<?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-6653115</id><updated>2011-09-23T05:38:49.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ElmO_LuV</title><subtitle type='html'>Absence makes the heart grows fonder. 
In life, we will tend to gain some and lose some. It doesnt matter what we have gain or lose, what matters is what we had learnt from the process of gaining or losing...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-2753261774447951247</id><published>2010-12-26T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T15:46:48.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wish List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My 2011 Wish List:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Japan/Europe Trip&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SK ll - Facial Treatment Essence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Burberry - MEDIUM NOVA CHECK HOBO BAG&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gucci - 'joy' medium boston bag.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Perfume - Paul Smith Rose/ Miracle Lancome&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fossil Women's CE1010 White Ceramic Bracelet White Glitz Analog Dial Multifunction Watch/ Emporio Armani Watch Women's Ceramic Bracelet AR1409/ Michael Kors White Ceramic Ladies Crystals Watch MK5188 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prada Tessuto Wristlet / Marc Jacobs Q49 Bentley Wristlet Purse Black&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Change e casing for my diamond ring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take family photo @ studio&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-2753261774447951247?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/2753261774447951247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=2753261774447951247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/2753261774447951247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/2753261774447951247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-wish-list.html' title='My Wish List'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-4319487444141821370</id><published>2010-07-17T17:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T18:02:39.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't WannA TaLk AbT iT</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/2Aqo_sg8dFw/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Aqo_sg8dFw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Aqo_sg8dFw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I Don't Wanna Talk About It - Rod Stewart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can tell by your eyes that you've probably been cryin' forever&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the stars in the sky don't mean nothin' to you, they're a mirror&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke my heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but if I stay here just a little bit longer, if I stay here won't you listen to my heart, Oh heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I stand all alone, will the shadow hide the colors of my heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blue for the tears, Black for the night's fears&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The star in the sky don't mean nothin' to you, they're a mirror&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke my heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I stay here just a little bit longer, if I stay here won't you listen... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-4319487444141821370?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4319487444141821370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=4319487444141821370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/4319487444141821370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/4319487444141821370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-wanna-talk-abt-it.html' title='Don&apos;t WannA TaLk AbT iT'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-4851583638138998610</id><published>2009-10-26T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:56:39.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>就要幸福了</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed height="40" type="audio/mpeg" width="75" src="http://content.12530.com/upload/rings1/20090722/600552016143600902000006998426/000065431378_000019.mp3" loop="true" autostart="true" volume="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;就要幸福了-夏宇童&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在大雨过后的傍晚 我一个人走很慢&lt;br /&gt;那把他握过的雨伞 在我手心里发呆&lt;br /&gt;想问 每一座山脉有多少转弯&lt;br /&gt;想问 每一份相爱有多难&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱 是我找好久的依赖&lt;br /&gt;看 被雨打湿的花瓣 我揣摩勇敢&lt;br /&gt;就要幸福了 我不能鼻酸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱 是我最心里的期待&lt;br /&gt;爱 会有满手的温暖 把悲伤擦干&lt;br /&gt;就要幸福了 我就算孤单&lt;br /&gt;心却不再空白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我看着那一面星光 默念寂寞的旁白&lt;br /&gt;我的心事锁了起来 不让谁都能浏览&lt;br /&gt;我相信有一天 会听到令人想哭的誓言&lt;br /&gt;我和他从那天 就一直会走向永远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱 没错我真的相信爱&lt;br /&gt;在 我最脆弱的时候 爱要我乐观&lt;br /&gt;就要幸福了 在不远未来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱 是我最心里的期待&lt;br /&gt;爱 会有满手的温暖把悲伤擦干&lt;br /&gt;就要幸福了 我就算孤单&lt;br /&gt;心却不再空白&lt;br /&gt;我真的相信爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Love comes to those who wait patiently, hav trust in love and bliss is on e way... No matter how difficult or how many obstacles u need to overcome, do not be afraid. Believe in Love, follow ur heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-4851583638138998610?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/4851583638138998610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=4851583638138998610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/4851583638138998610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/4851583638138998610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='就要幸福了'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-8605205799829098245</id><published>2009-03-29T17:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:40:33.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Till Death do Us Apart</title><content type='html'>江蕙--家后&lt;br /&gt;作词:郑进一 陈维祥作曲:郑进一&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一日咱若老 找无人甲咱友孝 &lt;br /&gt;我会陪你 坐惦椅寮 听你讲少年的时阵你有外摮&lt;br /&gt;吃好吃丑无计较 怨天怨地嘛袂晓&lt;br /&gt;你的手 我会甲你牵条条 因为我是你的家后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;阮将青春嫁置恁兜 阮对少年跟你跟甲老&lt;br /&gt;人情世事 已经看透透 有啥人比你卡重要&lt;br /&gt;阮的一生献乎恁兜 才知幸福是吵吵闹闹&lt;br /&gt;等待返去的时阵若到 我会让你先走&lt;br /&gt;因为我会呒甘放你 为我目屎流&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一日咱若老 有媳妇子儿友孝 &lt;br /&gt;你若无聊 拿咱的相片 看卡早结婚的时阵你外缘投&lt;br /&gt;穿好穿丑无计较 怪东怪西嘛袂晓&lt;br /&gt;你的心我会永远记条条 因为我是你的家后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;阮将青春嫁置恁兜 阮对少年就跟你跟甲老&lt;br /&gt;人情世事嘛已经看透透 有啥人比你卡重要&lt;br /&gt;阮的一生献乎恁兜 才知幸福是吵吵闹闹&lt;br /&gt;等待返去的时阵若到 你着让我先走&lt;br /&gt;因为我会呒甘 看你为我目屎流&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: It is always fortunate to have someone to hold ur hand &amp; grow old together. He/She may not be your dreamlover, the ONE. He/She may be very different from your thinkings/characters/likings/dislikes, you will be surprised that actualli wat u wished for, may not be the ONE that u realli wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you want to go to another dimension before your spouse? When we are very very old, I think I would prefer to go first, coz i realli dunno how to scope with it for the aged me, lonely and grieving the loss of him. But i also hope that the one living will not be sad for too long and carry on a normal &amp; happy life, till the time come, we will meet in another dimension again... i strongly believe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-8605205799829098245?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/8605205799829098245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=8605205799829098245&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/8605205799829098245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/8605205799829098245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2009/03/till-death-do-us-apart.html' title='Till Death do Us Apart'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-7613086656961989515</id><published>2008-11-05T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T15:54:20.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My BeloVed Grma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In Oct, I see life and death. My Sec Sch friend, Humin, gave birth to a baby boy on Oct 10. My grandma passed away on Oct 27, 0055H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sad to know that she is gone, forever... Although I expected it, I feel that I din do enough to accompany her. She is down with stroke for 2months in hospital, she can only drink milk thru tube, she can only lie dwn in bed, she can talk but as days passed, she became more tired and weak. She was discharged for 12D at home, but I only visited her on 1 weekend and the next weekend is in hospital and she left... Though is a relieve from her pain, I missed her so much. Though I dun really rem my childhood days I spent with her, I rem she treated all very good. Only when I moved to Punggol, I started chatting with her whenever I go back my Tamp. hse. I could have do more, chat more, visit her more often, etc. When she admitted to hospital, I started visiting her twice a week, then slowly became once a week, I feel so bad. On her last day breathing, I visited her in hospital, I could have stayed at hospital longer or stay overnight, I didn't. Now that she is gone, I see everyone in the family so separated/distant, it is realli very sad. Some quarrel over money, some didn't help out in the wake, some only care about themselves, some didn't visit her on her last day. What most saddening is, she was calling my name when she was at home, I was not there to hold her. On the last day of funeral, it was a hot afternn 2pm, the sky start drizzling all of a sudden, the aged said, she dotes us so much, that she made the ground cooler for us to step barefooted with the socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, though life still goes on, I feel something missing out. I dun realli have strength to work/do things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really regret. I just hope she is happier in the Heaven, blessing us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-7613086656961989515?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/7613086656961989515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=7613086656961989515&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/7613086656961989515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/7613086656961989515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-beloved-grma.html' title='My BeloVed Grma'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-6627594299241825409</id><published>2008-10-01T02:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T03:33:15.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In LoVinG MeMoRiEs of XiAo Bai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rem my Apr'2006 post on my Beloved "Yi4 Li4 Qiu2" (My Hamster), now its Bro - WeWe is gone too on Sept'2008. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actualli it died of old age, Hong said their average life-span is 5yrs. It din come easy for him to make it so far, he had been veri weak and couldnt even walk properly for mths, then he couldnt even clean/drink himslf. So heart pain.. We tot he will be gone when we went Taipei in Aug, we din put him to Hong's mum care, like what we did for our other Hamsters. He lived thru till we were back, till now. At least he managed to see my new flat, and lived almost a yr here. This time round, i expected tis day to come, but seeing him suffered, i realli feel the pinch.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a burial ceremony for him at our void-deck. I dun think i wanna rear animal anymore, it is always so sad to see them gone. I feel so gulity as most of the time, Hong is e one whom take care n feed him. They left footprints in my life... U will be remembered...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-6627594299241825409?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/6627594299241825409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=6627594299241825409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/6627594299241825409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/6627594299241825409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-loving-memories-of-xiao-bai.html' title='In LoVinG MeMoRiEs of XiAo Bai'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-3778770325153015142</id><published>2008-05-07T23:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T02:50:50.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ThE RoSe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Westlife/Bette Midler - The Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say love it is a river&lt;br /&gt;That drowns the tender reed&lt;br /&gt;Some say love it is a razor&lt;br /&gt;That leaves your soul to bleed&lt;br /&gt;Some say love it is a hunger&lt;br /&gt;An endless aching need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say love it is a flower&lt;br /&gt;And you it's only seed&lt;br /&gt;It's the heart afraid of breaking&lt;br /&gt;That never learns to dance&lt;br /&gt;It's the dream afraid of waking&lt;br /&gt;That never takes the chance&lt;br /&gt;It's the one who won't be taken&lt;br /&gt;Who cannot seem to give&lt;br /&gt;And the soul afraid of dying&lt;br /&gt;That never learns to live&lt;br /&gt;And the night has been too lonely&lt;br /&gt;And the road has been too long.&lt;br /&gt;And you think that love is only For the lucky and the strong.&lt;br /&gt;Just remember in the winter&lt;br /&gt;Far beneath the bitter snow&lt;br /&gt;Lies the seed that with the sun's love, In the spring, becomes a Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;P/s: What is love to you now? Is it sweet or bitter? Beautiful or cruel? Always look at the brighter side of things, if Love is Bitter now, at least it did sweeten your life before. Treasure your loved ones when you still have e chance, give when you are still able to, dun let it be a regret when it's too late.&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/6653115-3778770325153015142?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/3778770325153015142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=3778770325153015142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/3778770325153015142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/3778770325153015142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2008/05/rose.html' title='ThE RoSe'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-1192028678761862516</id><published>2008-01-12T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T14:28:02.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of OnE YeaR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is Year 2008!!! What have I done in Year 2007? What is this year resolution? Oh... How old am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Yr2007, alot of thing happened in my life and my friends. Jan - Jing's wedding; Feb - KL trip; Apr - Got my 0.5 carat diamond ring; May - Yanie's 1st baby; Aug - HK trip &amp;amp; Received my new flat's key; Sept - Lily's &amp;amp; Meiling's wedding; Dec - Completion of my new flat renov. and moved in as weekend hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning of the year, time to set new year resolution again. This year, i nearly forgot my age, but when I realised the truth, it always hurt. The sad thing is I didnt realli achieve/done enough in life, for the number of years I lived on Earth. This year, I wanna do better. Enrich myself by gaining knowledge and improving my skills. Lose more weight cause i didnt lose much last year. Excel in my career, if not switch a better pay job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I hope all sisters &amp;amp; friends can find their happiness in love, life and work. Me need to learn to be more hard-working in hse-hold chores/exercise to lose weight/start puttin into action sourcing the fashion course. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-1192028678761862516?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/1192028678761862516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=1192028678761862516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/1192028678761862516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/1192028678761862516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2008/01/power-of-one-year.html' title='The Power of OnE YeaR'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-117656468564942946</id><published>2007-04-14T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T01:33:19.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BuSy Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wowww... I cant believe tht my last blog was last Nov'06. What hav i become? Workaholic? My job is realli killing me, so many work n time not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i feel like i am constantly at work; my mind, body, soul.. It is so unhealthy, i think i am giving myslf alot of pressure or my work is pressing me too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/huihui_02/LiRenJie.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u have an anniversary for your break-up? To be frank, i cant remember mine.. lucky me. I cant imagine having to reminisce tht fateful day every year, it would be so hard on me. It is not tht i have not put down or still thinkin of the person, it is always sad to remember heart-ache, no matter how happy you are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, why do we oni celebrate Valentine's Day, and why there isnt a day to celebrate break-up? Becoz sad memories are not worth remembering? But tht is the time where most lessons learnt. Like the movie "Meet the Robinson" - We should celebrate failure coz it is not worth celebrating success without failure, it is always thru failure, you get to learnt new things and thoughts..If you always manage to get things done successfully, there will be no lesson learnt, no extra knowledge gained. Without break-up, how did you know which Mr Right is the right one for you, how did you know which kinds of guy you shouldnt choose, how did you know wat you realli want in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;p/s: So sis, shall we fixed a date to celebrate break-up?? Think most likely will be a drinkin session.. ;p&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/6653115-117656468564942946?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/117656468564942946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=117656468564942946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/117656468564942946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/117656468564942946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2007/04/busy-me.html' title='BuSy Me'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-116360179973394897</id><published>2006-11-15T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:53:53.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WoRkiNg LiFe TuRninG mE iNto a RoBoT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life at work is super stress, busy, tired and sianz... Never know i love to work so much? Ha.. i am juz a money-driven worker. Hee.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My office is becoming my second home or should i say first? Coz i'm staying at office for more than 10hrs almost everyday, unless i have a date, longer than the time i spent at home. Everyday is so routine, waking up at 5.55am (inclusive of 10mins of nuaning..;p), starting work at 830am, lunching at 12pm, knocking off ard 7plus, home around 10plus, sleep ard 12am and cycle repeat. So sick man, where got time to check email, msn, ponder thoughts to update blog, catch up with some frenzs, etc.. rest oso not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, i decide to msg most of my frenzs whom i seldom meet and always miss, to let them know i'm still alive (in case they tot i dunno died where liao..) So frenzs, come meet me while i still on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of e tis super sianz, grumbling story: Get a life, everyone! Tomorrow will not always exist, dun let work/love/study, etc tied u down.. Spare some time for other things, like meeting frenzs, doing exercise (does sleeping consider an exercise? No? Damn, no wonder i'm growing f_tt_r), spending time wif family, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;p/s: Cheerioz, tis Sat is our drinking day @ a new pub!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-116360179973394897?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/116360179973394897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=116360179973394897&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/116360179973394897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/116360179973394897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2006/11/working-life-turning-me-into-robot.html' title='WoRkiNg LiFe TuRninG mE iNto a RoBoT'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-115815566416564626</id><published>2006-09-13T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:58:24.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ThiNgs U wiSh to FinD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do U have any idea how happy i am now??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Coz i manage to find tis song "How can i not love U". Haha.. ;p And it's no other place than Multiply.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell u a story: I heard tis song from one of my frenz's blog where she put a "JinSamSoon" video from YouTube.com. Then i began to search through-out the web for tis song, but in vain. Till i saw Jing posted a song in Multiply.com then it triggled me tht i might find it there..and.. YES!! So wat is the moral of e story? I have registered as a Multiply.com user for so long, and frenzs have always have been posting pic/music/blog there. It is so near to me but y i din think of it when i wanted so badly for a song? Instead i spent all e time searchin elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we need/want something, we always look beyond us rather than wat's around us? What we busy searching far away elsewhere might be juz few steps away from us. We seldom realise the good of something/person when they can be easily reached/see, we tend to take them for granted and not know how to realli appreciate them. However, we choose to think tht thing/person beyond us which have wide range of source/character are better. Cherish, Appreciate n Treasure wat's around us, they might be gone before we realise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-115815566416564626?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/115815566416564626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=115815566416564626&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/115815566416564626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/115815566416564626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2006/09/things-u-wish-to-find.html' title='ThiNgs U wiSh to FinD'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-115677997399646058</id><published>2006-08-28T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T00:08:44.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ChOiceS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In life, I am always at a crossroad... I dunno why? Am i lucky or unlucky? Maybe some will love to have choices, but not for me... I realli hate to make a choice between two, not that i am greedy wanting the best of both world, anyway there isnt, but i am too indecisive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, one part of me want to choose A but scare to lose B as a frenz, another part of me, think tht staying status quo is a better choice to have 2 as frenzs than losing any one of them but scare that A may be my MrRight, in e end, remain as frenzs with both is my choice. In work, one part of me want to choose OptA but scare that i will lose a best chance of what OptB may provide me, another part of me want to choose OptB but scare that i may not possess what it takes. In e end, i choose OptA, letting go OptB which may be better for me, and continue to do what i au fait on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, although I always tend to look back at the choices i made, but i never regret, as I have learn to self-comfort, finding excuses, reasons and the benefits of my choices. Hee... Believe in urself, love who and what you are... There must be a reason why a choice is made over another, be it better or worse, they are for you to move forward or learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-115677997399646058?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/115677997399646058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=115677997399646058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/115677997399646058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/115677997399646058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2006/08/choices.html' title='ChOiceS'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-115203900370782393</id><published>2006-07-05T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T13:33:06.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LuV U NoT</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/huihui_02/Twins.PNG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how it feel when you cant love the one you loved? Lack of courage,Consider too much, Cant bear to hurt anyone... (Of coz not saying abt loving others bf, i mean love triangle) This is what i always think: Love is ambiguous, no one will know what will happen, but friendship is forever, it can be everlasting as long as u want it to. Dont bet on love, with the risk of losing friendship, though you may regret, sad or may not even find another one that you deeply love. Sometimes if saying who u love, might make the situation worst, it is better not say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within Love, there is suspicious, jealousy, possessive. But within friendship, there is only care, envy, forgive and forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-115203900370782393?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/115203900370782393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=115203900370782393&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/115203900370782393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/115203900370782393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2006/07/luv-u-not.html' title='LuV U NoT'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-115104800482678903</id><published>2006-06-23T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T15:55:03.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SiSters &amp; FrenZs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/huihui_02/Lyric_XiaTian_XiuTian.PNG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes it is so sweet to think how we get to know each other, looking back when we were still in our teens; full of life, fun, happenings, etc... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Let me think how i know Jing 1st, becoz she is the first whom i got to know in Sec 3. Why? Ok, We are short... So we sit together in the first row lor. Then we chat, eat, toilet, study, cook (Food &amp; Nutrition class) always together. (Think Jing is Xia Tian, I Qiu Tian) Karen, Peiyu and Juan were Jing's Sec 1 frenzs, so eventually we are all frenzs. (With Karen and Peiyu, think we are both, coz we are Capricorn) We have a nickname in our Food &amp;amp; Nutrition class " Goldfish Gang". Wanna know why? Becoz Jing &amp; Karen looks blur blur rite, Me and Peiyu never pay attention ba. Whenever after the teacher explained wat we are going to cook/do, we will go back to our cooking stations and look at each other. When the teacher walked around and asked " Do U know this has to put this?" We will give her tht "Goldfish" looks (Mouth - huh! Eyes open Big). Hee... Jing has 2 all times-fav jokes, spread by Karen, Jing's bag and her Sec 1 swimming lesson. Ok lah, I shant elaborate on it to make it known worldwide. Hee... Those were the days. Wen is introduced into the group by Karen, coz she juz broke up wif bf and frenzs. Mei is Jing's cousin so our group get bigger when we start to hang out with an overage. Haa.. But grateful to Jing for letting me have the feeling of having a Big JieJie, which I longed. (Haa.. i feel tht Wen and Mei are Xia Tian)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first phase of this song describes my meeting with ShiLing (Poly's frenz), coz our first sight is not love..Hee... Never know that we could be close/good frenz till now, she listens and gives advice whenever i need them. MeiLing is fated to be my frenz coz we were Sec sch mates and we never talk/know each other till Poly when we were in the same class. WeiLing cares alot for frenzs, and pay attention to wat their likes and dislikes, while Huimin is easy-going, no temper. We are linked by our names; Turn WeiLing 'W', U get 'M' MeiLing, link by 'Ling' is ShiLing, link by 'Shi', is ShiHui, then link by 'Hui' is Huimin. A very different group from sisters, we seldom go shopping, will meet up for coffee, bday treats, however, they are the oni group that i went oversea with, they are oso a bunch of good listeners and care-giver. (Well, in this group, i think i am Xia Tian, rest are Qiu Tian, wat u all think?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the gals whom will not blame/hate each other for not having time for one another, or spending more time on bf, we will oni grumble... (Like someone lor, seldom meet up , arrange meetings, blogging, upload photos after she has bf...;p) Sometimes we are unable to meet out so often, but we will not lack of topics to chat. I think sometimes frenzs can realli understand better how U realli feel than bf, so U need frenzs. And bf may not be forever, but sisters/good frenzs are forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how busy i am, how seldom we meet up/chat, you all are always on my mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-115104800482678903?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/115104800482678903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=115104800482678903&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/115104800482678903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/115104800482678903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2006/06/sisters-frenzs.html' title='SiSters &amp; FrenZs'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-114845825262230253</id><published>2006-05-24T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T18:51:51.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>StaNd bY Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/huihui_02/Lyric04.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one at your side when you feel the worst is the True one. There are alot of people around you when you are happy or celebrating but who are the ones that will be by your side when you are depressed, trashed, ditched, friendless, etc.. If you are lucky, you will have many.. But i feel even if you have only one, you should be glad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, there are more sad moments in life than happy moments. The one that are willing to share the sad moments, listen to grumble, lending a shoulder to cry, sacrifice their sleep, etc, will of course be your ultimate true friends or lover, and not those whom provide you materially. You may feel that you can/should overcome your problems, yourselves... but it is always better to have someone by your side, to ease the pain. Even if no word is exchanged, may be the best conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherish them and make sure you stand by them too when they needed you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you dont have any, start reflecting on your attitude towards friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-114845825262230253?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/114845825262230253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=114845825262230253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/114845825262230253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/114845825262230253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2006/05/stand-by-me.html' title='StaNd bY Me'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-114595034126101637</id><published>2006-04-25T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T15:41:36.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BiG and HeaVy LoAd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hurray!!! I finished my projects...Must Celebrate tis Sat @ B-one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, i managed to finished my projects, with the help from my Dear and many people of coz...Thanks! Now i feel so light after dropping the big and heavy loads, but revision for exam follows... Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, we seem to keep carrying loads, be it heavy or light. We are constantly carrying one load to one place and another, drop it down at a place liao, then take up another load and carry it to the next destination. We cant seem to rest or stop. Why?? It's so tiring! From dropping the working load, i carried the studies load, then am gg to drop and carry back a new working load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must we be so tired throughout? Izit the money issue or is it competition or is it tht's wat make life meaningful and fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i hope my loads get lighter and lighter as i move on...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&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/6653115-114595034126101637?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/114595034126101637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=114595034126101637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/114595034126101637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/114595034126101637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2006/04/big-and-heavy-load.html' title='BiG and HeaVy LoAd'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-114539066409868342</id><published>2006-04-17T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T04:07:31.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AniMaLs LuV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is to my Beloved "Yi4 Li4 Qiu2" (My Hamster)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really not a good care-giver, i realli loved and cared for her but guessed i didnt expressed well enough. She is like her name, looks like a white ball, even when she is sleeping... Although she was with me oni for a short while, i realli feel the pinch when she is gone.. today... I didnt play much with her coz i scared to hold her, I didnt take good care of her coz i too busy with my stuffs, I havnt had enough of her and she is gone... I realli regret! This is human, always have to wait till we lost somethings, then we start to groan about it. Or mayb tht's me oni.. Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a quite weird feeling, abit sad, lost, lifeless, remorse, gulity, etc... It seems like somehow or in a way, i killed a life. Life is so fragile, esp for animals, they realli need alot of care and attention. I dun think i wanna rear dog le (used to dream of having a xiaobai), after this incident, i know that i cant take good care of animals, when i havnt even learn to take good care of myself. And it is realli hard to overcome the lost of them, you may think that it's just a animal/hamster, but it's a small life, tht leaves a footprint in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont rear an animal if you are not ready to put in all the love, care and attention they need. Dont let them suffer, and adds to your sins. I can tell you it is not a good feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-114539066409868342?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/114539066409868342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=114539066409868342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/114539066409868342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/114539066409868342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2006/04/animals-luv.html' title='AniMaLs LuV'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-114336501352608282</id><published>2006-03-26T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T18:17:38.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DaNger zoNe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/huihui_02/RenZhi_lyric.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving someone and being with someone is so difficult...&lt;br /&gt;There is always a danger zone when a relationship reaches certain stages. In this zone, there is doubts, uncertainty, misunderstanding, etc... Why a couple come to tis zone? Is it that the love is not enough, care is not enough, understanding not enough, trust is not enough or we humans are juz not contented with wat we have. My sis said tht as long as we passed the zone, we will be fine.. But on wat basis should tis zone be overcome? Hare-care and let it thru, the problem is not solve.. Solutions should be found rite... or no, coz the truth always hurts. Can love solve everything? As long as both love each other deeply, there is nothing both cant overcome. However, i always prefer the truth, nothing but the truth, be it hurt or not... i should be strong and walk it thru myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-114336501352608282?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/114336501352608282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=114336501352608282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/114336501352608282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/114336501352608282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2006/03/danger-zone.html' title='DaNger zoNe'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-114137363181384397</id><published>2006-03-23T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T02:31:16.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LovE iS a GaMbLe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;**Is going into a relationship a Gamble? **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);" &gt;No one know whether a relationship will turn out fruitful or fruitless. If you are a aimless gambler then you will be drifting in love but if you know how to gamble smartly, then you might not be hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;To gamble smartly, you need to know the person well e.g.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt; observe his/her behaviour towards frenzs, things, happenings, likes &amp; dislikes, etc. AND horoscope compatibility..hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;If you juz jump into the relationship, there is a higher chance of losing. There might be some chance of winning, but how many percent of hope? The probability is lower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;However, people always say there is no harm trying, provided tht you are ready for some hurt. We always hope for the best outcome if possible, who wanna be in a relationship tht we might get heartaches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here are some analysis from msn.com: (Hee...How true huh?) I find mine quite true lor, however all of below is juz for fun and reading leisure, wat's impt is how u manage the relationship and how much u two love each other. Love makes all possible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Capricorn &amp; Pisces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Mine &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The profound Pisces sensitivity gravitates toward a solid Capricorn mooring (secure), a reassuring and respectable person. But the total absence of materialism characteristic of the Pisces irritates the Capricorn, who knows what things are worth after having earned them through hard work. Discussion is difficult, due to the Capricorn's rock-hard realism (practicality/matter-of-factness). The Pisces floats in a spiritual, emotional, poetic medium. However, often the latter's pliancy (easily adaptable) makes it possible for him to submit to Capricorn's direction. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Leo &amp;amp; Capricorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Mei's &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Initially, it seems an unlikely match. These two socially-oriented signs often meet at parties and social functions, but rarely cross the threshold to intimacy. Capricorn's aridity is almost unable to accommodate the Leo's gushy sentimentality and romanticism. Though the Lion enjoys Capricornian humor, the latter's independence, self-sufficiency, and smugness quickly arouses her ire (anger). Moreover, extravagant spending is inimical to the Saturnine. If each swallows their pride, the odd couple may succeed. If not, it won't... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sagittarius &amp; Libra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Jing's &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The meeting of two such optimistic minds should lead straight to bliss. Together, they enjoy elaborating their plans, consolidating their social prominence, and embarking on adventurous journeys. Librans lean towards marriage, but Sagittarius holds back, fearful of losing her independence. However, if she can be convinced that marriage will not crimp her freedom, the knot will soon be tied. The couple, surrounded by a sea of friends, will carry out shared dreams and ambitions, endowed with just enough common sense and rationality to accomplish them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aquarius &amp;amp; Virgo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Wen's &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The only turf these two signs can share is the intellectual one. The traditional, methodical Virgo panics in the absence of familiarity and routine; the Aquarius devotes herself to overturning the routine and modernizing the world. Likewise, in the emotional realm, Virgo seeks certainty while Aquarius craves the unpredictable. The Aquarian chill bothers the devoted Virgoan, who may reproach himself for some inner failing. However, love makes all things possible... But this couple will be a challenge for both partners to tackle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cancer &amp; Aries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - SLing's &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sensitive, gentle, subtle Cancer is likely to be offended by the Ram's sometimes brutal impulsiveness. One worships the family; the other feels hemmed in by it. Dynamic Aries resents being tied down to the home and hearth primordial to Cancer, and Cancer is likely to withdraw into a prolonged sulk if she feels abandoned. Only shared compromise, patience, and attentiveness can build this couple. However, the Aries will always be the boss. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cancer &amp; Pisces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When these two Water signs flow together, the Moon soon locks into Neptune's orbit. Cancer and Pisces intuitively understand each other; they handle each other's sensitivity with respect, care, and gentleness. Their personalities are likely to merge. In physical love, they give of their souls for mutual delight. Loathing power struggles, they silently respect each other's solitude, and barely need to speak aloud. Pragmatic Cancer can relieve dreamy Pisces of life's daily tasks. If the latter is willing to settle down, total harmony is in store for them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Scorpio &amp;amp; Scorpio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (the match tht we discussed) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;One of the most erotic pairings possible, the Scorpio duo ecstatically merges in the depth of shared emotion. Both endowed with hyper-intuitiveness, they sense each other's needs without speaking, communicating in an intimate and profoundly aquatic personal language. The only danger they must beware of is their possessiveness, which can undermine their happiness. When jealousy sets in, they can spy on and torment each other into sheer agony. If only this pair of Scorpions could live alone on some deserted island, nothing could trouble their bliss. It would be Paradise! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-114137363181384397?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/114137363181384397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=114137363181384397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/114137363181384397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/114137363181384397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2006/03/love-is-gamble.html' title='LovE iS a GaMbLe'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-113999076529420483</id><published>2006-02-15T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T16:22:49.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VaLenTine's DaY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Is Valentine's Day suppose to be a happy or sad day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is a day filled wif LOVE, so i thought it should be happy... But why do i see so many "Volcanos" erupted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gals get angry when their bf never get them flowers (Flowers are expensive, gals... Be more practical, ask them for $$..Hee..)&lt;br /&gt;2. Gals get angry when guys didnt/cant make reservations for dinner (U can feast anytime, anywhere, as long as both of U are together)&lt;br /&gt;3. Guys are annoyed when gals go out wif other guys, when they themselves didnt date the gals.&lt;br /&gt;4. Guys are annoyed when gals were late for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;5. Both was furious when they cant think of where to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is LOVE good or bad? If it is good then why is it that when there's love, there will be jealousy, sadness, desirous, suspicious, etc? If it is bad, why everyone yearns to find LOVE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-113999076529420483?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/113999076529420483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=113999076529420483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/113999076529420483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/113999076529420483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day.html' title='VaLenTine&apos;s DaY'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-113678583851009788</id><published>2006-01-11T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T17:01:30.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CaRe for OtheRs</title><content type='html'>When things never turn out to be what you expected, how will you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really don't understand is it that we had mis-interpret how things should be or things juz changed as time goes by. You may feel that you are close with one, but he/she may not feel the same. You may feel that you care alot for one, but he/she may not care even a least bit for you. You may feel that you will go all way out if possible for one, but he/she may not. Why? I understand that some may be self-centered that they will only think of themselves first rather than other people. And maybe the way that one caring for someone may be different from others. It is true that one may do things for someone without wanting any returns, but who wouldnt yearn for some return or response? Friends are about helping one another and not juz taking without giving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, i do care and think alot for my close-ones like family, sisters, friends and bf. But i think i am not good at expressing myself. Prehaps, i juz feel that as long as i do care, i do not need to show it out so obviously that i cared. I prefer to shower my care in silent, to know that they are well. If you understand me well, you will know that i cared, even how little i keep in contact or how little i organise to meet. However, when friends needed support or help, i will try my very best to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, some think that you must show it if you care, not showing is not caring. So what if you show that you care and when one needed help, you are not there? Or so what if you show out that you care and the care is not true or sincere? It would be so meaningless then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be true to others, Be true to yourselves. Reach out for others, then others will reach out for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Always remember that what you reap is what you sow. Dun expect people to care for you, if you never care before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-113678583851009788?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/113678583851009788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=113678583851009788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/113678583851009788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/113678583851009788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2006/01/care-for-others.html' title='CaRe for OtheRs'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-113580247143459449</id><published>2005-12-29T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T04:46:28.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ONE at the DooR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;People always say opportunity will come knocking on your door one day...&lt;br /&gt;But my lecturer think that unless you have many doors out there for it to knock, or else who are you or wat you have to trigger the knock. I feel that it is quite true in job-hunting. What about in love-hunting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always say when one happiness door closed, another will open. But i think when one door closed, many will open. However, attending to which will depend solely on your self judgemt, love, heart &amp; mind, also rejecting with grace for others.&lt;br /&gt;And do we realli need to receive at least a door that opened? The answer is NO, receive it oni when you are ready and prepared. Readi to trust &amp;amp; commit, prepare urslf for the possibility to be hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not love someone becoz that someone love you, do not love someone becoz you needed someone, do not love someone becoz no one love you... Love someone only when ur heart &amp; mind say "He is the ONE". The one who will grow old with you, still holding your hands, &amp;amp; kissing you goodnite when your hair turned grey, teeth all fallen and skin wrinkled...Hee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-113580247143459449?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/113580247143459449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=113580247143459449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/113580247143459449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/113580247143459449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-at-door.html' title='The ONE at the DooR'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-113170728351458098</id><published>2005-11-13T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T01:26:16.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SamE KinDs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When U are feeling down, will you think of someone special? Or you juz need someone who has the same fate, to share your downs? Or you will suffer in silent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness can be eased, Pain can be cured, but Time lost cannot catch back...&lt;br /&gt;The Earth wont stop turning for anyone, Time cannot pause for anything, but Hurt can stop as fast as you want it to. Everyone will have their own problem and sadness, as long as we learn how to solve it or find something to numb it, there is nothing we cant overcome. One's will-power is very strong, I believe you will be surprise with the things you achieved which you always thought you cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/318321/lyric03.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Today, I went to a familiar and yet new place, Sembawang Park. It was 7 years ago, since I lasted went with my sisters, and Secondary Sch friends, on Karen's and mine Bday. At that time, all our bfs were different ones as the ones now. Does that means that there will be no such thing as long-term relationship when you were young? Or Humans' feelings juz changed as time passed...&lt;br /&gt;Well, at first, Me and Hong went there because we wanted to explore a restuarant there, but when we reached there, i noticed that the shelter there, was so familiar... But I cant recalled much le, I know it wasnt a pleasant Bday.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the place is fragranced with grass smell, nice scenery with big ships and overlooks Johor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-113170728351458098?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/113170728351458098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=113170728351458098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/113170728351458098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/113170728351458098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2005/11/same-kinds.html' title='SamE KinDs'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-112851095481605897</id><published>2005-10-05T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T14:27:42.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EndLeSS LovE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm414YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mermaid" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_35_6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have U watched "The Myth" by Jackie Chan? It is quite a nice one, an Romantic, Exciting, Amazing, Funny show. The theme song "Endless Love" is veri nice and touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If our memory is not erasable even after we had our another life, what will you do? Discover more or ignore? I think i will be very interested to find out more, as I am curious of what had happened in the past, who am i and my love story. Historically, there were always more romance stories in the olden days, maybe mine was a romantic one too...Heee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching that show, it leads me to think that even if you had an endless love for someone, the someone may no longer be the one U used to know... the feelings and love is no longer there or the same. Becoz there is one scene when the immortal concubine,JinXiShan, discovered that General MengYi, JackieChan, is no longer him becoz it's his another life. She feels so sad and denied the truth and continue to wait and believing that her love will return one day. I can realli deeply feel and understand that kind of feeling...&lt;br /&gt;Once i wasted a few years to understand or accept that my love will not return. After the break-up, i waited and hoped for my ex-bf to change his mind and come back to me. More than 6 mths later, we managed to keep in contact again, but after a few outings, i realised that he is no longer him, the one i yearned for or used to know. I went into a state of devastation and despair. Soon, we drifted apart... but i still held the thinking that he will be back to what he is one day...For a few years, then i slowly start to realise that he will not be him again. Or rather, this is the REAL him now.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone gonna move on and human changed with the environment and surroundings they come in contact with, but there is no reverse cure. Therefore, that part of memories can oni be kept in a corner deep deep inside your heart, never can it continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the moral of the story is : Never waste years (Y i say years? Becoz it is quite unlikely to stop sadness using mths) to go into states of all sadness and to wait for your ex to return. Things will not always be the same as what u have imagined or want, feelings changed, he/she will change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/huihui_02/lyric02.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-112851095481605897?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/112851095481605897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=112851095481605897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/112851095481605897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/112851095481605897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2005/10/endless-love.html' title='EndLeSS LovE'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-112616932129713796</id><published>2005-09-14T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T20:18:24.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EraSinG MemoRieS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="WTC Candle" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/14/14_3_15.gif" border="0" /&gt;If there is a place that can help you erase the memories that you want to erase, will you want to try? Or if your bf/gf went to that place to erase memories of U, how will u feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LoveAnime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://cw6.so-net.net.tw//kokoro/88601.html"&gt;http://cw6.so-net.net.tw//kokoro/88601.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me wanna erase some part of my memories but part of me scare that if i erased it, i will not know the lesson learnt and sad memories are worth remembering sometimes. I think i will feel very sad if someone close to me intend to have no memories of me. How could one be so heartless and cruel to destroy the memories that they once had, be it sad or happy, there must be a time when both of them happily shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything happen for a reason, maybe U are too hurtful/painful/scary to be remind of...Hee... Find out the real reason behind, coz die oso must die gracefully, in order not to live with regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, chatted with my sisters, discussed on horoscope (my fav) for guys, wanna share with u coz i feel is quite true for some:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; :&lt;/span&gt; (Someone's new target)&lt;br /&gt;good --&gt; he;s a chauvinist, which turns u on coz until recently u are dating a guy who drank flavoured coffee&lt;br /&gt;bad -- &gt; wait til he starts asking where his dinner is&lt;br /&gt;the end --&gt; babe, u r the best, but he got room for alot more notches in the belt (means 2 timers...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pisces :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (My DearDear)&lt;br /&gt;good --&gt; sweet dreamy full of compliments&lt;br /&gt;bad --&gt; bascially every girl he goes, "are u my mom?" (...dunno wat it mean???)&lt;br /&gt;the end --&gt; you never have your heart eaten out by anyone nicer, expect the best of table manners (means very loyal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sagi :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Jing's old love)&lt;br /&gt;good --&gt; all the other gals want him, but he chooses you&lt;br /&gt;bad --&gt; thats what u think - he cheats&lt;br /&gt;the end --&gt; dont expect him to go thru a mourning period - he'll have someone else lined up even before the door hits your rear (To think that Jing still think it means good,&lt;br /&gt;so popular meh, got pple lined up..Haha.. I think it's bad as he wont go thru sad moment with U, Wen agreed that he will have alot of spare tyres)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scorpio :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Wen's &amp; Mine old flame... Different guy lah)&lt;br /&gt;the good --&gt; he;s charmatic, keeps u interested&lt;br /&gt;bad --&gt; hello scorpio's temper is from hell&lt;br /&gt;the end --&gt; encourage him to express his anger via email, then cancel your Hotmail account, change your tel no and move far far away (But i never experience the anger before, lucky me. Wen said she experienced till scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virgo :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Wen's Hippo)&lt;br /&gt;good --&gt; he;s preppy, self-depreciating and practical&lt;br /&gt;bad --&gt; therapy 5 times a week only scratch the surface (no use talkin to him one. wont understand a thing u say)&lt;br /&gt;the end --&gt; he;s defensive, so he goes offendsive, be prepared for a tongue lashing (not the good kind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cancer :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;good --&gt; sensitive, sec-obsessed and the perfect scam&lt;br /&gt;bad --&gt; he;s completely anal (asshole) and ridiculousy insecure&lt;br /&gt;the end --&gt; if u dump him, he be obsessed with u 4ever. if you dun dump him, be prepared to be smothered to death (sticky guy... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Taurus :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (the U Know Who)&lt;br /&gt;good --&gt; he is a shy secret pervert... (eh, good points meh)&lt;br /&gt;bad --&gt; he'll make u miserable if your r/s dun go the way he wants it&lt;br /&gt;the end --&gt; mixed signals. he leave u , come back, leave u again, come back... and the cycle continues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Libra :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Someone's old target)&lt;br /&gt;good - &gt; adorable, thoughtful, soft spoken&lt;br /&gt;bad --&gt; ...which a disguise to hide his judgemental ideas&lt;br /&gt;the end --&gt; a dissertation on exactly what you have don wrong, what he has done wrong, what u both have done wrong , that will make u want to kill yourself (a mind game player)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-112616932129713796?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/112616932129713796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=112616932129713796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/112616932129713796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/112616932129713796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2005/09/erasing-memories.html' title='EraSinG MemoRieS'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-112546959253717034</id><published>2005-08-31T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T16:14:05.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LoVe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm414YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Heart Glasses" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/a05/36_3_9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What is Love? Is it something that you can keep and hold in your hand or is it something that you can only feel, nobody will know, excect you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think love only concerned about you and him or it involved others, like family and friends? Hmmm... For me, realli very difficult to answer. I feel that love should be oni about the two of us, so even no one see well about the relationship, as long as the two of us are happy together, it's ok. Who cares what others think.. as long as we are happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; if he/she is realli bad and not suitable for you, and you didnt realise, coz "Love is Blind". He/She may be cheating on you but you didnt know or He/She may have double personalities and without family and friends' concerns, will you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am still young, i will said never mind, as long as I am happy now, it's ok. Who knows wat will happen tomorrow? As age is growing, I feel that I only want the one that I can lived with and grow old together. That is, he can tolerate my everythings, care for my everythings and understand me. I know it's hard to find lah... I know if you want someone to treat you the way you wished, you have to do the same too. Can I? I cant ...Hee&lt;br /&gt;Why? Bcoz i need anger management course, as i said, i seem to have lower tolerance level for my loved ones. Maybe they are my loved ones, so i want the best of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you loved someone, dun love him/her blindly... Open both your eyes AND heart to observe, dun follow only eyes or heart. If there is one or two person said he/she is bad, it might be rumours. If almost everyone around you tell you, he/she is bad, it cant be rumours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you are still young and sourcing around, go ahead and love freely... Love is Blind anyway. Love make one grow, matured and stronger. Dun be afraid to love, be afraid that you dun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/318321/lyric01.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-112546959253717034?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/112546959253717034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=112546959253717034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/112546959253717034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/112546959253717034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2005/08/love.html' title='LoVe'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-112236966378726941</id><published>2005-07-26T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T17:54:10.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GreAteSt FeAr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZNxdm414YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Angel 2" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_22_25.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What is your greatest fear? Is it lonely or darkness or dying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I am afraid of going home alone late, past mid-nite. Why? My mind will start to run wild and think of every little stupid or dangerous thing that might happen. I was not like this in the past, all the dangerous scene will not appear or come across my mind and I will think that it will not happen to me. But after my Yishun bf broke-up with me, I start to feel this fear in me.&lt;br /&gt;Few days after our break-up, i went over his flat's void-deck to wait for his return, to pass him back some things. During my awaiting, I realised that the surrounding was so quiet and there wasnt a single soul. Being in an unfamiliar district, I start to wonder what if someone attacks me from the back, how can i react or etc. Luckily, nothing had happened and after a teary scene, i left for my "Home Sweet Home".&lt;br /&gt;Home is still my favourite place to hide when I'm feeling down, becoz whenever I am sad or vexed, i feel like sleeping, in my bed. Hee.. Mayb my mind is too lazy to be sad or too tired to think of sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always try to overcome this fear by telling myself dun think too much, or praising myself what a wild imaginations i have, to ease my fear. Well, it did help alittle.&lt;br /&gt;So, if you have a fear for something, dun juz sit there and said you are afraid of this and that, try to do something to overcome it. If there is a will, there is a way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-112236966378726941?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/112236966378726941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=112236966378726941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/112236966378726941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/112236966378726941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2005/07/greatest-fear.html' title='GreAteSt FeAr'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-112168630903828018</id><published>2005-07-19T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T14:00:36.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EnVyinG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZNxdm414YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Butterfly" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_33_6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How long can a person hold a memory of someone? A year? A decade? Or forever?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just can't describe how good is that someone, but he/she just can't seem to be replaced by another person. Or is it that we just refuse to let he/she being replaced. In our mind, there is always "What if?" What if we are still together now? What if i continue to persist that time? What if i do this or What if i do that? Tell yourselves, there is no "what if", if not we wouldnt be what we are now. Look forward to now instead of the past, we can't catch back any of the past, but we can treasure now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at others, we may tend to envy what they have and longed to be the same. But how often do we realise that what we alreadi have, is actually what we longed to have beyone what we have. So, always look around you and think of every little things, others do for you, it might not be anything great, but it may be what you envy others of, or others might envy. We always dunno how fortunate we actually are, therefore are constantly searching the happiness we want. Sometimes, we ourselves dunno what we really want or need. Like me, I realli dunno what I need or want. We just know to keep wanting the best of the best but how often do we realised that what we humans realli need is just love, care and concern. Which is more important, Is it Want or Need? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-112168630903828018?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/112168630903828018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=112168630903828018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/112168630903828018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/112168630903828018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2005/07/envying.html' title='EnVyinG'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-112132267390867447</id><published>2005-07-14T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T15:02:44.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ToLeRancE LiMitEd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZNxdm414YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Throw Computer" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_8_13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do you think there is a limit to tolerance ? And how much is max limit ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we realli cant measure and it is up to individual that how much you wanna it to be the max of your tolerance level. I have higher tolerance level for my close friends but lower for loved ones, i dunno why. Maybe i expect more from them, esp my bf. But i feel there is no limit to my tolerance for him. People always said we should feel contented of wat we have, nothing is perfect. Having no expectations may sounded worst. That means you dun see any good or improvement that they will achieved. Or you can pick up anyone on the streets as there is no requirements..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But towards friends, there will be a limit to my tolerance level. If i dun like the person (i am not those kind whom dislike others for no reasons, he/she should have stepped on me), i wont wanna talk, see, be with the person, or even walking pass. I wont want any acquaintance with me, all around me and whom i keep contact with, are my friends. I dun see the need of having acquaintance, which i feel it is untrue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So friends reading tis and knew abt the pig-dog incident (&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Read Dec12 Blog&lt;/span&gt;), stop asking me to go out/make up with him, or tell me that i am making things difficult, and said "Aiyo, so long liao, forget it lah." I think everyone has our own choice and circles of friends rite. If i go out wif my other circle of friends and knowing another circle will not click, i wont force them to join. Like if U know U wont click with someone, U will not wanna go out with them. I dun mind if my poly friends go out without me, when they wanna go out with tht pig-dog, but juz dun force me or try to persude me to go. U can say i am stubborn , petty or etc... That's me. I will not wanna do things which i dont like. Seriously, there is no hatred or dislike towards him now, juz that i dun wanna have tis kind of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things not happened on us, we will seem to take it lightly, not trying to understand others' feelings or put ourselves in one's shoes. Even if we did, different people will have different reactions, that is why humans are complicated. Things that we dont mind, doesnt means others dun mind.. So try spare a thought for others and care about others' feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-112132267390867447?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/112132267390867447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=112132267390867447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/112132267390867447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/112132267390867447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2005/07/tolerance-limited.html' title='ToLeRancE LiMitEd'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-112050756236870792</id><published>2005-07-05T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T04:32:19.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRiEnDss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm414YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="No" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_46.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it feels no one understands&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know why i do the things i do&lt;br /&gt;when pride builds me up till i can't see my soul&lt;br /&gt;will you break down these walls and pull me through&lt;br /&gt;coz it's a long long journey&lt;br /&gt;till i feel that i am worth the price &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;you paid for me on calvary beneath those stormy skies&lt;br /&gt;when satan mocks and friends turn to foes&lt;br /&gt;it feel like everything is out to make me lose control&lt;br /&gt;coz it's a long long journey till i find my way home to you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i realli feel veri sad for tis friend, denied all friends goodwills and taking their caring advises as humiliating him. Or his love for the gal had alreadi turned him into an hateful monster, numbing all his feelings for friends, treating friends as tools and takes them for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i realli dun understand why over &amp; over again we want to talk some sense into him, but to him is all nonsense. Well, guessed i would juz have to give up... I should have know that people always dun like to hear things that are not music to their ears, I shouldn't have wasted my saliva once again on such hopeless fellow. Although he is not a "very" true &amp;amp; good friend, somehow i still feel a pinch in the heart, seeing such a silly guy, falling for a gal that will never like him or maybe he juz needed a someone for him to shower his love. And becoz of that he twisted and turned stories and making use of his friends. If one is too involved in somethings, U tend to lose control of yourselves and hurt whoever in your ways, even though U dun mean to, U had alreadi did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm414YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Best Friends 1" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_12_133.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Friends forever to the rest who realli appreciate &amp; treasure friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZNzeb054_ZNxdm414YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZNzeb054&amp;amp;pp=ZNxdm414YYSG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-112050756236870792?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/112050756236870792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=112050756236870792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/112050756236870792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/112050756236870792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2005/07/friendss.html' title='FRiEnDss'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-111942388122948412</id><published>2005-06-27T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T15:13:04.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HardEsT ThiNgs iN LiFe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fishy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_33_3.gif" border="0" /&gt; Now should be my most relaxed period coz I am having my holidays but I dont find it enjoyable. I am like the fish in the fish-tank, always at home most of the time, doing nothing... Haiz... Hope to find a temp. job but nowadays, it is so difficult to find a 1-mth job. Think I am going to rot soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trying to forget someone you love is trying to remember someone you never know&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is realli difficult to forget a person we once loved, but why do we wanna forget the person? No matter if the person is good or bad, to us, we can juz hide them in a corner of our heart... Coz they used to be special in some ways that made us loved them. He/She makes a part of our memories, that make our memories worthwhile. We learnt from mistakes that made us strong and brave. Memories made us realised how well we can get through with the toughest situations faced. Having memories of someone that had hurt us, doesnt make us a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you can't utter&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I do not regret the things that I have done, but those that I did not do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always had so much to say to someone but always cant find the courage to say it out. Sometimes, if we missed the chance of saying what we should or wanna say, we might not have the second chance... The words may not mean much to others but it may weighs a million tonnes in your heart. So once U din say it out, U may have to carry it for a long distance before U can put it down, and move on... So if U love someone, say it out... if U care for someone, show it... It doesnt cost you anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But people always have to wait till they lost it then they will realise importance of something or someone...Like we always say: " The thing that we couldn't get is always the best." How true it is? Prehaps the best of the best is always beside us, is juz that we didnt realise or treasure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-111942388122948412?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/111942388122948412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=111942388122948412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/111942388122948412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/111942388122948412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2005/06/hardest-things-in-life.html' title='HardEsT ThiNgs iN LiFe'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-111718417434040953</id><published>2005-06-01T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T17:17:53.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MemoRieS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZNxdm414YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Tanny" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_68.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmmm...exams over, ending all my stressful days. Feel so happy... Can relax at last, but oso feel scare that i might not be able to make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-6/318321/lyric.bmp" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;--- From Jolin's Song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm414YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="No" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes, we realli dunno what we want till we lost them, but we will not want to get them back after we lost it years after. And even if the things come back to us, we may not want them anymore. People &amp; Feelings will change. But whenever we think about the past or the person, there is still some feelings elicit... It is not the feelings of love but abit sour, bitter, dry... i realli dunno what kind of feelings is that, maybe U can tell me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are memories of happy moments and oso sad moments, so we realli dunno to be happy or sad whenever we reminisce... But i feel that it is good to have memories, this is what life is about. Though with memories, remind us of the sadness &amp;amp; pain we had in the past... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Without memories, we cant recollect the things happened and feel happy, even after so long, but oso feeling sad after learning that it was in the past... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We always have too much mixed feelings that lead us to "dunno which direction to go or wat to do". We all hope that our decision will be the right and best one but how often it is... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb046_ZNxdm414YYSG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb046&amp;amp;pp=ZNxdm414YYSG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-111718417434040953?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/111718417434040953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=111718417434040953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/111718417434040953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/111718417434040953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2005/06/memories.html' title='MemoRieS'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-110992294890782580</id><published>2005-03-14T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T16:26:51.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MixEd FeeLinGs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.click-smilies.de/sammlung0304/musik/music-smiley-009.gif" /&gt; Have fun, I just finished my MOCK exam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the real one is in May'05.&lt;img src="http://www.click-smilies.de/sammlung0304/traurig/sad-smiley-005.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood realli swings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have U ever had tis feelings that at one moment U are very happy but at the next moment, U are sad or vice versa. Why happiness cant be forever? But that oso indicated that sadness cant be forever. Sooner or later, we will be able to walk out of sadness and have a re-new life. We always dunno how to treasure happiness or learn from sadness. We take happiness for granted and prolong sadness. So if U are in Happiness, try to prolong it. If U are in Sadness, shorten it by walking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God always want us to meet alot of Mr. Wrong before we can meet our Mr. Right, they said is for us to learn how to love, be strong, cherish, trust and more understanding. And we wont know who is our Mr.Right and how should we define the Mr.Right? Does it means that the one we married is our Mr.Right? I dun think so lor, if it is then why there is tis thing called Divorce? Haiz... Is Fate destinated? Or we can change Fate? How i wish i have the power of knowing who is whose Mr.Right, then i can cure all my gals frenzs heart-ache.. But there is no Mr.Perfect so we still have to be contented of what we have. If U think ur bf is very bad, compare the good and bad points that others bf had, dun always compare the good points oni, U will then realise that your bf is not so bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy to the fullest the Happiness that U had, becoz U will never know when is the ending of this happiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-110992294890782580?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/110992294890782580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=110992294890782580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/110992294890782580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/110992294890782580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2005/03/mixed-feelings.html' title='MixEd FeeLinGs'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-110837488010115573</id><published>2005-02-14T17:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T16:29:09.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPPinEsS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life is so fragile, you will never know when or what can happen to you. Treasure and cherish whatever you have now and be contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fainted again recently, it had been long ago since i last fainted. It's not my diet because i did eat regularly or when i am hungry. I just felt having stomache at first then slowly became very pain and vision started to turn dim and the next moment i know is i felt like waking up at my cousin's hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dont know how long can we live or what can we achieve, but at least we need to find happiness, to make our life worthwhile. Happiness is not what others defined, is what realli make you happy. (It need not be a specify person) When one door of happiness closes, we need to learn how to move on to the other door of happiness which is meant to be ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my friends break-ups recently make me realised that nothing is forever, the one that you deeply truly loved, may not love you the same way. What we always hope will not always be the reality. We are always not contented with what we have, if we have tis, we will want that, if we have that, we will want others. Haiz... Humans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what most important is what we can learn, we must learn to move on, know what is right and wrong, what is ours and not, when to forgive but not forget, to reflect on ourselves but not self-reprimand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-110837488010115573?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/110837488010115573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=110837488010115573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/110837488010115573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/110837488010115573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2005/02/happiness.html' title='HaPPinEsS'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-110287023462808765</id><published>2004-12-12T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T16:36:23.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ArGuinG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.click-smilies.de/sammlung0304/teufel/devil-smiley-034.gif" /&gt; "Never argue with a fool. People might not know the difference."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happened to come across tis phase in one of my email, which i strongly agree. ;) Because more than 1 year ago, i had tis "used to be" frenz(guy), shouted and sweared at me becoz of a CHAIR.?? Actualli not very close with him, he is my poly friends' friend. I sat on a chair which he was previously sitting on. Funny or i should say crazy rite? I remained slient throughout his swearing, and of coz i remained sitting at tat seat. For me, i can be quite stubborn, i prefer the 'soft' method, if not, the more he wanted the seat, the more i wont give in. &lt;img src="http://www.click-smilies.de/sammlung0304/lachen/laughing-smiley-001.gif" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, he is no longer kept as my frenz, i wont wanna befriend with someone which had reached the limit of my tolerance level. I belong to those extreme kind, i dont even wanna see him passing-by in the street. I dun feel pity of losing tis frenz. Some of them may feel that i'm too petty, but tht's ME! Like it or not, i wont have a second thought of losing a friend if they force me to go out with him, even if one of my poly friend's wedding invite him, i will not attend. I dont need my friends to understand me or feel how i feel for tis incident but at the least dont force me to doing things that i wont do. This is not declaring war, it will not end, no matter how long ago it had happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although people always said must have a forgiving heart, if someone slaps your right-side of cheek, let him/her slaps your left-side of cheek as well. Please.. i am not GOD. I admit that i did felt upset over tat incident, at tht time, i kept thinking why did he reacted so strongly and was i in the wrong too. Then i come to my point tht no matter wat happened, frenz will not swear to frenz, if one did, they are not frenzs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i regained contact with a long-lost secondary sch frenz. Actualli not lost, we are separated due to some reasons/quarrel. Now that we managed to keep in touch again, i will realli treasure her, coz she is realli a nice, caring frenz whom i will feel sad losing. Although, we had missed in some parts of our life, i dont wanna miss the rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"True friends are the people that are there for you unconditionally. They are the people that never question you and support you no matter what the circumstances are. They are the people worth living for."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"A friend is someone who can see the truth and pain in you even when you are laughing."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-110287023462808765?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/110287023462808765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=110287023462808765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/110287023462808765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/110287023462808765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/12/arguing.html' title='ArGuinG'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-110008114010741610</id><published>2004-11-10T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T16:38:37.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OvEr-DoiNg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.click-smilies.de/sammlung0304/tiere/animal-smiley-037.gif" /&gt; "Disappointments are like road humps, they slow you down a bit but you will enjoy the smooth road afterwards. Don't stay on the humps too long. Move on!&lt;br /&gt;When you feel down becoz you didn't get what you want, just sit tight and be happy, becoz God is thinking of something better to give you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that being too devoted on thing or a person can be bad.(Of Coz, not telling you to be unfaithful) But once a person get too involved, one will be over-doing. All the thoughts will be focus on only that thing or person, which might bring unhappiness / unpleasant feelings to the surrounding people. So, we should know our own limits, which include what we should do and should not do. Over-doing will have side-effects feelings, like irritated, fear and anger. If you love the person, let him/her go, if he/she meant to be yours, he/she will return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We spend too much time looking for the right person to love or finding fault with those we already love, when instead we should be perfecting the love we give."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true that people tend to make comparision, but always we compare the good sides of others' bf/gf with our own. How often did we make comparision against the bad sides?? One won't know how fortunate one could be, until they lose it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-110008114010741610?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/110008114010741610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=110008114010741610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/110008114010741610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/110008114010741610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/11/over-doing.html' title='OvEr-DoiNg'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-109856226734570661</id><published>2004-10-24T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T17:06:42.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLeaR YoUr DoubTs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.click-smilies.de/sammlung0304/fragend/confused-smiley-016.gif" /&gt; Have you ever have doubts about something and din clear the doubts? Today i found that it is truely important to clear our each and every doubts that we have. Dont assume things, things may not be as bad as we thought they are. Having doubts and misunderstand may lead to fatal problems and also change ones view about something or someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and a group of friends was viewing one of my friend's hp (although it is very bad, he/she still allowed us) we was viewing if he/she has any secret msg. And we come across his/her sent items and to our shock, we saw a msg that was sent via his/her hp to his/her hp??!! And the content was like telling some problems and feelings... to himself/herself??!! We was stunned and lost of words, looking puzzled to one another. Then luckily, one of my other friend suggested that we should ask him/her then solved the mystery. Haha.. it was all juz a stupid act that he/she was actually messaging to himself/herself first before messaging to a friend. And realli confirmed coz we saw the person that he/she msg, in the outbox too. To think that if we din ask him/her, we would have thought that he/she was having some psycho problem or having some invisible friends. Hahha.. if he/she is reading tis, i realli want to apologize that we forced him/her to let us see his/her hp and am feeling guilty that i actualli thought he/she got some problem at that very moment..Sorry..Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this incident, i realli learnt that if we have any doubts, we have to clear them on the spot, dont wait till things turn bad. Dont only believe wat see or heard, ASK! I remember one email i read some time back abt misunderstanding between a couple, till the husband died then the wife found out the truth for everything, but it was too late. In order to improve or not to spoilt your relationship, be it friend or loved-ones, dont keep everything to yourselves. Ask what you want or need to know, dont let a doubt stain your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-109856226734570661?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/109856226734570661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=109856226734570661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/109856226734570661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/109856226734570661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/10/clear-your-doubts.html' title='CLeaR YoUr DoubTs'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-109674808945608061</id><published>2004-10-03T04:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T03:52:06.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GaiN SoMe, LosE SoMe</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.click-smilies.de/sammlung0304/traurig/sad-smiley-048.gif" /&gt; Do you find that in the meanwhile of gaining something, you will tend to lose something? Why life just cant be perfect? Or is it that we are too lazy or busy to gain back the things that we had lost. It realli need alot of determination and courage for some. And depend on situations too. &lt;br /&gt;For me, after spending two years in working-life, i decided to go back to study-life, i am gaining the knowledge i want, some freedom in life, relaxing times, and feel young again but i lost the experience in work, finance stability and shopping treats. I began to regret... and start thinking back whether am i making the right choice, esp when i having stress in exams and finance crisis. I feel more stress this year as i had done badly in Exams, so i have to put in more time in my studies and revising my work. But the more stress i give to myself, the more i feel that i cant seem to get things done. I felt that time spent with my friends, sisters and family had cut-down, sometimes i even felt myself being at turn-off mode. I felt that i began to have those "cant be bother more" attitude, which i felt very sad. I hope to shower more care and concern for closed-ones but i cant seem to have the time. But now, things are getting better after i poured out all my troubled thoughts with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some, when they start to begin a BGR, they gained one who love them or one they loved, more care and concern, attention or material and can even learnt how to maintain a good relationship, in the meanwhile, they may or may not discovered that they have neglected their friends. Some will be totally turn-off, rejecting every invitations of outings, some will more passive, waiting for friends to invite out and some will even depends on their bf/gf moods to whether going on an outing or not. What about U? &lt;br /&gt;Whatever reasons may be, friends need maintenance too. If you lost touch with them for too long, you will feel more "out-of-place" and reject more in meeting up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put some afford in, start meeting, calling or message your friends whom u always missed but seldom contact, to show how much you missed or care for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-109674808945608061?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/109674808945608061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=109674808945608061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/109674808945608061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/109674808945608061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/10/gain-some-lose-some.html' title='GaiN SoMe, LosE SoMe'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-109452110491696164</id><published>2004-09-07T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T09:38:24.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CoMpaSSioN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is that the best attitude that gives the most meaning to your life? It is living with compassion, for the benefit of others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.click-smilies.de/sammlung0304/teufel/devil-smiley-033.gif" /&gt; When your attitude is that of simply seeking your own happiness, the attitude itself attracts many difficulties and creates obstacles to your own success. Even if you are trying to serve others, when your basic motivation is that of seeking your own happiness, you experience many ego clashes and personality problems in trying to work with other people. Wherever you are, if you are self-centered, you will bring all kinds of useless garbage into your life, esp when associating or dealing with others. All kinds of emotional problem will arise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your self-centered mind generates all sorts of harmful, unnecessary emotional thoughts --- thoughts that are totally useless; thoughts that make others unhappy and angry and disturb their minds. Thoughts such as anger and jealousy create much disharmony between yourself and others. These harmful emotions impede the success of your work, bring no peace, happiness or harmony, interfere with your work and your health, and can even create obstacles to your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, before we really say or do things, think twice... Don't let words that come out of your mouth/ actions that you do, hurt others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-109452110491696164?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/109452110491696164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=109452110491696164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/109452110491696164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/109452110491696164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/09/compassion.html' title='CoMpaSSioN'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-109282833516944441</id><published>2004-08-18T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T19:34:22.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HeaRt</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.click-smilies.de/sammlung0304/engel/angel-smiley-027.gif" /&gt; How I wish I have the supernatural power to see the truth of Human heart and mind... So that I can know what others really think and feel. Some people can tell you this and that, but do the opposite. It can be good and bad. Good only if the intention is not to hurt others but bad if the intention is ill. But it is always Easy to judge the mistakes of others. Difficult to recognize our own mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what i hate most?? People lying... I am those kind who only like the truth, nothing but the truth... Even if the truth hurt or is cruel or ugly.&lt;br /&gt;It is Easy to hurt someone who loves us or vice versa. Difficult to heal the wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, remember it is Easy to promise something to someone but Difficult to fulfill that promise. There is no harm trying to fulfill as long as you had given your Best. It is Easy to keep friendship with words but Difficult to keep it with meanings. So if you and your friends can shared Ups and Downs, and also know the real meanings of friendship, treasure them... For those who dont know the real meanings, too bad, you wont have true friends... Wake up your idea now and start to change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-109282833516944441?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/109282833516944441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=109282833516944441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/109282833516944441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/109282833516944441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/08/heart.html' title='HeaRt'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-109163919549105621</id><published>2004-08-05T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T19:35:54.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EsSenCe</title><content type='html'>"You cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, and that the essence of whom they are - and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life - can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up. If you give up when it is winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the beauty of your summer, fulfilment of your fall. Do not let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. Do not judge life by one difficult season. Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come some time or later. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, things may not be as bad as we thought they will be, and also they may not be as good as we think. We will need to see from all-sides, in order to get the full picture. We should not shut ourselves to receive only smoothing frequency that we prefer. Everyone knows how to say music to your ears but i believe only true friends will tell you advices that help you which sometimes may be hurtful or harsh. If you open to comment and advices, it's your benefits, if you dont, they got nothing to lose... but you will tend to lose alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-109163919549105621?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/109163919549105621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=109163919549105621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/109163919549105621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/109163919549105621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/08/essence.html' title='EsSenCe'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-109081788022795495</id><published>2004-07-26T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T12:58:00.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaV FaiTh </title><content type='html'>In life, nothing come along easy... No matter how hard you try, how much you do/lose or how far you gone. Why? I thought people always said "No pain, No gain"?&amp;nbsp; Maybe God has alreadi distribute fairly &amp; nicely what&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;should have and what&amp;nbsp;we shouldnt. So does it mean that we must trust&amp;nbsp;God/ resign to fate that whatever is planned for us, is the best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well&amp;nbsp;I would say have faith in yourselves, do whatever you think is best for you, in the meanwhile dont hurt others in your actions. If you are not treating yourselves good, no one will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have this thinking that, "Is everything I have is the best for me?" I always have doubts... I dont know what is good for me,&amp;nbsp;I always feel lost,&amp;nbsp;I dont know which way to go or should go... I'm afraid that I might took the wrong path to happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-109081788022795495?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/109081788022795495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=109081788022795495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/109081788022795495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/109081788022795495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/07/hav-faith.html' title='HaV FaiTh '/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-108946391032353313</id><published>2004-07-10T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T12:41:10.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SeLfiSh</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.click-smilies.de/sammlung0304/fragend/confused-smiley-013.gif" /&gt; &lt;/img&gt;We are always so engrossed in our own life, sometimes we din even have time to care about the people or thing surrounding us. Is this call selfish or we are just to busy?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dun know what we are missing until we really do some thinking of what we have or want in life. When we start to think for only ourself, do thing to achieve our own happiness, without having the intention to hurt anyone, unknowingly, we are already hurting the ones around us, our friends, family... Start to think from now, there sure to be something that you had done to made them feel left-out, neglected, sad, unhappy, etc... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: I have a friend who like a gal, whom he can do anything for her. Unknowing, he always make his friends annoyed, pissed off by his actions. Once, he was out with the friends and the gal, they were happliy talking about the gal's bf. He was quite unhappy and irritated by the topic, he asked the friends to stop talking about the gal's bf when he is around?? Firstly, being a friend, he shouldnt have ask friends to stop talking about something, unless it's bad-mouthing people. Secondly, if he really like the gal, he would want to know how the gal is with her bf and give her the blessings she need and feel happy for her if she is happy. Thirdly, if he really treasure the friendship, he will try to accept the fact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always said we have no time for this and that, but time is depend on how we manage it, rite. Take some of your time to care, share, give and love. Dun wait till it is too late even for regret. Learn to give, you may not be able to take what you wanted, but sometimes being able to give is also a form of happiness, rite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-108946391032353313?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/108946391032353313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=108946391032353313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108946391032353313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108946391032353313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/07/selfish.html' title='SeLfiSh'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-108823797171073963</id><published>2004-06-26T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T16:29:52.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FrieNds</title><content type='html'>"I believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people make the world special just by being in it.&lt;br /&gt;When it hurt to look back, and you're scared to look ahead, you can look beside you and your best friends will be there.&lt;br /&gt;TRUE FRIENDSHIP "NEVER" ENDS. Best Friends are FOREVER... They are hard to find, harder to leave, and impossible to forget. They are like the stars which you don't always see them, but you know they are always there. Many people walk in and out of our life, but only good friends leave footprints in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes I may be too busy and occupied with things but my goods friends and sisters are always in my mind, wondering how they are, what they are doing, are they happy, etc. They will never complaint, coz good friends understand, they know that when they need me most, i will be there, no matter where i am. And whenever i need them, they will oso be there for me, wherever they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, i only treasure those who worth me treasuring... &lt;br /&gt;U dun need to have many friends, all U need is just a few good friends who understand U, and can sit beside with U when U are down, cry with U when U cry, listen to your grumble about bf or work, be with U thru thick and thin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if U still dun have such friends with U, start to think about your characters and attitudes towards friends... Coz what comes round, goes round. How U treat your friends reflects how they will treat U.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-108823797171073963?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/108823797171073963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=108823797171073963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108823797171073963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108823797171073963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/06/friends.html' title='FrieNds'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-108748343373477900</id><published>2004-06-17T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T22:45:34.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ChAnGe</title><content type='html'>"People will forget what you said or what you did..... &lt;br /&gt;but people will never forget how you made them feel.&lt;br /&gt;You must be the change you wish to see in the world!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont be afraid to change, be it your character, your life, your temper, etc...&lt;br /&gt;If you dont wanna your whole life be white or wasted, change yourselves to make you a better person. It not only benefit you but also your friends, work, family and your the other half. Even if you fail, you can always try again. Those who scare of changes will not be able to succeed in life, love, and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have you thought of anything of you that you feel needed a change??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-108748343373477900?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/108748343373477900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=108748343373477900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108748343373477900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108748343373477900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/06/change.html' title='ChAnGe'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-108671378423422451</id><published>2004-06-09T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T01:01:31.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SaY iT OuT </title><content type='html'>When you like or love a person, do you make known to the person or you will just stay slient, quietly stay beside that someone to care, share their problems or see that person slowly become others lover??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, i always dun dare to let my feelings shown, i just stay beside to care and hope one day or somehow that person will know. I know this shouldn't be the way, if you never say it out, that someone will never know. Even if you tell your friends about how you feel about that someone, it is useless, you need to tell that someone. If that someone doesnt like you, at least you said it out, you will live with no regret coz at least you know how that someone feel about you. Dun wait for tomorrow, coz you never know will tomorrow still exist, no one know what will happen tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people are afraid of facing the fact or knowing the answer, so they will rather not know how that someone feel. Think again, if due to lack of confidence or lack of faith, you missed the chance that you might succeed, will you regret?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-108671378423422451?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/108671378423422451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=108671378423422451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108671378423422451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108671378423422451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/06/say-it-out.html' title='SaY iT OuT '/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-108573211671447031</id><published>2004-05-28T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T16:15:16.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FReeDoM</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when you have somethings, you will tend to neglect the worth, usefulness and importance, it is only when you start losing it or have lost it, then u realised it, which may be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm working how i wished i am studying, but when i started studying, how i wished i am working. And vice versa. Life is so unpredictable, we never know what will the next step of our life will be. Each and Every step depend on our initiatives, choices, wisdom and fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some feel they need freedom to try new things or do what they want after being caged by someone for too long, but didnt realised that after having that freedom, you may loss much instead of gaining anything. People always say "What you cant get will always be the Best." So things that we cant afford to lose, is best that we dont take risk to losing it. Or regret will be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-108573211671447031?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/108573211671447031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=108573211671447031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108573211671447031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108573211671447031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/05/freedom.html' title='FReeDoM'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-108463928807074553</id><published>2004-05-16T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T15:53:12.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WhEre iS tHe LuV</title><content type='html'>To find luv, you will first need to know what is luv... Different people will have different view for luv. For some, Luv is caring, loving, sacrificing for each other, while for some, Luv is possessing, bitter, hurting each other. I feel that luv changed over time, first it may be loving, caring, but as it aged, luv can be a real pain, bitter and hurting. And it will reach a stage that you will really need to search where is the luv. People changed that is why luv changed. At different stages of life, you will have different views, needs, goals, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say luv is like bubbles, in the beginning, there will be lots of them but as time past, it decreased to none. Will it really be so scary? Will it increase back to normal? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-108463928807074553?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/108463928807074553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=108463928807074553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108463928807074553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108463928807074553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/05/where-is-luv.html' title='WhEre iS tHe LuV'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-108386062353911356</id><published>2004-05-06T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T00:29:30.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger Management</title><content type='html'>How do you normally manage your anger? Do you shout/scream? Do torture others/yourselves? Do you take a deep breath and count till 5 till it subsided, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I think I'm more or less what the horoscope analyzed - I tend to project a hard exterior but are actually very sensitive, a trait I successfully hide from others.  But then, there are times that even I cannot control your temper.  Under such circumstances I can shout and scream, more with frustration at the situation than with anger at any particular person.  My outbursts can shock others and can make them feel guilty too. But only my Dear has the capability of bringing my anger to the brim...&lt;br /&gt;So, I think I pretty lousy in managing my anger, I tried to control but the more I control, the more I tend to want to express out. I tried to sleep so I will stop all my anger thoughts/ harsh words from coming out. It really helps.&lt;br /&gt;For my Dear, he is also more or less is what horoscope analyzed - When others tend to hurt him(me lah), then things take a nasty turn.  He will yell and use harsh words and feel inclined to shake everything and everyone up.  His creative imagination is at its best when angry, and he tend to get pretty dramatic.  When upset, he refuse to listen to reason and wish to be left alone.  But once he calm down, he repent his tantrums and seek forgiveness.  So nobody can be upset with him for too long. &lt;br /&gt;Yah, when I'm angry with him, I dragged him down too... But we soon will be fine, and understand each other more. Felt bad that he always give in to me, I also feel apologetic but juz too hard to say out. I guess he will know one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-108386062353911356?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/108386062353911356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=108386062353911356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108386062353911356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108386062353911356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/05/anger-management.html' title='Anger Management'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-108314144196439207</id><published>2004-04-28T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T16:41:37.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure</title><content type='html'>Do you ever wish to meet up with your ex or old classmate? I do... but the moment I get to see them, I feel quite distant and dunno what to chat about. You will feel that how come in the past we had so much to chat but now... it's no longer the same. Today, I saw my primary school classmate at SIM, she was in the same lecture with me but I only saw her after the lecture, but we din talk. Not even a 'Hi'... Sudden I had this mixed feeling. We were once very good friends, together with a few others. But after the PSLE, we din really keep in touch so often. Once in awhile, we will write letter to each other or call to chat, but that only last around a year. 'We were quite busy' was an excuse, maybe as time goes by, we made new friends and tend to forget/neglect the old ones. I feel it's quite a pity that I had lost a friend, I already missed all their happenings in life - I wasnt there to share, and to catch back is like knowing them from scratch. Maybe as we get older, we tend/learn to treasure more... I really regret that I didnt catch hold of a friend which I really treasure, how I wish I could turn back time back to secondary school. Now, I try to keep in touch often with my friends whom I seldom see but often miss... &lt;br /&gt;Although in life, you will come across lots of people in all shapes and sizes, what really matter is the inner self. I believe a person with a golden heart is the most beautiful of all. Treasure those who are worth treasured.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-108314144196439207?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/108314144196439207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=108314144196439207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108314144196439207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108314144196439207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/04/treasure.html' title='Treasure'/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-108290703518233518</id><published>2004-04-25T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T23:44:49.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Importance </title><content type='html'>To reliase the importance of something is to gain it then lose it, if one has never experience the gaining and gained process, how can one judge or know how pain or important it is. What one really experienced is the regret or pity or "ai wan" (hokkien) that they missed it. &lt;br /&gt;I once heard this saying "If you love the person, let him goes, if he come back, he is meant to be yours." So wherever your him/her is, or whoever your him/her be with, gives him/her your blessings. If you really love that person, you will want him/her to be happy too... rite! And he/she may not be the most happy being with you. Sometimes, what one can give may not be what some others yearn for. Everyone has different needs and wants, one man meat, may be another man poison. &lt;br /&gt;Life goes on, there is no one in this world that cant survive without whoever... We should look forward to the future. &lt;br /&gt;"Tomorrow always a better day" &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-108290703518233518?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/108290703518233518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=108290703518233518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108290703518233518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108290703518233518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/04/importance.html' title='The Importance '/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6653115.post-108196330505868171</id><published>2004-04-15T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T01:35:06.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The tear of a woman is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love, her loneliness, her grief and her pride." They smile when they want to scream. They sing when they want to cry. They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous.They fight for what they believe in. They stand up to injustice. They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution.They love unconditionally.Their hearts break when a friend dies. They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you. They give moral support to their family and friends. Women have vital things to say and everything to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaningful rite... It realli expressed out what i am. Sometimes what others present on the surface dun realli tally the real self inside them. Some may be strong on surface but weak in the inner self, to protect themselves being hurt. (That's me) But some will rather be weak on the surface but inner, you realli dunno what/who they are thinking. (Quite scary rite) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6653115-108196330505868171?l=elmoluv.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/feeds/108196330505868171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6653115&amp;postID=108196330505868171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108196330505868171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6653115/posts/default/108196330505868171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elmoluv.blogspot.com/2004/04/tear-of-woman-is-her-way-of-expressing.html' title=''/><author><name>ElmO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
