<?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-3706582892198494289</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:32:49.341-08:00</updated><category term='I love you'/><category term='Amanda'/><category term='I&apos;m yours.'/><title type='text'>Story of a heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rasrimin, that's MY name.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09787536531091137409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706582892198494289.post-6551754306731673890</id><published>2009-08-27T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T05:46:09.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So long didnt blog. Been busy and not many things happened actually. COB is finally done and feel lighter on the shoulder now but because no more COB, it doesnt feel like there a reason to go to school. Got A overall for Project though and ranked second among other six group. Although my teammate didnt really work well as a team, still i wanna thanks them for being able to make it on the day before the presentation  for discussion despite being busy. We are all leaders and perhap that why we just cant work really well together because we wanna be top of each other although we are a group. I skipped poa yest and today. It not i dont want to go but just that the way Mrs Lim teach is just way too complicated. I dont understand. She actually nice to me and some but not to all which make people think im her pet student. When i skipped her poa lesson also, i feel sense of guilty because she is nice to me and im being like unfair to her. Maybe she should change the way she teach and should treat everyone equally. Give everyone the chance to every opportunity and not just pick student.Yesterday was Hafi birthday! ah okay! HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAFI!  Godma giving me two free movie ticket! so happppppppppy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Things between me and her have not been going well. Hopefully things will turn out fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3706582892198494289-6551754306731673890?l=theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/6551754306731673890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-long-didnt-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/6551754306731673890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/6551754306731673890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-long-didnt-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Rasrimin, that's MY name.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09787536531091137409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706582892198494289.post-8485909696052114725</id><published>2009-08-20T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T08:58:35.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; maybe it just oveeerrr..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;)':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3706582892198494289-8485909696052114725?l=theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/8485909696052114725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/maybe-it-just-oveeerrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/8485909696052114725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/8485909696052114725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/maybe-it-just-oveeerrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Rasrimin, that's MY name.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09787536531091137409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706582892198494289.post-8254390069484532915</id><published>2009-08-11T08:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T08:29:39.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School is as boring as ever now i have to get out from my house by 6 plus to school  or i will be nag by my mum because of the stupid letter by the school. Damn i hate it. I dont believe my attendance is like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I THINK OUR RELATIONSHIP HAS REALLY IMPROVE ALOT AND IM SO HAPPY ABOUT IT!. I WISH WE COULD BE MORE CLOSER BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3706582892198494289-8254390069484532915?l=theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/8254390069484532915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-is-as-boring-as-ever-now-i-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/8254390069484532915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/8254390069484532915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-is-as-boring-as-ever-now-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Rasrimin, that's MY name.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09787536531091137409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706582892198494289.post-1986895633936974719</id><published>2009-08-07T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T09:36:52.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was fun, ate KFC with my godma and the rest of the cliques. Joke and laugh. Then we watch movie. G.I Joe is not bad. Quite interesting. Sat beside godma. Then We walk walk around then godma drive me back to Tampines,she bought food for her son and i bought food for my mum so yeah. Then i head back home and take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now that i have make clear to you how i feel for you, i hope you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;feel the same things toward me too. Im speaking the truth and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;seriously that how i feel for you. I wanna thank you because now i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;have the feeling back i feel much more stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/SnxXyQhlfAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/G4bHC74DsUo/s1600-h/emo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367261376859700226" style="WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/SnxXyQhlfAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/G4bHC74DsUo/s400/emo4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3706582892198494289-1986895633936974719?l=theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/1986895633936974719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-fun-ate-kfc-with-my-godma-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/1986895633936974719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/1986895633936974719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-fun-ate-kfc-with-my-godma-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Rasrimin, that's MY name.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09787536531091137409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/SnxXyQhlfAI/AAAAAAAAAA4/G4bHC74DsUo/s72-c/emo4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706582892198494289.post-474766035378161037</id><published>2009-08-06T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T08:21:49.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have  no mood to post today but shall post a little. Was moodless since yesterday night.Then My godma(Aunty Jo) treat me and my clique lunch at long john  silver. SO KIND OF HER.Spend $45.50 just to eat. Return class some people were blowing balloons and something happened so me hafi and izzati laugh till we roll on the floor outside the class.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apart from that, sigh. i dont know how to say. i really love you. It seem like you lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;your feeling for me. i told you i would put aside my feeling for you but do you really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;believe i could do it, i would be lying if i say i love you no more, i would be lying if i say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;we could just be fri end, i would be lying if i want you to stop contacting me. EVerytime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i hold my phone i go to your name in my contact list, i just dont know how to start , i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;really want you to know that i love you. Everytime in msn , i open your conversation, i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont know what to type, im afraid to lose you but i know im losing you already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3706582892198494289-474766035378161037?l=theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/474766035378161037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-no-mood-to-post-today-but-shall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/474766035378161037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/474766035378161037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-no-mood-to-post-today-but-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>Rasrimin, that's MY name.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09787536531091137409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706582892198494289.post-5596664904351305501</id><published>2009-08-05T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:47:31.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amanda'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today seem like we are more  of like a friend,i cant do anything more anymore.Feeling helpless,i dont have the courage anymore,feeling so much pain inside,i wanna have you by my side so much,maybe i can,maybe i wont get at all,maybe it just a dream after all.Dreaming of you every night, thinking of you every moment,missing you every second,I love you my dear. I wanna have you so much.i dont know how to describe my feeling.Feel so weak cant even bring myself up.i need your hand to pick me up.i dont know what to say.I;m just so lost .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3706582892198494289-5596664904351305501?l=theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/5596664904351305501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-seem-like-we-are-more-of-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/5596664904351305501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/5596664904351305501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-seem-like-we-are-more-of-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Rasrimin, that's MY name.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09787536531091137409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706582892198494289.post-585996506056267782</id><published>2009-08-04T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T06:49:07.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nowadays, we seem to drift apart, i don't know maybe i think tooo much, i hate it if you think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you dont deserve me,maybe it me who dont deserve you.Maybe I'm just lucky to know you. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont know how to describe how i feel now. Things seem to be bad this few days. I guess i;m &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just thinking too much. I wish i could do something to make you happy, i wish im good in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;words, i wish i could be the angel of happiness, it heartbreaking to see you sad, i keep opening &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your msn convo but i just dont know what to write because im just scare im being irritating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to you or my words might make you feel worse. I tried my best to comfort you but i knew it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;doesnt really work although you thank me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To someone(NOT MY BABY), im not saying you anything but im being nice to you is as a friend not more than that. I'm straight. I hate the way you're treating me. I really hope you will stop following me wherever i go as i feel very uneasy and please dont touch me unnecessarily. I'm gonna avoid you and PLEASE STOP FOLLOWING ME! It disturbing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3706582892198494289-585996506056267782?l=theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/585996506056267782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/nowadays-we-seem-to-drift-apart-i-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/585996506056267782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/585996506056267782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/nowadays-we-seem-to-drift-apart-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Rasrimin, that's MY name.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09787536531091137409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706582892198494289.post-4544557720781115814</id><published>2009-08-03T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T07:27:46.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO DEAR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LINES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL. seriously idk wht to post.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Altogether  10 lines;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3706582892198494289-4544557720781115814?l=theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/4544557720781115814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-dear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/4544557720781115814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/4544557720781115814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>Rasrimin, that's MY name.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09787536531091137409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706582892198494289.post-3215161877058810595</id><published>2009-08-02T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T08:31:36.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;HEY! Friday and saturday didnt get to blog as have to work and no time. Freaking damn frustrated with the others part timer. I'm not being racist or whatever. But i dont know why you all only want do easy job,take own sweet time.All behave like sissy,no iniative. No wonder get scolded by boss but all cant accept it. I first time work there also always get treated like dog but i prove to them im their standard. I'm the only malay guy working there then you guys not happy with me speak other languages, what for,just tell me, and because i know it aint my fault at all. Most heavy work,i have to do it for you all when my job is actually done and im just there to help you guys but you guys not appreciating it. I have to do all the heavy work for you guys while you guys purposely take you own *tooot* time to finish job that even girls can do it faster.IM freking some damn pissed off but lucky baby smsing with me and im not so angry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To Amanda Baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love you and thanks for pei-ing me even when im working. LOVE YOU SO MUCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/SnWxCgaBLzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/QPLz8Bx-aso/s1600-h/emo6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365389187698732850" style="WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/SnWxCgaBLzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/QPLz8Bx-aso/s400/emo6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3706582892198494289-3215161877058810595?l=theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/3215161877058810595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-friday-and-saturday-didnt-get-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/3215161877058810595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/3215161877058810595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-friday-and-saturday-didnt-get-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rasrimin, that's MY name.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09787536531091137409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/SnWxCgaBLzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/QPLz8Bx-aso/s72-c/emo6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706582892198494289.post-1101697663692120886</id><published>2009-07-31T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T10:42:33.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dear! you Verryyy smelly! lol. i really dunno wht to post ;x..zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3706582892198494289-1101697663692120886?l=theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/1101697663692120886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-you-verryyy-smelly-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/1101697663692120886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/1101697663692120886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-you-verryyy-smelly-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Rasrimin, that's MY name.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09787536531091137409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706582892198494289.post-8982837409697205377</id><published>2009-07-31T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T10:17:47.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was normal.I suppose meet izzati at 9 but i woke up late but at least i reached before her.Lend her my floorball stick. Then today only got POA lesson. then 12.40 like that lesson end. Then go tamp, thought wanna meet baby but she dont even know what time her lesson end, naughty girl mah, never listen to teacher xp. kidding!. Then no one is free,so went to Tampines mall to buy something at popular.Then went back home. Then 3.30 like that went out again. Saw Zahira at the bus stop. At first, she was waiting for bus,then she tell me she want walk with me to tamp inter. So walked with her, then when reached tamp inter, met audi as audi is going out with Zahira then i went to wait for my bus. Then Reached my workplace and start working and messaging my baby at same time. She dont allow me to message her during worktime how bad she is. XP!.Baby waited for me to finish work and now she waiting for me to finish blogging so that she could read it. So sweet of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To Amanda baby:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/SnMm63twr5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/GlgGYFp8w0c/s1600-h/emo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364674373958545298" style="WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/SnMm63twr5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/GlgGYFp8w0c/s400/emo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3706582892198494289-8982837409697205377?l=theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/8982837409697205377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-was-normal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/8982837409697205377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/8982837409697205377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-was-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>Rasrimin, that's MY name.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09787536531091137409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/SnMm63twr5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/GlgGYFp8w0c/s72-c/emo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706582892198494289.post-7310789747818884477</id><published>2009-07-30T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T05:16:12.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First lesson OFA,learning excel again and getting good at it&gt;&lt;. Then it is COB listening test, question is quite tricky and i think i can get above average. The teacher took so long to collect the paper that it cause me to fall asleep woth my mouth open and SKP saw it!hahahaha!Then break, went to KFC with izzati and Hafi,ate Bandito pocket meal and baby was jealous&gt;&lt;. Most Sf were there surprisingly. Then went back to school sit at canteen awhile before going up. Then in class need do two POA question and i cant be bothered so yeah. 3.30 pm like that went off and took MRT was so excited to meet baby but Baby cant make it. It not her fault though, my fault:(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To Amanda Baby:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm sorry if i have hurt you just now. I didn't mean to. It wasn't your fault at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;all.It was all my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;fault. I'm really sorry. I anyhow say that say this and didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;think of you. Even if you could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;forgive me, i still feel bad about it. I dont know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;how to punish myself either. It really painful to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;know that i make you cry. I wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i was there to save those tears from falling to the ground and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; stop it because im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;not sure if i deserve those pure tears. I'm truly sorry baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/SnGOtW-0iDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HaE6uakgOq8/s1600-h/emo7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364225541089298482" style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/SnGOtW-0iDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HaE6uakgOq8/s400/emo7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3706582892198494289-7310789747818884477?l=theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/7310789747818884477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/7310789747818884477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/7310789747818884477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rasrimin, that's MY name.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09787536531091137409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/SnGOtW-0iDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HaE6uakgOq8/s72-c/emo7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706582892198494289.post-8338373843096554686</id><published>2009-07-29T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T07:22:47.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m yours.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HeY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My second post for the blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;School was fine i guess. Start off with temperature taking before reporting to class. After taking temperature and sticking the small round sticker to my shirt. I was walking to the lift to go to the com lab and Mr Sunny Chow was beside me,still riding his scooter,LOL!,he greeted me and ask me still walking?,and i was lie thinking, still riding your scooter?,haha!. Then went to canteen to buy some food first before going up to com lab. Ofa was as per normal,learning excel and doing assignment.Then next lesson in same com lab,Bse,Miss Joei came and some student is showing their articles. I just can't be bothered. I slept!haha!baby was smsing me saying she would hug me to sleep! i blame her for making me sleep in class!xp. O ya!baby smsed me saying her lesson start at 10 and she come school early because she thought it start at 8! so cute! haha! then she have to wait till her lesson start at ten! so pity! wished i was there to accompany you! &gt;&lt;.if only you told me earlier,i would skip my first lesson for you!xp. Back to Bse,i arrange 3 chairs together and slept on it.haha! then i had to wake up as Miss Joei is just infront of me. During Break i feel so uncomfortable,Hafi,you know why. Then wait for next lesson and my sweetheart,Auntie Jo came! haha!Her lesson was like usual,interesting,fun and very useful. After that suppose to went back but i stayed back for awhile to help Auntie jo take pictures of Hong Wei's group meeting. Ervin,you should thanks me for taking your pictures.Then i took bus with Shu fenG to Bukit batok, suppose meet friend but it canceled.So took train back to Jurong east then change to another train and back to Tampines. So tiring. Baby had test and really hope she pass it!Then nothing much. Went home,slept awhile as baby say she was busy so i talked to her when she went online.She told me the post i make for her was sweet!haha!Of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To Amanda:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really hope you get what i mean by the first post. I love you,baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/SnBa4Bfd5nI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yopHe2plk5g/s1600-h/emo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363887074717853298" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/SnBa4Bfd5nI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yopHe2plk5g/s400/emo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3706582892198494289-8338373843096554686?l=theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/8338373843096554686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-my-second-post-for-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/8338373843096554686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/8338373843096554686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-my-second-post-for-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Rasrimin, that's MY name.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09787536531091137409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/SnBa4Bfd5nI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yopHe2plk5g/s72-c/emo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3706582892198494289.post-3444916638191195592</id><published>2009-07-28T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:39:29.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Firstly, I wanna thank &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hafizah Sim Li Min&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for helping me with this blog thing. Here to start blogging again after so long. I dont know what to say also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;For Someone special,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have this feeling for you that i never had for a long time. i've been missing this feeling and now it back since i know you. You know my feeling for you. Although we treated each other like we are one but the fact is we aren't. I really wished we could be one. Your smile just keep appearing in my mind. i couldn't stop thinking of you. Every second i would be looking at my handphone to see if you had message me.I feel like it the first time i've been in love although i been through few relationship. When you told me you were sad just now,you cant imagined how stressed i was when you refused to tell me what wrong. I don't know why. I felt so guilty that i feel im so useless towards you. I'm sorry about saying you got another guy last time.I've hurt you but believe me,im gonna hurt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you no more&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/Sm8i3DAoXkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wCb1r5FEwNM/s1600-h/emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363544010317651522" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/Sm8i3DAoXkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wCb1r5FEwNM/s320/emo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3706582892198494289-3444916638191195592?l=theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/feeds/3444916638191195592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/3444916638191195592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3706582892198494289/posts/default/3444916638191195592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconceptofbreathing.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-again.html' title='BLOG AGAIN!'/><author><name>Rasrimin, that's MY name.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09787536531091137409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_B-ybVgEtQ/Sm8i3DAoXkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wCb1r5FEwNM/s72-c/emo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
