<?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-8471792540847070887</id><updated>2011-07-31T19:02:39.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eki ar</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ecKi</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>273</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-6591940938433939032</id><published>2010-05-04T16:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T13:51:48.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its official. i have moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-2493965256506179008</id><published>2010-04-30T04:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T04:28:28.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a bad fight with someone.&lt;br /&gt;alalaa.. its just the 2years bad luck thinggg excuses, i supposed.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do find fault over the stupidest thing ever, when its supposed to be a sweet thing..&lt;br /&gt;okok.&lt;br /&gt;lalalala..po!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u have this thing in u where u wont leave me alone, neither will i.&lt;br /&gt;i hate this naive side of me..&lt;br /&gt;everything also leave, like it solves everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so random time..&lt;br /&gt;i wont autoplay this video, ownself click play to view.&lt;br /&gt;but wth la..&lt;br /&gt;i miss the 90s songs..&lt;br /&gt;just now reach home, so i went to youtube some songs..&lt;br /&gt;this song is nice..&lt;br /&gt;but OMG, i cant stop laughing my ass off watching this..&lt;br /&gt;ronan so blardy gay.&lt;br /&gt;lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w2BmYZkODlg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w2BmYZkODlg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-2493965256506179008?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-2251999437598377162</id><published>2010-04-22T02:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T02:33:15.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>parachute</title><content type='html'>I don't tell anyone about the way you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;I don't tell anyone about the things that we have planned&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell anybody&lt;br /&gt;Won't tell anybody&lt;br /&gt;They want to push me down&lt;br /&gt;They want to see you fall (down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't tell anybody how you turn my world around&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell anyone how your voice is my favourite sound&lt;br /&gt;Won't tell anybody&lt;br /&gt;Won't tell anybody&lt;br /&gt;They want to see us fall&lt;br /&gt;They want to see us fall (down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch me&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch if I fall&lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch me&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch if I fall&lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe the things you tell yourself so late night and&lt;br /&gt;You are your own worst enemy&lt;br /&gt;You'll never win the fight&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on to me&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold on to you&lt;br /&gt;It's you and me up against the world&lt;br /&gt;It's you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch me&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch if I fall&lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch me&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch if I fall&lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of love&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of,&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of love&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of,&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of love&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of,&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of love&lt;br /&gt;I'll fall into you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of love&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of,&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of love&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of,&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of love&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of,&lt;br /&gt;I won't fall out of love&lt;br /&gt;I'll fall into you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch me&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch if I fall&lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you&lt;br /&gt;Baby, if I've got you&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a parachute&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch me&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch if I fall&lt;br /&gt;Down, down, down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-2251999437598377162?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/2251999437598377162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=2251999437598377162&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2251999437598377162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2251999437598377162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2010/04/parachute.html' title='parachute'/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-4091843533425349012</id><published>2010-04-17T01:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T09:51:13.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whiteflag</title><content type='html'>i had it.&lt;br /&gt;enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i cant accept it after this long, i just have to let it all go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this way it will go away.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;im tired of this circle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i see u around, ur it. &lt;br /&gt;if not, bye n pretend it all never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worry about nothing. &lt;br /&gt;cause, wad meant to be will always be no matter how far u run or hide or avoid it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-4091843533425349012?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/4091843533425349012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=4091843533425349012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/4091843533425349012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/4091843533425349012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2010/04/whiteflag_17.html' title='whiteflag'/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-8656982201049230771</id><published>2010-04-14T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T00:35:36.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im glad i found u.&lt;br /&gt;because u make life worth living..&lt;br /&gt;n u just know and understand me like no other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry b for everything...  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;elv.&lt;br /&gt;happy28.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-8656982201049230771?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-4593998961056675229</id><published>2010-04-12T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:49:45.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whiteflag;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-4593998961056675229?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/4593998961056675229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=4593998961056675229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/4593998961056675229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/4593998961056675229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2010/04/whiteflag.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-7938521353007575714</id><published>2010-04-11T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:42:53.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its tmr ppl... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this hurt n pain i just had. &lt;br /&gt;hahaa.. it hurts like the pain i use to have back then.&lt;br /&gt;n yet nothing n no one can ease it even now. &lt;br /&gt;i feel like ripping my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have come. &lt;br /&gt;it always happens.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if everythings real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything hurts. &lt;br /&gt;everyones the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired of everything, literally everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had someone to talk to every nite. &lt;br /&gt;i miss all those times so much, when i could wake up late, skip sch, had nothing to worry about...&lt;br /&gt;i miss my old self that i cant get back.&lt;br /&gt; i dont recognize myself up till now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one can understand what ive been thru..&lt;br /&gt;ever.&lt;br /&gt;they only pretend to care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-7938521353007575714?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-6147653121597468707</id><published>2010-03-30T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T02:26:46.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the girl thats like to merayap until late at night but scared to go hm by herself cause there's a funeral going on downstairs which is facing her room. &lt;br /&gt;thank u for sending me home b.&lt;br /&gt; im nth but trouble. &lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-6147653121597468707?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/6147653121597468707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate people who shoot their mouth without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;like it or not its a matter of time before i moved over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate repetition.&lt;br /&gt;thats why i hardly look forward to anything because i know what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;i just get irritated by the things people do, the way they act, everything...&lt;br /&gt;it pisses me off to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i try not to let it affect my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;come on, there's more to life than frowning and sulking all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why i always look forward to the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;im like a another person when im not working.&lt;br /&gt;chilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents will be back in two days.&lt;br /&gt;my dad's fishy aka fishes have died. OMG.  EEEEEEEEEEE..&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when's turbo turn.&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow burnt.&lt;br /&gt;not looking forward to it.but its better than sitting at home.&lt;br /&gt;there's food there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading my texts about this bad quarrel i had with someone........&lt;br /&gt;it real. but the words we used were rather harsh especially on the other side. OHWELL.&lt;br /&gt;and its funny how nice u can be to each other and then blaming each other the next.&lt;br /&gt;other times, when we text, reading it all over again always makes me laugh or smile on my own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not perfect okay.&lt;br /&gt;i have my mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;im a girl.&lt;br /&gt;i can make u happy. i can make u sad. i can make u moody as well.&lt;br /&gt;but dont expect me to be the same all the time..&lt;br /&gt;ill tell u everything if u have my trust.&lt;br /&gt;if not,i shut myself.&lt;br /&gt;im unpredictable. never lovable. irritating. and temperamental. and f-ing sensitive at the wrong time for the wrong reasons.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have the energy to care for soo many people.so the spaces are limited.&lt;br /&gt;so my life revolves around people i care about, and people i totally cant be bothered about.TOTALLY TOTALLY CANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have to repeat myself way too many times for u to realise what im like..&lt;br /&gt;so accept me. if not, run...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-4642779149297317799?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/4642779149297317799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=4642779149297317799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/4642779149297317799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/4642779149297317799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-hate-people-who-shoot-their-mouth.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-5749062725816997193</id><published>2010-03-18T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T18:29:52.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday went to fix my hair with the bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;and its just shorter than ever now.&lt;br /&gt;but at least its better to look at.&lt;br /&gt;then met my boo, then we all have dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know if i should go on leave.&lt;br /&gt;im tired of working.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-5749062725816997193?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-7368167033694044419</id><published>2010-03-15T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:26:12.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monday blues.&lt;br /&gt;insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just dont feel too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr gonna be back to slack.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont look forward to the ppl im working with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well thats life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had a bad haircut.&lt;br /&gt;n i think i just threw a tantrum again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f.u.c.k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-7368167033694044419?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-3954995151916151849</id><published>2010-03-15T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T01:14:41.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work was crazy today.&lt;br /&gt;Each day is like dragging my very own two feet to work.&lt;br /&gt;I need motivation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents are away for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;ate just bread the whole of today.&lt;br /&gt;pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;until going back, get to eat fried rice.&lt;br /&gt;i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to run some errands tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;but I dont know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;Too many and its all over SG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRRITATING AR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-3954995151916151849?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/3954995151916151849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=3954995151916151849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/3954995151916151849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/3954995151916151849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2010/03/work-was-crazy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-2410670160710057948</id><published>2010-03-11T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:10:18.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i rather walk out now then living each day with much fear.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have the strength to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still kinda blue.&lt;br /&gt;and this is the time, when u see me smiling, and laughing the most...&lt;br /&gt;because i need to stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need time.&lt;br /&gt;as everything is starting to blank back and the tiredness in me doesnt allow me to fall back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-2410670160710057948?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/2410670160710057948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=2410670160710057948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2410670160710057948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2410670160710057948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-rather-walk-out-now-then-living-each.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-3010627530582184704</id><published>2010-03-04T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T23:29:25.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My head is spinning so badly.&lt;br /&gt;The lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;The irritated-ness of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out of the country..&lt;br /&gt;Then again, no point saying and not doing anything bout it.&lt;br /&gt;which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im finding fault with myself for no reason.as always.&lt;br /&gt;each day is war against&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wish i knew what i ever wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-6199722867403578779</id><published>2010-02-27T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T18:49:15.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i just want some peace,go to the places with no crowds, no long queues, when im not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to just relax and chill, take my mind off things, calm myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random,&lt;br /&gt;i want drink milk.&lt;br /&gt;try reflexology, for better sleep at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-6199722867403578779?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-3096636725848476464</id><published>2010-02-22T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T14:20:21.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img716.imageshack.us/img716/2048/22346109776039032645100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img25.imageshack.us/img25/6288/22346109776009032648100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wish u were there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-3096636725848476464?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/3096636725848476464/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-6090815548822333971</id><published>2010-02-16T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:57:04.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its all over.&lt;br /&gt;now waiting for friday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stop and stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-6090815548822333971?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/6090815548822333971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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up in the middle of the night and not being able to fall back to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me how can i walk away. i dont care what they say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-4623291115642674420?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/4623291115642674420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=4623291115642674420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/4623291115642674420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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nonstop.&lt;br /&gt;mofo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work been boringg.&lt;br /&gt;repetitive, and sickening.&lt;br /&gt;idiots who work here and think they're big fucks just cause ppl wants them soo much.&lt;br /&gt;w.t.f&lt;br /&gt;n new rules being set..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough of work.&lt;br /&gt;cause its dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;things are slowly fading.&lt;br /&gt;its been quieter, been running away, far2 away.&lt;br /&gt;hoping no one notices anymoree.&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things been really good with my boo.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;he was sweet days ago when he surprised me when he REALLY woke up really early to have breakfast with me, when usually he cant, which i dont blame him at all, for it.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really nice to have someone to tell all the crap to, argue with n never really get mad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he bought me a very expensive thing.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell...&lt;br /&gt;actually i been wanting to buy a new piece for very a long time..&lt;br /&gt;so good ar, i got it free...&lt;br /&gt;but its soo expensive, i must care for it.&lt;br /&gt;something which im bad at..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend im on a getawayy.&lt;br /&gt;excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feb's here.&lt;br /&gt;the not looking forward to the busy peak, cny.&lt;br /&gt;but getaway first then work like crazy then chill and then off to batam for spa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few more mths, n i promise ill start saving again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-3917034967041694364?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/3917034967041694364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=3917034967041694364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/3917034967041694364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/3917034967041694364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-7419965299295195787</id><published>2010-01-25T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T01:58:06.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it me.&lt;br /&gt;cause, i find my falling for u all over againn..&lt;br /&gt;like its the first time.&lt;br /&gt;hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;and then for no reason im soo happy.&lt;br /&gt;elv;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-7419965299295195787?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/7419965299295195787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=7419965299295195787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/7419965299295195787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/7419965299295195787'/><link 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think of what to type, im started to get irritated n its getting on my nerve..&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/8471792540847070887-8361552559509177047?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/8361552559509177047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=8361552559509177047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/8361552559509177047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/8361552559509177047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-2407217126834960284</id><published>2010-01-15T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:29:00.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby is sickk.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;rest well n get well sooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homed from spa n a little retailed therapy.&lt;br /&gt;tired like crazyy.&lt;br /&gt;but the only thing missing right now is my boo..&lt;br /&gt;wth,dono y im feeling like this.&lt;br /&gt;i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;but when he is talking/smsing/infront of me,ill be all meann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay havent slept for 48hours.&lt;br /&gt;work tmr, so off i go.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-2407217126834960284?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/2407217126834960284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=2407217126834960284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2407217126834960284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2407217126834960284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-is-sickk.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-7272993999394207923</id><published>2010-01-12T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:00:22.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wish i can stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan a really good night sleep without waking up in the middle and having difficulty sleeping back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-7272993999394207923?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/7272993999394207923/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-8247775642041523653</id><published>2010-01-10T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T01:07:13.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone has their own stuffs going onn.&lt;br /&gt;thats when i told myself i need a break in feb. &lt;br /&gt;sudden huh, but i dont care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-8247775642041523653?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/8247775642041523653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=8247775642041523653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/8247775642041523653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/8247775642041523653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2010/01/everyone-has-their-own-stuffs-going-onn.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-104418287402453983</id><published>2009-12-30T10:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:12:18.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it broke my heart, when he told me that last night was so beautiful, but that night it wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;i lie in bed, tears dropping like rain.&lt;br /&gt;because ive hurt someone who have taken all the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bull &lt;/span&gt;from me.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for hurting u with my stupidity once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed last 2 night ago was great.&lt;br /&gt;us sharing our true deep feelings.&lt;br /&gt;it was only then.&lt;br /&gt;but will i ruin the relationship that we have build the past years.&lt;br /&gt;im soo scared baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its has always been u in my head and heart.&lt;br /&gt;like u said, maybe im still too young and have alot to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever wrong i gonna do or done.. can u dont go or ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 feels dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i just wanna be with u and have a quiet moment with u&lt;br /&gt;thinking of nothing but us.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i feel its been so long since i last saw u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elv.&lt;div 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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-8471792540847070887.post-3215456558155175668</id><published>2009-12-23T00:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T01:49:24.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. 2010 around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;new year will be working.&lt;br /&gt;busy period about to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been myself the last 6 days.&lt;br /&gt;i know im better than this.&lt;br /&gt;i know everything that i seen or heard is absolutely nothing to what ive been thru.&lt;br /&gt;lets look to the future.&lt;br /&gt;improve what i dont like seeing.&lt;br /&gt;u know, i been really upset, and i guess it affect my way of life.&lt;br /&gt;i look damn upset, and zombie-fied.&lt;br /&gt;people ask me why the hell do i look so pale and sick.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks now, cause after doing hell to my body, every wrong moves now shows.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;ive been tearing like crazy, cause god knows why the hell i was so hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hit me the other day suddenly that everything i have scares me alot.&lt;br /&gt;everything i work for.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to treasure all that i have now.&lt;br /&gt;family,boo,siblings,bffs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so friday maybe will doing some shopping, and i dono but im in the mood for lingerie shopping.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonite just came back from meeting my boo.&lt;br /&gt;was late.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, my insomnia benefits him, cause im starting to be a super light sleeper without medication.&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with him, i guess i kinda bored him.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;dinner was great.&lt;br /&gt;pasta pasta pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've tried to hide it so that no one knows&lt;br /&gt;but I guess it shows&lt;br /&gt;when you look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;what you did and where you're comin from&lt;br /&gt;i don't care, as long as you love me, baby&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-3215456558155175668?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/3215456558155175668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=3215456558155175668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/3215456558155175668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/3215456558155175668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-6151040215250348058</id><published>2009-12-20T06:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T06:56:00.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like today out of all the days, i lost the new me.&lt;br /&gt;i also know i cant force myself to be who i am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking if i should swallow more tonite.&lt;br /&gt;maybe ill feel less pain, but i know i should think before i actually commit to anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess what u ever said was right, the past is the past.&lt;br /&gt;lets not commit to anything serious until we are sure for sure that its all gonna be real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart of me wish i never met u.&lt;br /&gt;and i wish it all never started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that in 10to20 years,all this will never ever stop.&lt;br /&gt;until i let go, accept myself or let everything i ever build go and try to find whatever im looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with my not right state of mind, the thing i want do now is to end it all, run away, change my number, and call it quits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-6151040215250348058?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/6151040215250348058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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mood.</title><content type='html'>i had a terrible day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started with someone.&lt;br /&gt;he's like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;its been months of hearing his name, and i finally saw him for the first real time smiling at me.&lt;br /&gt;and after that is just him appearing and disappearing infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;im irritated.&lt;br /&gt;n someone think i like him and will blush should i be around him.&lt;br /&gt;do u even see me smiling hard then or staring at him like im crazy?&lt;br /&gt;well, whatever, someone is starting to get on my nerve.&lt;br /&gt;in my eyes, he has always been the invisible man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, fucking bad encounter today.&lt;br /&gt;yet i had to keep my cool.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for ruining my day u fuckkkker.&lt;br /&gt;i hope u drive n crash n die.&lt;br /&gt;karma will play bitch back.&lt;br /&gt;its hard to be looking at the people u cant stand or somebody screaming at u and u have to work for them.&lt;br /&gt;i cant do it for the first time,but i cant lose my cool.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care should i get any complaint about me.&lt;br /&gt;put in the papers, whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;beside ive been getting too much attention, so a little more publicity shouldnt be any issue for me.&lt;br /&gt;besides, it was not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the screaming just bring back all the trauma.&lt;br /&gt;of being humiliated and embarrassed when u done nothing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i came home, my hand felt so numb.&lt;br /&gt;i guess my blood pressure just shoot up.&lt;br /&gt;but god knows im stronger than this.&lt;br /&gt;i can smile and laugh yet i feel so numb.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess there's something abt today that literally bring me back to memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though going out awhile really made my day.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want any companion, all i know is the person i meet there, is /are and will be my companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person i thought was my friend isnt who i thought she was.&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like going out with her. anymore.&lt;br /&gt;even with my messy attire, or heck care attitude like u said which i show sooo well.&lt;br /&gt;i still get people trying to get my attention.&lt;br /&gt;what about u?&lt;br /&gt;all the people u said all have a thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;i am dumb, but im not blind.&lt;br /&gt;u have nothing, but a dumb fucking loser whom u are fucking obsessed with.&lt;br /&gt;nb nb cb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like to talk like this.&lt;br /&gt;and im not being arrogant of anything.&lt;br /&gt;all i know is i shouldnt and cant do what i shouldnt and i wont.&lt;br /&gt;all i know that in life u just have to try and keep going.&lt;br /&gt;i know everything that happened is inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;i learnt the most hardest and painful lessons.&lt;br /&gt;where i died n revived back.&lt;br /&gt;and im never going back.&lt;br /&gt;whatever that happened to u is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;just nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person im with now, is the person i want be with for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i said it now, and again, and whenever i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;cause i know this feeling is  forever.&lt;br /&gt;no one can make me feel he way does.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want anybody attention but just his.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care if im foolish, its just who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like taking medical tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;cause i see a long and sleepless night without my painkillers.&lt;br /&gt;cb.&lt;br /&gt;n im feeling rebellious cause i dont want any painkillers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-1899296951424868756?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/1899296951424868756/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-4081766416443938599</id><published>2009-11-24T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:47:00.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turbo;</title><content type='html'>unlike all the pet i owned, turbo and his friend grew bigger instead of shrinking or worst, dying.&lt;br /&gt;just cause i talk about this, doesnt make me love turbo.&lt;br /&gt;i still hate that green monster due to personal reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up in the morning, was hell.&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;a morning person but i have to wake up earlier so i need not rush with the morning crowd squeezing with them in the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the moment, there are certain people that make my life feeling all great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-8471792540847070887.post-7939400193441681884</id><published>2009-11-20T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T03:10:02.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things been better.&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; great&lt;/span&gt; the word.&lt;br /&gt;we're back to irritating each other.&lt;br /&gt;back to the usual stuffs of getting on each other nerves.&lt;br /&gt;so i think everything has their ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;we had too many ups and then its time for the downs.&lt;br /&gt;making everything seems weird and made me feel lost.&lt;br /&gt;everyone has their temper, their moodswings and tantrums...&lt;br /&gt;i would know..&lt;br /&gt;it all started with me.&lt;br /&gt;and when we were all good, i swore i never been happier.&lt;br /&gt;when its all my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bright &lt;/span&gt;idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like a happy kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;loveu.&lt;br /&gt;ok stop smiling already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iineverwantthistoendever......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-7939400193441681884?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/7939400193441681884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=7939400193441681884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/7939400193441681884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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everything with u..all the time.&lt;br /&gt;maybe if u hear me, then u will understand why i want u around soo badly.. &lt;br /&gt;but all is not important anymore.&lt;br /&gt;when u said im childish..&lt;br /&gt;i know u had it with me..&lt;br /&gt;maybe its been enough n we should put everything on hold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant go on getting mad.&lt;br /&gt;i warn u before abt my attitude.&lt;br /&gt;but, u cant go on getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all the stupid stuffs, i have always been all crazyy over u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-3352122934801601834?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/3352122934801601834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate people who pokes their nose around other people business.&lt;br /&gt;enuff with rumours about my relationship with someone from work.&lt;br /&gt;now this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-5989192568630970228?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/5989192568630970228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=5989192568630970228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/5989192568630970228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-8471792540847070887.post-5501469482319920922</id><published>2009-11-09T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:42:09.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im doomed.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday is gonna be here soon.&lt;br /&gt;and exam time.&lt;br /&gt;n i havent touch anything yet.&lt;br /&gt;each time i try to, i fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;even with the amount of pills im taking doesnt seems to help at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to be up early morning.&lt;br /&gt;yet, i cant sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-5501469482319920922?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-8506091197786039732</id><published>2009-10-30T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T20:28:01.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly i feel like my life is crumbling before me.&lt;br /&gt;my heart and head been hurting the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;badly.&lt;br /&gt;that i feel like im gonna break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to leave everything im doing and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;is it selfish?&lt;br /&gt;or it this just another phase?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-8506091197786039732?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/8506091197786039732/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-2895574001307251169</id><published>2009-10-23T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:34:57.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it such a nice day to just sleep with the weather like this.&lt;br /&gt;but the renovation upstairs is annoying, its been going on for like hours, non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;and soon i need to be out of the house, its soo gonna be a cranky day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been too busy plus lazy to update this space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i just dont know what to say in this post, even if i do come here, my mind just goes blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my exam in less than 2weeks, which i have no motivation to study for.&lt;br /&gt;and i heard its serious matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week back, i did my hair, cut it and treat it.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if it was impulse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i think i should go cause im fucking hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-2895574001307251169?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/2895574001307251169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=2895574001307251169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2895574001307251169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2895574001307251169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-such-nice-day-to-just-sleep-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-4178186596685234389</id><published>2009-10-10T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T10:54:09.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fucking slack weekend.&lt;br /&gt;loved it.&lt;br /&gt;something's been on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have to speak to get the attention.&lt;br /&gt;because i already got it and i didnt have to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued..&lt;br /&gt;or wait maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-4178186596685234389?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/4178186596685234389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=4178186596685234389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/4178186596685234389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/4178186596685234389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/10/fucking-slack-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-764629887072258834</id><published>2009-10-05T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T02:01:18.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets put aside drama, and lets talk about my boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder, do we really have this thing going on, like for real.&lt;br /&gt;because, he seems to understand me before anything else can happen.&lt;br /&gt;he knows when im throwing a tantrum without me having to say anything.&lt;br /&gt;he knows what i might do and what i might not do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right now, i just cant stop thinking of him.&lt;br /&gt;am i in love?&lt;br /&gt;gosh, its been 21mths and how many days, and i swear each and every time i miss him and there's hurt, i asked myself,  am i in love? or i force myself to stop thinking about this guy.&lt;br /&gt;of course im stupid to think this way.&lt;br /&gt;whatever the hell is wrong with me, its not easy to be me..&lt;br /&gt;because other than the fact, i am a girl, im just scared of one day that what i have wont be there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;elv lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-764629887072258834?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/764629887072258834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=764629887072258834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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cream which my boo bought me.&lt;br /&gt;and it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to run away from stuffs, but i guess, life is against me and trying to test me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cover my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;oct is here alreadyy.&lt;br /&gt;now what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-7812051177102524573?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/7812051177102524573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=7812051177102524573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,  nitez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-8568731113222527594?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/8568731113222527594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=8568731113222527594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/8568731113222527594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/8568731113222527594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/09/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-8556002021833375154</id><published>2009-09-23T18:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:16:16.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>away.</title><content type='html'>awayy for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-8556002021833375154?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/8556002021833375154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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someone who is of the same frequency as u.&lt;br /&gt;U can curse and swear and they understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate festives&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-4844048467285273420?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/4844048467285273420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=4844048467285273420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/4844048467285273420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/4844048467285273420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-cool-to-have-someone-who-is-of-same.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-6104620309604739197</id><published>2009-09-10T02:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:22:38.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was actually so moody.&lt;br /&gt;when my boo suddenly call me up to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; argue&lt;/span&gt; with me, and somehow it made me feel a whole lot better.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;uknowiknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou,b.&lt;br /&gt; -elv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-6104620309604739197?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/6104620309604739197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=6104620309604739197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/6104620309604739197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/6104620309604739197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/09/was-actually-so-moody.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-2699092152775456508</id><published>2009-09-09T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:11:08.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i want it all to stop.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like to feel what i feeling now, it seems like my whole world is crashing down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-2699092152775456508?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/2699092152775456508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=2699092152775456508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2699092152775456508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2699092152775456508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want-it-all-to-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-8317519195019954141</id><published>2009-09-06T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:56:59.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was such a struggle for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to work, feeling like I am gonna die, but I had to force myself to work work work.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know who to text, so I text my sis and told her I cant breathe and that I want to cry and I just dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I tear a little bit, but no one saw me so its okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me to go home but I decided to just work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a happy post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw many pretty porsche today.&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, there is a race going on at the other side.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur. COOL SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;Always wanted to see real racing or better be in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want get my license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But I gotta chill, dont think too much and  get well  first.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I do need a checkup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-8317519195019954141?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/8317519195019954141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=8317519195019954141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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me.&lt;br /&gt;All this while, its always him trying so hard for us, while on the other side, I am always the one running away.&lt;br /&gt;I know I just dont deserve such a great guy like him.&lt;br /&gt;I am just tooo stupid to be around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I think should stay away as far as I can.&lt;br /&gt;Since thats the only thing I have been good at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for all this, being rude to u and for never being understanding towards u.&lt;br /&gt;All the things u have done all the while, I know I cant do the same for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a nap, I am too tired today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="230"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8UoLcB-3URk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;autoplay=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO DONE HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart just want to explode at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;let it please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-2557804522327926693?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/2557804522327926693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=2557804522327926693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2557804522327926693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2557804522327926693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-was-so-excited-whole-day-to-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-6773479591214651326</id><published>2009-09-04T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:21:28.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my third day of rest, tomorrow i will be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-6773479591214651326?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-5760977022225767712</id><published>2009-08-29T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:15:07.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>headache again.&lt;br /&gt;mofo, i hate it when i cant sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;hate it even more when im trying to sleep and people make all the unnecessary noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head is spinning from the medication im taking.&lt;br /&gt;im back to this stage. i have to.&lt;br /&gt;anything to bring back my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-5760977022225767712?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-3678608241426498788</id><published>2009-08-28T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:34:06.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, two days passed by damn quickly.&lt;br /&gt;as much i try not to take too much break, i cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. i feel like im dying man.&lt;br /&gt;exhausted like phuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not giving up, but i dont know how much more i can take..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching OC.&lt;br /&gt;when, im supposed to be studying.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to studyy.&lt;br /&gt;it just not good for me. haha..&lt;br /&gt;each time i read something i will fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;and yes im more to the last min thing.&lt;br /&gt;because why at the very last min u have no choice but to force urself to work.&lt;br /&gt;but this time around i cant.&lt;br /&gt;i have like 1000 pages of stuffs to read.&lt;br /&gt;mostly definitions.&lt;br /&gt;i have 2months from now to memorise them.&lt;br /&gt;huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dont u just find this baby adorable..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/h"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtdBSr_-V0Q/SpfIKlCy_WI/AAAAAAAAAHA/F8YiiYpCc44/s200/15773W-main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374984764358065506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-3678608241426498788?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=4438913216313513679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/4438913216313513679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/4438913216313513679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/08/been-having-this-one-of-kind-headache.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-4771002795700908769</id><published>2009-08-27T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T01:18:29.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CABH1IDZuWo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CABH1IDZuWo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it's too late, there's no escape, might as well face it,&lt;br /&gt;baby, we're stuck with each other  ain't nothin you can do about it,&lt;br /&gt;it's been too long, it's been too strong cause we belong here,&lt;br /&gt;baby, we're stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;stuck in love with each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now i can say that i would not care, if you were not there,&lt;br /&gt;tell myself that i'll be fine without ya, but i would die if i was not around ya,&lt;br /&gt;and i can try to convince you i don't need to be with you,&lt;br /&gt;but my only thoughts are thoughts about ya,&lt;br /&gt;what can i do, love is like glue. there's no way to .. tear us a part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-4771002795700908769?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/4771002795700908769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=4771002795700908769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/4771002795700908769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/4771002795700908769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/08/cause-its-too-late-theres-no-escape.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-2330131755452304938</id><published>2009-08-23T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T09:48:21.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;turbo&lt;/span&gt; havent ate for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;and my mood is messed up.&lt;br /&gt;when will this stop?&lt;br /&gt;it keeps getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when sunday no longer feels abit like sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-2330131755452304938?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/2330131755452304938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=2330131755452304938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2330131755452304938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2330131755452304938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/08/turbo-havent-ate-for-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-7240202145065513075</id><published>2009-08-22T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T16:30:47.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my head wants to burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need sspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fasting month is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it doesnt feel like anything..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-7240202145065513075?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/7240202145065513075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=7240202145065513075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/7240202145065513075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/7240202145065513075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-head-wants-to-burst.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-113216512699851811</id><published>2009-08-18T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T01:44:10.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>even when its still going well now,, i still find myself complicating my feelings and my own thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its useless to hear other people advices, when u know exactly what ur heart wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okdone;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-113216512699851811?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-6498882580677380341</id><published>2009-08-15T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T19:37:13.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the best part of me was always u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-6498882580677380341?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/6498882580677380341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=6498882580677380341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/6498882580677380341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/6498882580677380341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-part-of-me-was-always-u.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-2620183000357285461</id><published>2009-08-11T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:21:33.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>random;&lt;br /&gt;phoneless for the next few days...&lt;br /&gt;getbacktoyasoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knowitsnevereasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-2620183000357285461?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/2620183000357285461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=2620183000357285461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2620183000357285461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/2620183000357285461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-phoneless-for-next-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-441829636952377122</id><published>2009-08-05T21:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:23:46.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aftermathh</title><content type='html'>skin peeling...&lt;br /&gt;oh my gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i freakingg hell love this song and the music videoo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w55Nib4uf1U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w55Nib4uf1U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-441829636952377122?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/441829636952377122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=441829636952377122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;so whats been up.&lt;br /&gt;saturday went for ndp preview with my boo.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, lucky me, its been many years now since i watch it in real life action.&lt;br /&gt;the fireworks was so disappointing..&lt;br /&gt;but it doesnt matter laa..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for bring me ehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i burnt myself.&lt;br /&gt;i dono.&lt;br /&gt;certain parts of me just dont want get dark.&lt;br /&gt;frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how obvious my hair color was just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kids are damn cute, yet they are so irritating right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these past few days,im just trying to chill as much as i can..&lt;br /&gt;dont think too muchh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the month of august is here..&lt;br /&gt;meaning, another month till i get older.&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dono wad else to sayy now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random random random..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-243881356649107484?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/243881356649107484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=243881356649107484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/243881356649107484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/243881356649107484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/08/home-d-for-dayy.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-2444158379051059152</id><published>2009-08-03T01:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:52:28.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best damn thing</title><content type='html'>wanted to update a random post but i realised im too sleepy for it.&lt;br /&gt;and beside i just realised there is food left in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;they bought food again..&lt;br /&gt;so i must eat now, then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;cause tomorrow morning, i want go swimming to get dark.&lt;br /&gt;dont rain, and dont oversleep pls.&lt;br /&gt;ill update crap once more tomorrow.. we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my boo soo muchh.&lt;br /&gt;the past few days we just keep on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quarrelling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u know i know baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u lots.&lt;br /&gt;nobody can ever replace u in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;u like the best damn thing that ever happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k done.&lt;br /&gt;nitez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweet dreams to my babyboo who is sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-2444158379051059152?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/2444158379051059152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need space from everything...&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-7982739456227218584?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/7982739456227218584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=7982739456227218584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/7982739456227218584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/7982739456227218584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doesn't it know that I get hurt too when it acts that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cos when it breaks I break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't know how much more of this I can take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doesn't it know that I get hurt too when it acts that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-4947703776516821625?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/4947703776516821625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=4947703776516821625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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in.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its cause of something or whats been said or maybe whats not said..&lt;br /&gt;i know its gonna be time of the month.&lt;br /&gt;i really dont like this feeling inside me because i cant control it at all.&lt;br /&gt;after today, im gonna take a few days off just to rest.&lt;br /&gt;i lost track of time and days.&lt;br /&gt;i feel really lost, yet im forcing myself.&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldnt take it too hard.&lt;br /&gt;but if i dont force myself, then how...&lt;br /&gt;its just hard to be me, if u dont understand me, neither do i.&lt;br /&gt;with all the emotions i feel, i threw my tantrum at that one guy who totally is willing to endure me all these time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wish and i wish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8471792540847070887.post-1319891432488267325</id><published>2009-07-14T19:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:49:18.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here in my heart;</title><content type='html'>19mths ago, is where it all started.&lt;br /&gt;u and me.&lt;br /&gt;we been thru many..&lt;br /&gt;im so happy that i have u in my life.&lt;br /&gt;really really.&lt;br /&gt;i love u baby more than u know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-elv-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-1319891432488267325?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/1319891432488267325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;it never goes away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-5154414641905710705?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/5154414641905710705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=5154414641905710705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/5154414641905710705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/5154414641905710705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-hate-this-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-7090015029452531957</id><published>2009-07-13T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T00:33:41.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>battlefield.</title><content type='html'>so angry-unhappy today..&lt;br /&gt;things just had to get even worst.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, u are always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;likeuknow.&lt;br /&gt;so,thanksforbeingsuchagreatfriendtome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever i am feeling, im just gonna sleep on it.&lt;br /&gt;dwell dwell dwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, good nite world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to those who ever stop to waste some time to listen and talk to me latelyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it could probably be the reason why i keep on going at the moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imlosingit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-7090015029452531957?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/7090015029452531957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=7090015029452531957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/7090015029452531957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/7090015029452531957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/07/battlefield_13.html' title='battlefield.'/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-7439777932182543743</id><published>2009-07-12T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:34:59.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i told ya.</title><content type='html'>this is the i-told-you-so entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i tell ya?&lt;br /&gt;i gave warning so many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go work didnt sleep.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;computer jammed on me when there was a huge line out there. suay.&lt;br /&gt;easier said than done. chibye.&lt;br /&gt;i had to work when everyone is out having fun.&lt;br /&gt;kanina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow see u for fishy fishy right baby?&lt;br /&gt;hope to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;if not tmr tired.&lt;br /&gt;my chest feels so tight since the other day.&lt;br /&gt;maybe all in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;dontstressdontstress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-7439777932182543743?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/7439777932182543743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>today as i was working, i came across this singaporean couple, both of them were really old maybe in their 60s.&lt;br /&gt;without fail everyday, this old man,would ride all the way to malaysia just to bring his wife to dialysis there.&lt;br /&gt;as i saw them again, i suddenly feel so emo. i actually want to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tear up &lt;/span&gt;over there.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder soo much about,&lt;br /&gt;how does it feels to grow old together, and then love each other with all ur heart in good and bad times..thru whatever sickness or health condition ur partner has, and also to always be there for them no matter what..&lt;br /&gt;is this what u call true love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i can sense his love towards his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should stop this entry because of some thing..&lt;br /&gt;i try to type something when i wake up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;dont shock.&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;div 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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-8471792540847070887.post-2264524503442780938</id><published>2009-07-03T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T01:46:51.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sick.&lt;br /&gt;down with fever, bad bad flu and sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;thanks dear for accompany me to the doc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant stop sneezing, its just get on my nerve so damn much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been on my stress mode..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could be the stress or just the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz ate my medicine..&lt;br /&gt;i want get well.&lt;br /&gt;hate this feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i just waiting for end of the year, so i can take some resting period.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok done.&lt;div 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/&gt;only to realise i didnt even send out my sms, when all these while i thought i already had.&lt;br /&gt;stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo, i dont know what else to say, other than im just so so tired  that i feel really ignorant towards soo many things lately...&lt;br /&gt;time for medication, and hope to sleep soundly till tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okdone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-3326479443738911350?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/3326479443738911350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=3326479443738911350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;supposed to go out,also i too lazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, i nearly got knocked down again.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;cause open door then the car zooming so fast, but i manage to move back in time when this auntie shout to me got car..&lt;br /&gt;its okay to die but not injure myself.&lt;br /&gt;wake up wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late then i so shocked today.&lt;br /&gt;then my mum still asked me eat somemore.&lt;br /&gt;in my mind, im like what the....&lt;br /&gt;so i ask her pack it to make her happy.&lt;br /&gt;lucky her rice today nice,alot of prawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired. wanna rest already.&lt;br /&gt;kk bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-8280237135823717330?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-9053816055373127671</id><published>2009-06-13T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T20:36:35.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>totally a rough night.&lt;br /&gt;nearly got hit by a car, but lucky one guy pull me away quick enough.&lt;br /&gt;i need wake up and be really alert..&lt;br /&gt;not only that, the sleepy-ness makes me hit stuffs, walk like drunkard..&lt;br /&gt;geez..even people i dont know had to tell me to be careful..&lt;br /&gt;i did sleep anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paiseh and abit irritared with myself.&lt;br /&gt;coz it some of the things i cant control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything will be neverending.&lt;br /&gt;when will it all end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now is gaming time till super late..&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div 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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-8471792540847070887.post-8688849448695274182</id><published>2009-06-12T10:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T11:33:12.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so sleepy now,but i am still forcing myself to be awake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, random updates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much going on at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;been the same old stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;been really observing my surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wii&lt;/span&gt;, the thing which i have been wanting to buy and have been interested in for some time..&lt;br /&gt;like my friend said, its damn worth the money.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt agree more.&lt;br /&gt;now i waiting for that day where she could meet me to pass me her games..&lt;br /&gt;damn cheapo this way,i know.&lt;br /&gt;our working hours are not the same.&lt;br /&gt;i want play rockband and all..&lt;br /&gt;arghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also now waiting to save up for a huge tv ,42inch.&lt;br /&gt;ambitious of me cause i know its too big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crappy things been happening.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how low profile i stay,things just dont go as plan.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the old peeps,nothing beats the lame talks we can have...&lt;br /&gt;and we had a fun gathering before we all separate for good to enter the real world..&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i so slenge, i realised i forgot to bring my ez link card, then i cant go home...&lt;br /&gt;so the stupid me, could do nothing about it other than complain..&lt;br /&gt;and bought myself the standard ticket..&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday will be here soon..&lt;br /&gt;and it will for sure end really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la, i dont know what i am typing also.&lt;br /&gt;take care all.&lt;br /&gt;i need to nap till 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-8688849448695274182?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/8688849448695274182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=8688849448695274182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/8688849448695274182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/8688849448695274182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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My hair so thick luhh.&lt;br /&gt;But lazyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take up my license soon,but not so soon. Maybe in 2months time when all is good for me..&lt;br /&gt;Depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, i got betrayed..&lt;br /&gt;Another episode.&lt;br /&gt;Two words, nb cb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, dont know why people get amused or just want me to smile or laugh..&lt;br /&gt;there are other people to disturb..&lt;br /&gt;dont know why i always kena this same thing..&lt;br /&gt;what is wrong with these people..&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want buy something but its so expensive and cause im hardly at home.&lt;br /&gt;So i really need to consider much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to get used to things..&lt;br /&gt;But i feel like maybe i wont..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, baby birthdayy..&lt;br /&gt;my silly silly babyy old luh. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Hope he like whats given..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the weekend, we had a bad tiff...&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why i was juz very very upset..&lt;br /&gt;Its like i never felt like this before..&lt;br /&gt;Its not something i want to happen, but its just that way i feel..&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;But all good after we say what we want say..&lt;br /&gt;im very and soo crazy about him no matter how bad things are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, friday hope he not sooo busy and so i can go see him...&lt;br /&gt;Miss him alot now..&lt;br /&gt;Last week quite nice, saw him a few days in a row..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time sure passes so quickly these dayss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyouu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-2069091197226952144?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-8379661077352616674</id><published>2009-05-28T13:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:47:53.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the day started quite refreshing..&lt;br /&gt;i have decided to stay away cause the past few days i have been really unhappy and confuseed abt many things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was my so called fourth day. coping i supposed.&lt;br /&gt;then went to see those people we haven seen for less than a week now,but feel like forever sehh..&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;all same phase so know better..&lt;br /&gt;was having breakfast,with gossips and chit chats about our current daily life.&lt;br /&gt;though we were all tired, we had a good laugh and all.&lt;br /&gt;u can see my panda eyes i know arr..&lt;br /&gt;from the late nights the past nights..&lt;br /&gt;and all this is a new experience for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-8379661077352616674?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/8379661077352616674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=8379661077352616674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/8379661077352616674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/8379661077352616674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-quite-refreshing.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-8251350246719208679</id><published>2009-05-23T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:16:34.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came home, straight away sleep till todayy.&lt;br /&gt;the nite before not enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leavemealone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-8251350246719208679?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/8251350246719208679/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-3261027195489704119</id><published>2009-05-21T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T00:33:18.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some things are bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;maybe not about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today last day..&lt;br /&gt;leave it all to fate..&lt;br /&gt;no need for any goodbyes or any fake smiles.&lt;br /&gt;because its what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is the real deal..&lt;br /&gt;good luck to me.&lt;br /&gt;all the best to those who i wont be seeing anymore..&lt;br /&gt;my wish came true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but right now, im affected by something..&lt;br /&gt;even if i know its about me..&lt;br /&gt;there is 2 side to every story.&lt;br /&gt;not fair if u all dont think that all people dont or cant change..&lt;br /&gt;maybe im too good to be true now, but its not always the case..&lt;br /&gt;every good person, got story.&lt;br /&gt;the same with bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. all cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do wonder if right now if i refused to take that chance, how would i be now..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i have many options..&lt;br /&gt;i always thought i dont deserve anything good in life..&lt;br /&gt;if i was more choosy in life, who or what would i prefer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can say i settle for less now, but im ready for more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;let me be busy and occupied now.&lt;br /&gt;dont let me think anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its an evil place out there, been that way... i know..&lt;br /&gt;for now, i wish the old me will come out a little..&lt;br /&gt;the one i threw awayy,and forgot all about to keep going until todayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can only hope i will make it thru, have made the right decisions all this while, and hope for no more trauma in life which i know will be impossible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye world.&lt;br /&gt;dont know when i be back again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ill tryy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;-eki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-3261027195489704119?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/3261027195489704119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=3261027195489704119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/3261027195489704119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i can make it thru this week..&lt;br /&gt;no need say next week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is my last week.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel so stressed up already and unhappy..&lt;br /&gt;knowing that i &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; lose all my weekends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-4373599256294649730?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/4373599256294649730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=4373599256294649730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;next friday is the day for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my baby, hope he wont be too tired to see me today ehh..&lt;br /&gt;but if he is, then its okay,just hope can call him when he wake up or what larr..&lt;br /&gt;loveyou :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-8546054208450100730?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/8546054208450100730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=8546054208450100730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/8546054208450100730'/><link rel='self' 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walking around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of bullshit, feel weird and abit sick thinking of the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think im starting to ignore this space and starting to find my&lt;em&gt; boo &lt;/em&gt;to share2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when get to see my babyy today, happy arr..&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was at harbourfront,then today he there..&lt;br /&gt;but he went find me after that..&lt;br /&gt;muackx.&lt;br /&gt;haiz, see him miss him even more de ar..&lt;br /&gt;dontwanttolethimgo.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ar,done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;elv&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-7758385766624958497?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-877144496044554416</id><published>2009-05-05T19:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:11:18.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like giving up.&lt;br /&gt;just a feel,and i wont/cant.&lt;br /&gt;hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today better, cause why im starting to eat pills i dont need to for the sake of it&lt;br /&gt;it works ehh..&lt;br /&gt;but then going home time, back to that feeling..&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a stupidd day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-877144496044554416?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-6804371283229457522</id><published>2009-05-04T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:54:23.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick.</title><content type='html'>quite suay today.&lt;br /&gt;i got fever, but i dont even know it.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday already very headache and daze -still having that cloudy vision, i only scared till its very blur then have to faster close eyes..&lt;br /&gt;sound crazy now that i mentioned it..&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;first time was 38 then rise to 38.2.&lt;br /&gt;even play cheat, i dont want put whole ear when take temp, if not i sure get send back..&lt;br /&gt;i thought maybe heaty or what but after i think for very long, i realised, its possible that im sick.. cause even after i walked around, laugh, eat, drink even to the extend of washing up..still the same..&lt;br /&gt;coz usually if heaty it will simmer, but never..&lt;br /&gt;ppl make me drink lots of water..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now also feel abit heavy at the head..&lt;br /&gt;but i still want be strong, cause i feel like i can still proceed with things..&lt;br /&gt;but maybe tmr &lt;em&gt;have to &lt;/em&gt;report sick..&lt;br /&gt;now quite difficult luh, fever luh, they sure send u back or ask too many questions..&lt;br /&gt;so might as well, save the hassle and ownself own up, say u sick and need to stay away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;damn mondayy arr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-6804371283229457522?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/6804371283229457522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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posting..&lt;br /&gt;told my boo,but he was a little worried for me probably cause, his gal been too stupid lately..&lt;br /&gt;ill try be better from this week on arrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate 4 of the subway cookies and then fell asleep in the afternoon..until my boo called me to go find him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so juz now went to find my boo at marina barrage, he was there with some frenss.. &lt;br /&gt;i irritate the 2nd sis alot of times, keep asking for directions.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;then went find him, and he look great.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;then see2 at there, and then went eat buffet at suntec to make me eat alot2..&lt;br /&gt;quite ex, but nice ar..&lt;br /&gt;though its looks little, i eat really alot until tummy so hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda fell in love all over again..&lt;br /&gt;don tell him tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard theyy going malacca later..&lt;br /&gt;want to go but i know its gonna be a bad time to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to slp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-elv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-319692621970028597?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/319692621970028597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=319692621970028597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/319692621970028597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/319692621970028597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/05/juz-now-know-my-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-8705428050293258215</id><published>2009-05-02T03:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T04:18:30.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just now my bff, told me a joke cause i told him to faster tell me one if not i will start to cry there and then.&lt;br /&gt;though its a lame joke, and he really did tried one after another to make me smile, so i laugh..&lt;br /&gt;thanks ar.&lt;br /&gt;didnt say what happened..&lt;br /&gt;but what he said to me seems like he could sense a little, im always acting like i dont care, when deep down, im actually treasuring and caring soo much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know where my brain go to lately..&lt;br /&gt;i like totally stop thinking..&lt;br /&gt;makes me want give up all that i have and run again to another place where no one knows me..&lt;br /&gt;to a better place where i was smarter and start anew.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;miserable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now was dinner at bedok.&lt;br /&gt;i was the only idiot eating 3/4 of the seafood thingy.&lt;br /&gt;all dont want eat.&lt;br /&gt;also i bought baju for twelvebucks. dont know if suit me or not, but just buy.&lt;br /&gt;i wan eat chocolates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home then after trying my stuff, called my boo.&lt;br /&gt;think we talk for very long ehh, in the middle we quarrel and then bad mood for awhile then talk again..&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;i say different thing end up different thingy..&lt;br /&gt;maybe im too childish for him luhh..&lt;br /&gt;certain things i want block out, when i know certain things is like reality.&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling what &lt;em&gt;i shouldnt be feeling..&lt;/em&gt; upset.&lt;br /&gt;i also know im not great and all that..&lt;br /&gt;he such a great guy, alot of girls sure want..&lt;br /&gt;i know at some point i cant win...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghh!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now my head still very blur and eyes still cloudy like on thurs..&lt;br /&gt;so i eat the mentos which my baby won from the mentos machine..&lt;br /&gt;cute right he..&lt;br /&gt;we turn back just to play that machine that time and he won 4.. then i took 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, time to sleep ar..&lt;br /&gt;dont want think anymore..&lt;br /&gt;nitez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-8705428050293258215?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-7973098950483050201</id><published>2009-04-29T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:58:32.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>many things has happened lately.&lt;br /&gt;but i wont let anything affect me.&lt;br /&gt;when i think now, i still have the jitters.&lt;br /&gt;why did i trust?&lt;br /&gt;in the end, its betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very glad im with someone who understand and always care for me.&lt;br /&gt;and since he is older and wiser than me, he told me many things about how &lt;em&gt;some people&lt;/em&gt; think, when we talked on the phone last night..&lt;br /&gt;it really made me think, and make me on the lookout to care for myself.&lt;br /&gt;the conversation we had,made me feel that i was soo stupid, but he told me many times not to blame myself.&lt;br /&gt;but who could i blame?&lt;br /&gt;all that has happened made me lost interest in things, losing interest in pursuing what im doing.&lt;br /&gt;i have been thru many life tests, and this is another harsh reality.&lt;br /&gt;i try hard.&lt;br /&gt;some people just dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, i glad to still have a bf and also the bff to vent all my thoughts to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now met my baby.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. i thought finish luh, so i sms him, in the end, they drag till so long, and he waited an hour for me..&lt;br /&gt;sorry, to think he cabbed down thinking im done.&lt;br /&gt;we went to catch a movie, and chill out for a while.&lt;br /&gt;it felt really great, i think no words can describe how happy i was.&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope all that can make my day tmr.&lt;br /&gt;dont want think too much.&lt;br /&gt;and time to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/04/many-things-has-happened-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-5940301775252861206</id><published>2009-04-27T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:21:08.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all the drama starting to kick in on me..&lt;br /&gt;hoping all these nightmare is not real..&lt;br /&gt;but it is what it is..&lt;br /&gt;im not doing anything to start all this..&lt;br /&gt;and its bad and getting worst..&lt;br /&gt;haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks as days goes by..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8471792540847070887.post-409219608223185602</id><published>2009-04-23T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:32:27.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just now the wind so strong, scare me.&lt;br /&gt;it was like the longest mins ever out there..&lt;br /&gt;my baby was with me..i think he must be thinking his gal must be crazy..&lt;br /&gt;sorry arr :(&lt;br /&gt;i am always very stupid, always need people to care,comfort and protect me..&lt;br /&gt;he held me very close to him,felt better but also abit scared cause dont know what going on..&lt;br /&gt;im thinking like the wind so strong, that maybe everything gonna start to shake, and break off ..&lt;br /&gt;but he keep telling me everything will be okayy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then cant stop thinking about how he is going to go home after that and then i dont want go or let him go..&lt;br /&gt;he very care towards me, but i not like that towards him..&lt;br /&gt;haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i was soo happy get to see ya darling..&lt;br /&gt;i love u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is already 1 plus am..&lt;br /&gt;i should wash up and sleep..&lt;br /&gt;dont want think too much luhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try to post more one of these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;elvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelvelv&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-409219608223185602?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/409219608223185602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i very angry todayy..&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday also..&lt;br /&gt;i really dont like people to touch some of my things bahh..&lt;br /&gt;especially when it comes to personal stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;nbcb..&lt;br /&gt;but if i scold later i be blame for being ungrateful..&lt;br /&gt;so ya nbcb.&lt;br /&gt;whatever sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today and yesterday was stressful..&lt;br /&gt;what more was the surrounding stresses me even more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was abit worst, cause my right arm is damn cramp up now..&lt;br /&gt;i think soon i wont be able to move it..&lt;br /&gt;anything i touch or hold for too long, my hand will shake like nobody business...&lt;br /&gt;eat also no mood,cause hand too pain..&lt;br /&gt;cause now, we are now in the intensive mode.&lt;br /&gt;oh god.&lt;br /&gt;2 more days..&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im changing, like i cant be stupid no more ..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now received call from the bff.&lt;br /&gt;that buddy of mine harrr..&lt;br /&gt;he told me he met with an accident.&lt;br /&gt;but lucky he okay, no broken bones.. no need stitches.. just lots of scratches..&lt;br /&gt;well, it was an accident which can happened to anyone though he shouldnt have.................&lt;br /&gt;but im glad he is okay, nothing else matter, other that fact he will be in some trouble explaining himself..&lt;br /&gt;and needs go cgh..&lt;br /&gt;he in shocked, so am i..&lt;br /&gt;get well soon anyways k..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need rest my arm for now, and i think my forehead gonna be swollen soon..&lt;br /&gt;dont ask whyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-7832338346093451733?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-1199661711044184796</id><published>2009-04-12T19:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:41:06.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>told my boo about it..he asked me go for further scan if need to. but i keep saying i dont want.&lt;br /&gt;also told my sisters,and they couldnt stop laughin at me, they think it was hilarous ..&lt;br /&gt;they also ask me to just go and check it out..&lt;br /&gt;it is what it is la and it wasnt funny if u were in my place that day..&lt;br /&gt;having to absorb so much of whats being said..&lt;br /&gt;but see how they will go about it the next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, my body still hurt after being press on yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;i hope the ouch ouch ouch part is not what it is.&lt;br /&gt;next time i go, i wont act brave or cool, i bring someone i can tell it out to after i leave.&lt;br /&gt;so i wont go into shock mode.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met my babyboo yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;when he called, then i keep saying all don want, till he make me laugh then after that all i want..hahaaa..&lt;br /&gt;moody but he still entertain my nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;so met him and all..&lt;br /&gt;while, we were minding each other business ,a group of gals approach him asking how to get to some place.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;hmm, he then ask me if he got the know-it-all look..&lt;br /&gt;of course have la, i say beforeee luh.&lt;br /&gt;ppl lost, all ask him..&lt;br /&gt;i lost also he will come get me, even when he have to walk many longgggggg bus stops down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what else can i sayy,other than the fact, he is juz amazing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;then ate lots of seaweed..&lt;br /&gt;and he eat all arr..&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;inside stuffs.. he know i know ar.&lt;br /&gt;but now each time i eat that, i will smile2 to myself..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then morning he went back to work..&lt;br /&gt;my busy man.&lt;br /&gt;awww..and he didnt sleep, then saw his sms say 9plus morning, already went work luh..&lt;br /&gt;shocked luh.&lt;br /&gt;but he went back home quite early, and should be asleep..&lt;br /&gt;poor baby..&lt;br /&gt;MUACKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow is another brand new dayy..&lt;br /&gt;the long weekend been good, can say quite refreshing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be back to silently missing someonee bahh, until the next time i see him..&lt;br /&gt;shhhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okdone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-1199661711044184796?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-2242325794048200961</id><published>2009-04-11T13:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:26:15.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>upsetting day.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt sleep whole nite then just now gave me bad news.&lt;br /&gt;shocked and also feel childish.&lt;br /&gt;went into my daze mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also could be just nothing too.&lt;br /&gt;omg. icantdothisentryanymore.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-2242325794048200961?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/2242325794048200961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later need go checkup.&lt;br /&gt;morning 8 must leave house.&lt;br /&gt;dont want go can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hills new series..&lt;br /&gt;been too busy and tired but just now finally get to watch it..&lt;br /&gt;then i started to think of my own bff..&lt;br /&gt;so ya.. had a few hours phonecall with my bff.&lt;br /&gt;i know we already officially declared each other as bff, but i thought after the last time he had choose to ignore and forget me.&lt;br /&gt;the starting of the conversation, we had a mild argument, and he sounding stern.&lt;br /&gt;zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me:hi~!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;he: why never reply my text in the afternoon?&lt;br /&gt;me: ehhh..what text?&lt;br /&gt;he: i text u this afternoon, asking u out.&lt;br /&gt;me: are u sure u text me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;and it went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even told him to wait many times to check my inbox cause not convinced, but i never received anything by the bff.&lt;br /&gt;but it stopped after he said he slept the whole day since i never reply.&lt;br /&gt;well, he wanted to purchase something, can call me right what..&lt;br /&gt;so whose fault in the end?&lt;br /&gt;blame the phone or miscommunication..&lt;br /&gt;cause he text, i didnt received.&lt;br /&gt;was kinda thinking of this buddy lately, after soo many thingss that been happening..&lt;br /&gt;then when i saw my ugly pic on his profile after accepting request..&lt;br /&gt;i am like damn, totally coincidental..&lt;br /&gt;whats even more coincidental was that phonecall saying he had sms me, but i didnt received.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth , this friendship been too damn real..&lt;br /&gt;the real friend who never gave up, even with my temper..&lt;br /&gt;when, his anger issue is worst than mine.&lt;br /&gt;the friend who i know will stay for life, for sure..&lt;br /&gt;someone who have never hurt my feelings for someone else instead put up with whatever issues i had and accept me and whatever dumb things i am about to do and done..&lt;br /&gt;someone who i can say or tell anything or whatever without having to think or care cause i know he wont betray me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really hard to find a friend sincere like that, who is willing to understand u and accept u..&lt;br /&gt;the friend who know what can hurt or wont hurt someone like me, doing or saying minor things that can make me smile after a bad day..&lt;br /&gt;a really true friend whom i have learnt to treasure lots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, cya soon...&lt;br /&gt;and, i wan myy free old school the phone. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i really need to go bed, if not i cant wake up in the morning..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-3282891526407843015?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/3282891526407843015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=3282891526407843015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/3282891526407843015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/3282891526407843015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/2009/04/bff.html' title='bff.'/><author><name>ecKi</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-8471792540847070887.post-5562621334490764549</id><published>2009-04-07T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:33:21.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday, i couldnt take it at all.&lt;br /&gt;fucking shagged ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents so excited, i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;then after that, they quarrel over the stupidest things like today.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think people are just kpo.&lt;br /&gt;but i have to be thankful overall.&lt;br /&gt;though i got lost cause of them, and was late, my mates were looking for me and i got into panicked mode.&lt;br /&gt;i asked a few people, where is where..&lt;br /&gt;i think i am now being recognized for the lost idiot in there. who knows rights&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;then my friend still dare tease me say &lt;em&gt;nvm, they will definitely remember one ____ gal got lost here.&lt;/em&gt; (bad word there.)&lt;br /&gt;told her&lt;em&gt;, im not, and whatever, hur hur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk truth, i aint happy at all but its been fun.&lt;br /&gt;sure thing the people are nice and all..&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to the real thing, i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;maybe cause im still scared, and didnt know life will be getting harder...&lt;br /&gt;people seems so interested and happy to keep talking to me..&lt;br /&gt;and asked me if i love to chit chat..&lt;br /&gt;no im not like that, im damn quiet one. really...&lt;br /&gt;etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sometimes wish people just give me some space to grow a bit..&lt;br /&gt;im so irritated and unhappy with what i am going thru actually, a little regret here and there, and the people surrounding my life, are like non-stop irritating me, passing unneccessary remarks about my life now and then..&lt;br /&gt;its really none of any business, and please leave my stuffs alone..&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could plead with that but i just have to endure and leave it at that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, im quite sad and down with life luh..&lt;br /&gt;its like i come to the place everyday, with my own mind and body but the person aint me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so selekay.. (messy)&lt;br /&gt;the worst bad hair days, and always looking tired..&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow and everyday else will be another selekay day..&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hate waking up earlyy..&lt;br /&gt;but im in that situation of too little too late, yupz no turning back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating food not to my liking = mengamuk (temper)&lt;br /&gt;two days in a row eat not nice de food already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came in just now, and u are supposed to talk about urself and all like u know introduction since we are all new..&lt;br /&gt;and i was asked this question infront of all, in which no one else was being asked..&lt;br /&gt;that was if i was single or was i available?&lt;br /&gt;quite shocking to be asked this..&lt;br /&gt;but i just reply with &lt;em&gt;im unavailable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;then there was this moment about pretty girls and topics of coupling..&lt;br /&gt;im totally clueless, cause i dont know what they talking about..&lt;br /&gt;dont wish to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im actually missing someone but yet i dont want show it..&lt;br /&gt;but he just called me..&lt;br /&gt;:( okok, i shall not rant it out, i might cryy cause its bad,totally a bad case of missing someone..&lt;br /&gt;i love ya boo boo. muackz.&lt;br /&gt;yes, im soo looking forward to see ya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-5562621334490764549?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/5562621334490764549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=5562621334490764549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the day i going down to sign some papers..&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i would have such a good chance the third time round..&lt;br /&gt;lucky here got straight bus from the interchange and then at there need walk but dont know the place..&lt;br /&gt;map stored in my phone.&lt;br /&gt;then everything will turn official on monday..&lt;br /&gt;have to say bye bye to my life..&lt;br /&gt;my daddy birthday on that day also..&lt;br /&gt;happy birthdayyyyyyyyyyyy ~~&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis bought for me leggings which i have been wanting, i think for many2 months sehh..&lt;br /&gt;huhu.&lt;br /&gt;i have been wanting to go and see2 at that shop for a while now..&lt;br /&gt;one dayy bahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;call it a day, hey hey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8471792540847070887.post-168135885625878508</id><published>2009-03-31T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:09:51.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i feel soo thirsty and bloated.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to ffffforce myself to do what i dont feel like doing..&lt;br /&gt;what a dragg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up by a call..&lt;br /&gt;i hate to receive call or talk when i just wake up, i dont realised what i am saying all the time..&lt;br /&gt;im not sure at all whats going on..&lt;br /&gt;but hope im right..&lt;br /&gt;im gonna check the letter box tmr, if dont have then day after tmr see again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tmr, i will be following my babyy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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type='text'>hey hey hey hey~</title><content type='html'>play my game and kill kill monsters but i kept on dying..&lt;br /&gt;the game is very good and i must say rather easy but unfortunately not for me..&lt;br /&gt;u can catch fishy, do quests, make frens with the town people etc...&lt;br /&gt;i think i played nearly total 10 hours, yesterday and today, and my hand pain playing the game holding the thing much longer than i thought, cause play then never limit, then see time ownself shocked. haha..&lt;br /&gt;see the time,hours has gone past just like that, when it felt like just mins ago when i say later eat, later sleep, later bathe.. later for everything.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;and i might need to charge that thingy very soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while at everything.. myyy dearr baby called me and he totally cheer me up and made me all smiley again..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;thankss darling..&lt;br /&gt;just love this guyy soo much..&lt;br /&gt;muackz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i found this random cute video of porkyyyyyyyy and buckwheat..&lt;br /&gt;watch only if ya bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pRMbdU0u0PQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pRMbdU0u0PQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lVttF-4MCkE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lVttF-4MCkE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;elvelvelevlevelvelv&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-1983659632209637379?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/1983659632209637379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=1983659632209637379&amp;isPopup=true' 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addictive..&lt;br /&gt;i just felt like want to eat the whole box of donuts, which i should have cause the last durian piece has gone sour, cause it needed to be consume within a few hours after u buy it..&lt;br /&gt;then need to throw.. arghh!&lt;br /&gt;nb...&lt;br /&gt;then left one choco one, i decided to leave it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like yelling and screaming at somebody..&lt;br /&gt;unhappy..&lt;br /&gt;feeling always soo alone..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes think and think, makes me wanna cryy..&lt;br /&gt;but how to cry, when im fierce and strong..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im done with the replay of my hotelduskroom215.&lt;br /&gt;the ending okay, but i dont know why i didnt get the additional scene..&lt;br /&gt;did the person liee about it or what arr..&lt;br /&gt;cause im quite mad about it..&lt;br /&gt;oh well, its super-duper longgggggggggg story ehhh..&lt;br /&gt;made me go to bed like nearly 6 am yesterday cause die-die want to finish the story..&lt;br /&gt;goshh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those working or schooling later..... go sleep larrr...&lt;br /&gt;i love the weekends and i love the month of april..&lt;br /&gt;when u think of april, wad do u think of?&lt;br /&gt;hmm..well... not telling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyywayss.. everything just random..&lt;br /&gt;im done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitez..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-5708268528141510852?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/5708268528141510852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=5708268528141510852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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done with my task for todayy..&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow yet another dayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes people tend to say one thing that its wrong and all yet they themselves still do it..&lt;br /&gt;a little of something can be considered okay, but what if its the type of excessive kinda of behaviour that somehow affect ur surrounding..&lt;br /&gt;doesnt that make them the same level as the other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyways, to my boo.. u must take care of urself okayy..&lt;br /&gt;ily.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-1499423836936738444?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/1499423836936738444/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>have to start all over again..&lt;br /&gt;yet i didnt do my very best when i needed to..&lt;br /&gt;why eh why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i think too much and going crazyyy thinking..&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like talking or asking anyone to be near me right now..&lt;br /&gt;like want tell people dont care me..&lt;br /&gt;i know im selfish by thinking this wayy..&lt;br /&gt;its just a feeling which i know will go away..&lt;br /&gt;i can only hope i dont get irritated and lose my temper too quickly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met my boo just now...&lt;br /&gt;havent met him for many days luh..&lt;br /&gt;and myy baby been nice, trying to make me smile and all..&lt;br /&gt;haizzz..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes he make me speechless with his patience and him just being who he is..&lt;br /&gt;he actually let a cat cross first just now..&lt;br /&gt;im like wad the hell eh baby..&lt;br /&gt;well, its just an inside thingy, he know, i know, we both know but u all dont know..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. it was kinda funny..&lt;br /&gt;and silly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister bought a new thingy, where u can play whatever on tv..&lt;br /&gt;finally some use for our tv..&lt;br /&gt;dont understand this nvm la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeahhhhhhh... my game is bacckk;&lt;br /&gt;finally i can fall asleep faster tonight reading my storyy..&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the screen protector which my sis purchase two set just for her kiddo and dumb sister....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, its past my bedtime...&lt;br /&gt;i should wash up and head to bed now..&lt;br /&gt;nitez world..&lt;br /&gt;and have a good week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-7381640404343923792?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8471792540847070887.post-3891864728318888758</id><published>2009-03-19T19:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T16:18:30.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>homed for the day..&lt;br /&gt;its too early to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;my baby boo accompany me today..&lt;br /&gt;so nice of him..&lt;br /&gt;he helped carry my heavy bag and teman me go up until upstairs..&lt;br /&gt;then he waited for me till im done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite funny..&lt;br /&gt;the lady keep telling me i look like a super sweet gal.&lt;br /&gt;im not.&lt;br /&gt;keep asking me if my parents are okay with what im gonna do..&lt;br /&gt;and if i will be scared with some things im gonna be doing..&lt;br /&gt;well well, first impression..&lt;br /&gt;hur hur..&lt;br /&gt;couldnt stop smiling in the room and she also cant stop smiling..&lt;br /&gt;i thought people there were supposed to show a blank look all the way..&lt;br /&gt;so nervous i forgot some stuffs i read and what i was supposed to say..&lt;br /&gt;hmph..&lt;br /&gt;but ok.&lt;br /&gt;its done..&lt;br /&gt;what happens now, happen luh..&lt;br /&gt;i hope for nothing yet..&lt;br /&gt;whats mine will be mine.&lt;br /&gt;whats not, i dont touch or bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;after that, me and my boo, went beach road to eat..&lt;br /&gt;ate mee hoon goreng, quite a heavy food to eat for my tummy but its been sometime since i eat that..&lt;br /&gt;my boo had beef steak if thats what its called.. seriously its nothing but all beef.. like duh.&lt;br /&gt;we also had satay and its also not bad.&lt;br /&gt;after eating, we were so damn full and walked all the way to bugis and take bus there...&lt;br /&gt;while walking was stop by a man who was lost, who show us a map of his own which he drew and he actually mark an x on the destination he was supposed to go to.. -.-ll&lt;br /&gt;he couldnt understand what he drew as his map, what more a complete stranger eh.&lt;br /&gt;i realised my boo is famous it come to asking direction..&lt;br /&gt;cause quite a few times it happen luh righttt..&lt;br /&gt;maybe he got the i-know-it-all and the ask-me-ask-me look.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;kidding boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a short and sweet day..&lt;br /&gt;thank u baby..&lt;br /&gt;love ya. muackz.&lt;br /&gt;c ya soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i shall try another go on my stuck quest..&lt;br /&gt;who noes, i might be able to crack it..&lt;br /&gt;that game there are some suspense part, which will scare u with they might do next..&lt;br /&gt;and i got shocked 3 times throughout thing..&lt;br /&gt;cool huh. not that its cool u get a shock, but the story is just great, funny and also there's suspense..&lt;br /&gt;just that the graphics are not as colourful..&lt;br /&gt;but i still love it..its my very first game that i cant stop playing.&lt;br /&gt;dont want believe ur problem..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k done..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8471792540847070887-3891864728318888758?l=ecki-torn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ecki-torn.blogspot.com/feeds/3891864728318888758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8471792540847070887&amp;postID=3891864728318888758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/3891864728318888758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8471792540847070887/posts/default/3891864728318888758'/><link rel='alternate' 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