Chomp Chomp)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Assam Fish Head. (City Plaza) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ice Dish (City Plaza) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC06991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC06991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very cute. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC07086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC07086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Night walk. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC06988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC06988.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sisters for life. No choice anyway. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC06995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC06995.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm too good to be true. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;City Plaza near Guillemard Rd --&gt; Marina Square --&gt; Serangoon Chomp Chomp&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You get the picture, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115306373374125666?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115306373374125666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115306373374125666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115306373374125666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115306373374125666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/sunday.html' title='Sunday!!'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115302882246016644</id><published>2006-07-16T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T13:58:47.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday we all will die</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/AAHA001192.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/AAHA001192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember last night my good friend &amp; I were chatting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..someday Valerie, you'll be loved.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..ya someday i'll meet a boy as crazy as me, and crazy for me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, these things should be kept at bay. The Bloody Exams are coming.&lt;br /&gt;And I just want to say... Sundays are so magical.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115302882246016644?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115302882246016644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115302882246016644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115302882246016644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115302882246016644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/someday-we-all-will-die.html' title='Someday we all will die'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115289237808242314</id><published>2006-07-14T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T10:24:06.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody said it was gonna be easy...but nobody ever said it was going to be so hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean's awesome. Captain Jack Sparrow or Will Turner? How about both, aye? Aye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;To those who thinks I'm still single, I'm still single.&lt;br /&gt;To those who thinks I'm attached, you're wrong - I'm still single.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The opening leak gets smaller.&lt;/strong&gt; And soon it will just be an indelible scar that reminds me of the day you heisted it... and then threw it back to me again, bit by bit. It was already cold, 15 below. Finally I'm convinced the past will never make a trip back again. But, this decision I made will never be rued, for the guy that once lived is the guy I truly love. Foolishly thinking the pact could hold everything together... Wrong, it should be our feelings. Still, that stuffed toy with the banana explicitly sticking out will bear testimony to the very moment you walked in, like with the grace of a thousand angels overhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...we could have been best friends. If only we are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115289237808242314?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115289237808242314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115289237808242314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115289237808242314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115289237808242314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/nobody-said-it-was-gonna-be-easybut.html' title='Nobody said it was gonna be easy...but nobody ever said it was going to be so hard'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115280490386757809</id><published>2006-07-13T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T23:38:28.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very 13th..</title><content type='html'>Is today Friday the 13th?&lt;br /&gt;Oh but it's 13th.. true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell on my knees while rushing for QA tutorial this morning.&lt;br /&gt;guess my very audible 'ouch' made the people ahead turned their backs at once.&lt;br /&gt;Pfffffffffft! Next time I'm not going to rush for classes.&lt;br /&gt;MARK MY WORDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and this black cat. hopefully the owner finds it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115280490386757809?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115280490386757809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115280490386757809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115280490386757809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115280490386757809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/very-13th.html' title='Very 13th..'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115251070312206653</id><published>2006-07-10T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T14:03:01.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a white lie</title><content type='html'>hello diary, I'm in school! :)&lt;br /&gt;despite the siesta i had, i can't wake up in the morning. my mom is neurotic about punctuality. so she kept reprimanding me for being still in bed. couldn't take the music. so, i shot her back something almost guiltless, ''World Cup so first lesson is cancelled.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after that short-lived stupor's over, conscience strikes instantaneously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115251070312206653?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115251070312206653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115251070312206653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115251070312206653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115251070312206653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/white-lie_115251070312206653.html' title='a white lie'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115228071863627186</id><published>2006-07-07T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T22:07:13.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Se7en</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like how a baker needs dough, it's helluva need to make a post today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07-07-twenty-oh-sex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(pun..hm..not really intended)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seven Seas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seven Deadly Sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seventh Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lucky Seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, but because the person who is responsible for making me feel so ever since Sec school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But after all, I'm still lovin' it.&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/19541541-115228071863627186?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115228071863627186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115228071863627186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115228071863627186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115228071863627186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/se7en.html' title='Se7en'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115219492580407346</id><published>2006-07-06T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:15:07.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Shock-er</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Hello, Veronica.. This is Carter. Um, I-I-I'm afraid we can't be together anymore. My family and kids need me. B-Before this gets deeper, I hope we end it right here-", he puts down the phone abruptly lest Veronica hears his painful sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, people like Veronica can go on watching soap operas, bawling their eyes out, plucking petals whilst asking repeatedly, 'You love me? You love me not?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..but don't ever start the comtemplation of self-mutilation or going deeper in suicidal thoughts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;eople often wish they die off the very minute they think they can't come to terms with the setback(s) they face. They hope a lorry give them one good bam.. a blizzard in Singapore to die from.. the moment of courage to drink that bottle of Listerine on hand. Succintly, gazillion ways to die on earth is your pick. But....why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ife's predicaments may seem aplenty. Gradually, interest in everything feigns, and you wish you're not alive. You are not a freak, well, it happened at least to me and you.&lt;br /&gt;A hearsay I've tried (789 times): In front of a mirror, give a Cheshire's smile.&lt;br /&gt;That lady in front of you smiles back! You'll see. Yea that lady. That lady with no qualms in talking you out of that camisole. Simply because she saw that prominent mass of fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; guess you don't really know - your gargantuan smile can send ten jolts of sugar shock to somebody's system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn I want to get out of Singapore (to HK) real quick. 'Cuz this emotional baggage of mine doesn't have a passport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115219492580407346?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115219492580407346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115219492580407346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115219492580407346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115219492580407346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/sugar-shock-er.html' title='Sugar Shock-er'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115176333635399168</id><published>2006-07-01T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T22:48:32.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01 07 06</title><content type='html'>Did you go somewhere I can't be&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me it's just not the same&lt;br /&gt;I'd die hearing this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115176333635399168?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115176333635399168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115176333635399168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115176333635399168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115176333635399168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/07/01-07-06.html' title='01 07 06'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115168697620090067</id><published>2006-06-30T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T12:42:44.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My glass's half-full</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I picture myself holding on to a Canon EOS hanging safely around my neck, with extremely still hands adhered to the sides of it in professional mannerism...my fingers move to click - a work of a masterpiece, or so to me, is completed. This is hence epitome of passion and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with a jerk - $20&lt;br /&gt;Cycling in the park - $6&lt;br /&gt;Sookee jewellery - $500&lt;br /&gt;Taking fine pictures by the sea - Priceless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/DSC06828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To the friends who zap chicken wings for me everyday, to the friends who never grow tired playing hide &amp;amp; seek games with me, to the friends who pepper our conversations with long-live laughters... Cheers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casual talks led to the inquest if the Creator has been fair to us?&lt;br /&gt;It was almost an imperative reply of yes.&lt;br /&gt;And for that, I believe that the Creator has been unbigoted and generous to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides this, I believe that the paths for all homosapiens have been planned too. For e.g., the time when your Grim Reaper comes knocking by, is sadly fixed as well. The future is unwritten..but only because people normally can't predict it. But trust your experiences of deja vu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adage that curiosity kills the cat has been deemed too credible to be true already. One great example is getting fortune told. People try to get a slice of the future through a deck of cards, analysis of Chinese characters or a magic glass globe conducted by mediums who have this believed power of clairvoyance. Amazing amazing. *Jaws reached floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is intriguing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you world-class parents for bringing me to the world that faithful day in October 1988.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(/edited) 30th June 06 was TaiHeng's 19th Birthday. The friend who used to be my "pt bf" back in Y ear 1, who crack me up, or piss me right back... and so to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy 19th Birthday Black Pearl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115168697620090067?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115168697620090067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115168697620090067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115168697620090067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115168697620090067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-glasss-half-full.html' title='My glass&apos;s half-full'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115158600190041572</id><published>2006-06-29T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:00:01.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having a B.F.</title><content type='html'>Nobody takes off my curtains. Nobody. Nobody. Nobody messes with my curtains.&lt;br /&gt;My curtains has always this dual-pupose as a gorgeous embellishment and as a shade from light.&lt;br /&gt;Why does my mother wants to remove it!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can remove my bedsheets, my chair, throw away my textbooks and even my mattress. But not my curtains! Just because she likes all rooms to be well-lit naturally, my dearest windows have to look so bare, naked and cold without its partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am getting a bitch fit (B.F.), since she's removing it for good. Rarrrr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is worse when people disturbs my sleep, especially siestas since they come by rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is going to mess with my curtains when I have a house of my own next time. Did I mention too I want sound-proof walls, maroon carpeted floor and a walk-in wardrobe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115158600190041572?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115158600190041572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115158600190041572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115158600190041572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115158600190041572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/06/having-bf.html' title='Having a B.F.'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115122154107844839</id><published>2006-06-25T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T15:45:41.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Cameras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC06763.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/DSC06763.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We used to spend on them like how we now spend on Prada.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I just joked. How amazing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115122154107844839?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115122154107844839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115122154107844839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115122154107844839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115122154107844839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/06/japanese-cameras.html' title='Japanese Cameras'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115087396111745156</id><published>2006-06-21T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T15:14:50.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have been</title><content type='html'>..stretching every second to let time assume a laidback status.&lt;br /&gt;I failed terribly then&lt;br /&gt;since it appears that whenever you're near, time rev up even uncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;Still, you're gonna be the only Homo sapien unravelling the beauties of life with me, and then one day maybe we can look back at auld lang syne and say to each other you're the best I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;iamsorrymyinactionmadeyousad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;youwillagreetomydealreadilywon'tyou?&lt;/strong&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/19541541-115087396111745156?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115087396111745156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115087396111745156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115087396111745156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115087396111745156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/06/have-been.html' title='Have been'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115056534727224833</id><published>2006-06-18T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T01:29:07.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is so a-maze-za-zing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC06624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/DSC06624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC06627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/DSC06627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/DSC06631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/DSC06631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing people grow up is always amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Especially those who are dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner @ Mandarin Hotel was delectable.&lt;br /&gt;I had Truffle soup, Escargots, and Lamb Shank.&lt;br /&gt;Escargots! ..was initally a Fear Factor challenge.&lt;br /&gt;But they tasted so much like mushrooms, the fear moderated.&lt;br /&gt;So.... yea. I had 3 snails today. So did he. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/DSC066401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Escargots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sang (he says my singing sucks), I penned, I SMS-ed, I blogged..&lt;br /&gt;To wish him the best of everything on his 19th Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My brother is my favourite brother..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;probably because he is my only brother.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/DSC06657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;You're as plump as me, but I'll still like you. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115056534727224833?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115056534727224833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115056534727224833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115056534727224833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115056534727224833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-is-so-maze-za-zing.html' title='This is so a-maze-za-zing'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115038936656978700</id><published>2006-06-16T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:41:01.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fear is the heart of love"</title><content type='html'>... to me it seems clearer than ever now.&lt;br /&gt;This particular line in a song seriously lands me in a fix everytime I listened to it, yea, but not now.&lt;br /&gt;Exuberance from this ambiguity, I like.&lt;br /&gt;They say enlightenment is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;However ignorance is bliss.&lt;br /&gt;But on second thoughts, don't ask for my stand - because I'll rather sit on the fence and sip some Sex on the Beach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115038936656978700?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115038936656978700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115038936656978700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115038936656978700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115038936656978700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/06/fear-is-heart-of-love.html' title='&quot;Fear is the heart of love&quot;'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115025900050348768</id><published>2006-06-14T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T12:37:36.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearts Albino too</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to do brainstorming for Marketing project, then the topic inadvertently drifted to &lt;strong&gt;Benchwarmers&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;On my hand was a tube of moisturizer which I bring out on most days, and with me being too engrossed in stimulating the role of "Albino", I accidentally squeezed some moisturizer on my face too. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/albino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meet Albino!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia and I love Albino&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- 'cuz of the way he eats sunblock! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;In the next 10 years, I will innovate an edible and just-as-effective sunblock for the mankind.&lt;br /&gt;As then, it will also be my favourite appetiser for every meal.&lt;br /&gt;Banana Boat, quick do something too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;Thanks ladies for the help... scampering off with me from Point A to Point B to Point C, coupled with constructive advice to see that things work.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know, $50 per hour each.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115025900050348768?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115025900050348768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115025900050348768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115025900050348768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115025900050348768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/06/hearts-albino-too.html' title='Hearts Albino too'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-115012774563757737</id><published>2006-06-12T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:00:02.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sun is not a monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/benchwarmers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/320/benchwarmers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benchwarmers at 7.30pm with Mr. Tee and then he sent me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie thinks that it's super super hilarious, and it got her really cracking up. Especially enjoyable when the person who sits next to you is a clown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Sun is not a monster!!!"&lt;br /&gt;-Albino&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-115012774563757737?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/115012774563757737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=115012774563757737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115012774563757737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/115012774563757737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/06/sun-is-not-monster.html' title='The Sun is not a monster'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-114993643846444803</id><published>2006-06-10T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T13:45:43.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup 2006</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling this tinge of happiness whenever I have Coffee Bean's Low Fat Orange Muffin. (drools all over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And similarly, I miss you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/icon12black.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The World Cup had commenced today at 12 midnight. It's probably a guy thing the ladies don't get it. You know, the ethereal connection between the men, the Tv, the peanuts and the beer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, all the potents in the world - I don't really get you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-114993643846444803?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/114993643846444803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=114993643846444803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/114993643846444803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/114993643846444803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-2006.html' title='World Cup 2006'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-114965715168820824</id><published>2006-06-07T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T13:12:31.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes for Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How many men does it take to open a beer? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None. It should be opened by the time she brings it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do women have smaller feet than men? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they can stand closer to the kitchen sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you know when a woman is about to say something smart? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she starts her sentence with "A man once told me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you fix a woman's watch?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't. There is a clock on the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do men pass gas more than women? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because women never shut up long enough to build up pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If your dog is barking at the back door and your wife is yelling at the front door, who do you let in first? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog of course. At least he'll shut up after you let him in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's worse than a male chauvinist pig? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman that won't do what she's told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ripped off &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/rant/ventstation/jokes.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) Witty scoffs.. But nevertheless, I enjoyed them!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-114965715168820824?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/114965715168820824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=114965715168820824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/114965715168820824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/114965715168820824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/06/jokes-for-men.html' title='Jokes for Men'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19541541.post-114960158202405844</id><published>2006-06-06T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:58:26.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/ours3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/400/ours3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2021/1936/1600/ours.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's in the way that you move me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the way that you tease me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way that I want you tonight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's in the way that you hold me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the way that you know me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when I can't find the right words to say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You feel it in the way...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am sorry&lt;/strong&gt; - I did the last thing that I'll ever do to you, yet again... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19541541-114960158202405844?l=oldlovethesis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/feeds/114960158202405844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19541541&amp;postID=114960158202405844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/114960158202405844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19541541/posts/default/114960158202405844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldlovethesis.blogspot.com/2006/06/for-you.html' title='For you'/><author><name>Fourboxes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09325252649070004968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e289/fourboxes/DSC09959e.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
