<?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-2564165305237822907</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:38:25.491-08:00</updated><category term='when will you ever know?'/><title type='text'>Something Change.</title><subtitle type='html'>Smile for the Weekends.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-5329227839144431910</id><published>2011-07-20T17:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T17:05:52.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chopstick bought by girlfriend.watch out Bruce lee</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-6dDtKVMk1v0/TidtXQ117hI/AAAAAAAAAOM/QvdoDMrVDAk/IMG_20110720_105115.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-6dDtKVMk1v0/TidtXQ117hI/AAAAAAAAAOM/QvdoDMrVDAk/s400/IMG_20110720_105115.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Thank you jasmine low&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-5329227839144431910?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/5329227839144431910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=5329227839144431910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5329227839144431910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5329227839144431910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2011/07/chopstick-bought-by-girlfriendwatch-out.html' title='chopstick bought by girlfriend.watch out Bruce lee'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-6dDtKVMk1v0/TidtXQ117hI/AAAAAAAAAOM/QvdoDMrVDAk/s72-c/IMG_20110720_105115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-8335320167106100113</id><published>2011-07-20T17:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T17:00:42.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Packed Packed sardines in mrt</title><content type='html'>If every morning was like this,the same will be said in years to come.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8335320167106100113?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8335320167106100113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=8335320167106100113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8335320167106100113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8335320167106100113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2011/07/packed-packed-sardines-in-mrt.html' title='Packed Packed sardines in mrt'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-6455151086992491135</id><published>2011-06-26T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T00:33:06.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday i start to write.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo9XOdIkKJY/TgbgfdqFRbI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XmvOhet7YO8/s1600/P4220121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo9XOdIkKJY/TgbgfdqFRbI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XmvOhet7YO8/s320/P4220121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622428015960343986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been awhile since i logged in to my blog. More than a year,i guess.&lt;br /&gt;A year passed since i started living across the causeway.&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot about updating it since i was not entirely motivated to write anything.&lt;br /&gt;As time goes, i started to write again.I yearned to write again.&lt;br /&gt;My sometimes adventures be it to work or daily activities will soon found itself to be recorded,uploaded and written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Zaidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-6455151086992491135?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/6455151086992491135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=6455151086992491135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/6455151086992491135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/6455151086992491135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2011/06/sunday-i-start-to-write.html' title='Sunday i start to write.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo9XOdIkKJY/TgbgfdqFRbI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XmvOhet7YO8/s72-c/P4220121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-3495637619693746676</id><published>2010-10-15T18:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T18:04:14.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to foreign land</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7qa9swWVScw/TLj6C1cJojI/AAAAAAAAAM0/pfObx02akHg/img_1.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm coming home to a foreign land,this is the time we part our ways.I hope we meet again.In years to come.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Love &lt;br /&gt;Zaidi&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/2564165305237822907-3495637619693746676?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/3495637619693746676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=3495637619693746676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/3495637619693746676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/3495637619693746676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2010/10/welcome-to-foreign-land.html' title='Welcome to foreign land'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7qa9swWVScw/TLj6C1cJojI/AAAAAAAAAM0/pfObx02akHg/s72-c/img_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-5226099305507280604</id><published>2010-10-04T05:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T05:42:07.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture yourself in the mirror</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7qa9swWVScw/TKnLeQMj_tI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9YZVBTVedh8/img.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;2 months later.will we still be together?&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/2564165305237822907-5226099305507280604?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/5226099305507280604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=5226099305507280604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5226099305507280604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5226099305507280604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2010/10/picture-yourself-in-mirror.html' title='Picture yourself in the mirror'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7qa9swWVScw/TKnLeQMj_tI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9YZVBTVedh8/s72-c/img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-3780999149460601501</id><published>2010-09-18T17:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T17:08:48.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice guy last?</title><content type='html'>Women like nice guys, but they aren't attracted to them. Nice guys often don't show the confidence or strength that women are attracted to. &lt;br /&gt;Don't be quiet and timid. Around her or in public. Just ask her out. Don't pour your heart into it. Don't act like you care about rejection. &lt;br /&gt;Don't be needy. Don't call her all the time. If you don't call, she'll call you anyway. &lt;br /&gt;Don't be a pushover. Don't do everything she wants, even if you want to do it. Tell her it has to be at 8:00pm instead of 7:00pm or Friday instead of Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;Don't give her money or gifts too often. Limit it to holidays, anniversaries, and about 6 random days during the year when she doesn't expect it. &lt;br /&gt;Don't show your feelings too often even though half the questions on this wiki are about women complaining about that. They want you to show them, but they want to work for it. &lt;br /&gt;Don't be clingy. You don't love her until you've dated her for at least a month or two. Don't act like it; don't say it. &lt;br /&gt;To sum it up, don't be too nice or too attached until the relationship is well established. Don't listen to anyone who tells you differently. Especially women. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-3780999149460601501?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/3780999149460601501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=3780999149460601501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/3780999149460601501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/3780999149460601501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2010/09/nice-guy-last.html' title='Nice guy last?'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-5561631497188669979</id><published>2010-09-16T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T23:35:28.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Of Poc-16 september 2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-5561631497188669979?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/5561631497188669979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-714774255134440011</id><published>2010-09-14T00:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T00:40:29.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nancy Sinatra-Something stupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I stand in line until you think&lt;br /&gt;You have the time to spend an evening with me&lt;br /&gt;And if we go someplace to dance&lt;br /&gt;I know that there's a chance you won't be leaving with me&lt;br /&gt;And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place&lt;br /&gt;And have a drink or two......&lt;br /&gt;And then I go and spoil it all by saying&lt;br /&gt;Something stupid like I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in your eyes that you despise&lt;br /&gt;The same old lines you heard the night before......&lt;br /&gt;And though it's just a line to you for me it's true......&lt;br /&gt;And never seemed so right before&lt;br /&gt;I practice everyday to find some clever lines&lt;br /&gt;To say to make the meaning come true......&lt;br /&gt;But then I think I'll wait until the evening gets late&lt;br /&gt;And I'm alone with you&lt;br /&gt;The time is right your perfume fills my head......&lt;br /&gt;The stars get red and on the nights so blue......&lt;br /&gt;And then I go and spoil it all by saying&lt;br /&gt;Something stupid like I love you&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/2564165305237822907-714774255134440011?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/714774255134440011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=714774255134440011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/714774255134440011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/714774255134440011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2010/09/nancy-sinatra-something-stupid.html' title='Nancy Sinatra-Something stupid'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-1984004467357098642</id><published>2010-09-03T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T18:54:12.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something-the beatles</title><content type='html'>Something in the way she moves&lt;br /&gt;Attracts me like no other lover&lt;br /&gt;Something in the way she woos me&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to leave her now&lt;br /&gt;You know I believe her now&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in her smile she knows&lt;br /&gt;That I don't need no other lover&lt;br /&gt;Something in her style that shows me&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to leave her now&lt;br /&gt;You know I believe her now&lt;br /&gt;You're asking me will my love grow&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;You stick around now it may show&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Something in the way she knows&lt;br /&gt;And all I have to do is think of her&lt;br /&gt;Something in the things she shows me&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to leave her now&lt;br /&gt;You know I believe her now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-1984004467357098642?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/1984004467357098642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=1984004467357098642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1984004467357098642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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without a purpose..&lt;br /&gt;Truth without its base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet No matter what,all of them will find its place.&lt;br /&gt;If you wish for it to happen..&lt;br /&gt;Dream for it to appear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will come and it may go,as it will grow on you.&lt;br /&gt;it may wilt but those memories will be kept safe.&lt;br /&gt;In my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-4076063141292468733?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/4076063141292468733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=4076063141292468733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/TGcNwHABkRI/AAAAAAAAAL8/emqnUk7U2ZM/s1600/1_473698806l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/TGcNwHABkRI/AAAAAAAAAL8/emqnUk7U2ZM/s320/1_473698806l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505384189647753490" 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/2564165305237822907-3695039602017265868?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/3695039602017265868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/TGcNwHABkRI/AAAAAAAAAL8/emqnUk7U2ZM/s72-c/1_473698806l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-6270951064425076217</id><published>2010-08-14T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T14:40:56.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't know why...</title><content type='html'>I waited till I saw the sign&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I didn't come&lt;br /&gt;I left  you by the house of fun&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I didn't come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-6270951064425076217?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/6270951064425076217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-8423574589882484271</id><published>2010-08-12T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T06:48:39.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benci Untuk mencintaimu.</title><content type='html'>Aku tak tahu apa yang terjadi,antara aku dan kau..Yang ku tahu pasti ku benci untuk mencintaimu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8423574589882484271?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8423574589882484271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-3190547918411641328</id><published>2010-08-11T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T06:53:29.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the sun</title><content type='html'>It's hard to be ignored,when i look at you.You look so bored!&lt;br /&gt;My baby my darling,i've been thinking about leaving.&lt;br /&gt;It's alright,It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;We all get the slips sometimes everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-3190547918411641328?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/3190547918411641328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-2619206100383326538</id><published>2010-07-27T23:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T23:29:22.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are ordinary people</title><content type='html'>Life is not only about achievement but also on happiness and the meaning to find what life is all about.bullshit? I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-2619206100383326538?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/2619206100383326538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=2619206100383326538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2619206100383326538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2619206100383326538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-are-ordinary-people.html' title='We are ordinary people'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-1269817789550088295</id><published>2010-07-16T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T08:29:53.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When you...</title><content type='html'>When you love me..tell me&lt;br /&gt;When you are ready for my love...tell me&lt;br /&gt;When you speak out for my love..tell me&lt;br /&gt;When you dare to dream of you and me in love..tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at night when you are already sleepy..don't tell me&lt;br /&gt;I will wrap you in your blanket, kiss you on the cheek and tell you&lt;br /&gt;"you had already make me happy'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-1269817789550088295?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/1269817789550088295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=1269817789550088295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1269817789550088295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1269817789550088295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-you.html' title='When you...'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-560879750271719458</id><published>2010-06-11T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T06:07:05.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days now......</title><content type='html'>I can forget her,no worries.if I get something bad in return,I don't think I deserve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-560879750271719458?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-1055747480687165463</id><published>2010-05-28T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T21:53:45.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She lets me down.</title><content type='html'>I wish to forget her and i will try to forget her.So many memories with me and her.&lt;br /&gt;I tried but still i'm not in her favour.&lt;br /&gt;She makes me cry and i can't afford to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;I endured with her for the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping she could change her ways.&lt;br /&gt;I finally deleted my facebook and slowly i will delete her from my life.&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't love me anymore and that is a fact i shall take note of.&lt;br /&gt;If Fate is not there then i will move on.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-1055747480687165463?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/1055747480687165463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=1055747480687165463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1055747480687165463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1055747480687165463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2010/05/she-lets-me-down.html' title='She lets me down.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-963096769681100186</id><published>2009-08-18T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T06:48:19.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SoqxFjxpTUI/AAAAAAAAAKc/j8kCPq6lN9M/s1600-h/5371_118471047894_585032894_2500119_1253683_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SoqxFjxpTUI/AAAAAAAAAKc/j8kCPq6lN9M/s320/5371_118471047894_585032894_2500119_1253683_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371300214653668674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;I went outside, into your garden. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;The sun was bright &amp;amp; the air was cool &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;And as I stood there listening&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Well the birds in your garden they all started singing this song&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;"Take her now. Don't be scared, it's alright. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Oh, come on, touch her inside. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;It's a crime against nature - she's been waiting all night. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Come on, hold her, &amp;amp; kiss her &amp;amp; tell her you care&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;If you wait 'til tomorrow she'll no longer be there. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Come on &amp;amp; give it to her. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;You know it's now or never." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; font: 13.0px Verdana"&gt;Yeah, the birds in your garden have all started singing this song&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-963096769681100186?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/963096769681100186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=963096769681100186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/963096769681100186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/963096769681100186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-went-outside-into-your-garden.html' title=''/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SoqxFjxpTUI/AAAAAAAAAKc/j8kCPq6lN9M/s72-c/5371_118471047894_585032894_2500119_1253683_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-8127984787193904904</id><published>2009-04-17T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:19:25.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>days are good will never be the same again</title><content type='html'>her birthday is coming,i should get something silly for her...hmmm what will it be..&lt;br /&gt;More of like a funny little thing.haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8127984787193904904?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8127984787193904904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=8127984787193904904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8127984787193904904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8127984787193904904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2009/04/days-are-good-will-never-be-same-again.html' title='days are good will never be the same again'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-8640549205309681778</id><published>2009-04-04T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T01:27:31.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When we get back,i'm just gonna see you more often.</title><content type='html'>Stupid stupid Stupid....Why suddenly it's all coming back..Thanks to ali,i suddenly found back the old memories in my drawer. Her pictures,her letters..Ohhh it's coming back to me....&lt;br /&gt;Is it good or bad for me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused..why did i think of her this few days...&lt;br /&gt;something is missing in me..that is her.. that bus stop with the bus 39 or 89&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8640549205309681778?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8640549205309681778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=8640549205309681778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8640549205309681778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8640549205309681778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-we-get-backim-just-gonna-see-you.html' title='When we get back,i&apos;m just gonna see you more often.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-1814563694457685407</id><published>2009-04-01T11:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T11:27:18.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving tuesday</title><content type='html'>I'm getting fatter on the stomach which i find it cute. They look like rubber to me. &lt;div&gt;I can't sleep early lately and i've been sleeping at 5 am everyday. it sucks and i don't like the feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is opening gotta work alot before i start school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been writing journals for now ever since that fateful day happens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much love in writing that i'm beginning to enjoy every moment of writing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll keep writing till i can't write it anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-1814563694457685407?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/1814563694457685407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=1814563694457685407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1814563694457685407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1814563694457685407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2009/04/loving-tuesday.html' title='Loving tuesday'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-6118724783796551200</id><published>2009-03-30T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T02:20:56.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling hungry for rest</title><content type='html'>I'm so tired now,i'm at work though.The thing that bored me is the workplace itself. &lt;div&gt;I'm tired due to boredom.How i wish my life would be so much cheerful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darn i want to be free,travelling and writing whenever i'm free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All i got to do is work and work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the only thing that keeps me occupied day by day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not lonely but i'm just bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to enjoy life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-6118724783796551200?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/6118724783796551200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=6118724783796551200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/6118724783796551200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/6118724783796551200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2009/03/feeling-hungry-for-rest.html' title='Feeling hungry for rest'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-5776521086531358701</id><published>2009-03-26T09:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T09:29:31.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I"m content for now.</title><content type='html'>Hi,i'm back and the good news is i'm back now.Everything is alright now.Finally i'm recovered from my misery and back to my good life.Although my life is not that good yet but yeah who says i can't go far. I'm starting to work less and finally able to focus my time more on family and friends.&lt;div&gt;The best part is having support from everyone. Thanks everyone! love you all like a bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zaidi is best at doing what he's good at. Making everyone happy and smile. next stop is making a chalet for friends only. they can bring who they like. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to update at least twice a week if i'm free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good health,Good life and Good luck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweetness,sweetness,sweetness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-5776521086531358701?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/5776521086531358701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=5776521086531358701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5776521086531358701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5776521086531358701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-content-for-now.html' title='I&quot;m content for now.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-2366507858602298101</id><published>2009-02-20T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T00:23:07.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Considering me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-2366507858602298101?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/2366507858602298101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=2366507858602298101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2366507858602298101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2366507858602298101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2009/02/considering-me.html' title='Considering me...'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-7534681892478431439</id><published>2009-01-17T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T06:29:14.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A great chalet...for my own..</title><content type='html'>After chalet,then my practical..a time of my teenage life.haha..but well what to do i'm happy? &lt;div&gt;I realise i can be the best but i just don't know how to do it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me be the best...haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-7534681892478431439?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/7534681892478431439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=7534681892478431439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/7534681892478431439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/7534681892478431439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-chaletfor-my-own.html' title='A great chalet...for my own..'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-8009438157630124822</id><published>2009-01-14T17:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:23:35.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 19</title><content type='html'>I'm old now..so what? only a year older..haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8009438157630124822?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8009438157630124822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=8009438157630124822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8009438157630124822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8009438157630124822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-19.html' title='I&apos;m 19'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-375475919867549904</id><published>2009-01-11T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:04:05.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad days are over :)</title><content type='html'>It's really over,i'm in the process of healing.&lt;br /&gt;yeah..the feeling of happiness is beginning to sip through me.&lt;br /&gt;No partner? it's okay for now..I want to go poly :) i have to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-375475919867549904?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/375475919867549904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=375475919867549904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/375475919867549904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/375475919867549904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2009/01/sad-days-are-over.html' title='sad days are over :)'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-8332718259593618317</id><published>2009-01-07T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T07:47:41.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CB 200</title><content type='html'>Will lily be my girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cb 200...oh my darling honda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8332718259593618317?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8332718259593618317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=8332718259593618317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8332718259593618317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8332718259593618317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2009/01/cb-200.html' title='CB 200'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-746095709163190874</id><published>2009-01-05T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T08:12:06.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd year</title><content type='html'>people,i'm in my second year now.&lt;div&gt;I feel so old ready. 19..darn i'm turning 19 soon. I'm a happy man this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.I will have the last laugh later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish jiaqi the best. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-746095709163190874?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/746095709163190874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=746095709163190874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/746095709163190874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/746095709163190874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2009/01/2nd-year.html' title='2nd year'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-2434250706911199706</id><published>2009-01-02T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T11:16:08.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopefully the music..</title><content type='html'>Music helps to cool me down.But i think this few days jiaqi didn't message me at all.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...what is happening to her?&lt;br /&gt;She got me worried,who know she's not feeling well this few days.&lt;br /&gt;please text me,you make me worried like hell. :(&lt;br /&gt;after all good bye to u all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-2434250706911199706?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/2434250706911199706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=2434250706911199706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2434250706911199706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2434250706911199706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2009/01/hopefully-music.html' title='Hopefully the music..'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-4145054149183335399</id><published>2008-12-29T09:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:01:36.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one thing that i didn't get to say to you.</title><content type='html'>Were your feelings always true or was i all along your rebound?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-4145054149183335399?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/4145054149183335399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=4145054149183335399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4145054149183335399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4145054149183335399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-thing-that-i-didnt-get-to-say-to.html' title='The one thing that i didn&apos;t get to say to you.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-7545127816604617608</id><published>2008-12-28T08:15:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T08:15:46.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you are happy,then i want to be happy too.</title><content type='html'>Forget me not,Forget me. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-7545127816604617608?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/7545127816604617608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=7545127816604617608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/7545127816604617608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/7545127816604617608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-you-are-happythen-i-want-to-be-happy.html' title='If you are happy,then i want to be happy too.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-2630572966748872432</id><published>2008-12-27T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T08:33:57.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoping the time would come when we meet again.</title><content type='html'>I hope she will go out with me.I'm expecting so much and i just don't want to be the one very very disappointed in the end...Fools with hope,dies of coldness and objections.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-2630572966748872432?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/2630572966748872432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=2630572966748872432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2630572966748872432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2630572966748872432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/hoping-time-would-come-when-we-meet.html' title='Hoping the time would come when we meet again.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-9177491462795001339</id><published>2008-12-26T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:40:02.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To me you are perfect,My wasted heart will love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jiaqi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          I'm sorry for my past mistakes.I know i didn't treat you well enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought i was always the one right.Now i realised,You open up my heart.You are nice,kind and so sweet. I will make up my past mistakes to be a better monster for you. I will contact you more,Go out with you more and hopefully i will cure your broken heart to A full love heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grant your wishes,Give your kisses. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight people,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                 Jiaqi is someone special :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-9177491462795001339?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/9177491462795001339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=9177491462795001339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/9177491462795001339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/9177491462795001339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-me-you-are-perfectmy-wasted-heart.html' title='To me you are perfect,My wasted heart will love you.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-4397275722755865927</id><published>2008-12-25T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:35:48.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lead me to your heart.</title><content type='html'>I want to fall for her again this time.I'm really happy to be with her. Her smile,her laugh,the way she sleeps,Her happiness.I love it all.&lt;div&gt;I'm not giving up.i made up my mind. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-4397275722755865927?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/4397275722755865927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=4397275722755865927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4397275722755865927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4397275722755865927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/lead-me-to-your-heart.html' title='Lead me to your heart.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-6460465723330555568</id><published>2008-12-25T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T10:33:40.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2009 soon.Yes I want you back in my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Knock on my door please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-6460465723330555568?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/6460465723330555568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=6460465723330555568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/6460465723330555568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/6460465723330555568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-2009-soon.html' title='Happy 2009 soon.Yes I want you back in my life.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-3772897817703736174</id><published>2008-12-23T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T08:27:46.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>look at the bright side</title><content type='html'>hey people i'm sad again.i don't know why. so frustating but what can i do? i had to move on. &lt;div&gt;I just don't know what to do,there's come a time when i get confused in life.Choosing to move on or stay strong and wait.This time is now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's okay,few weeks already and i'm getting stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my word is that i can't fall yet and surrender.I can fight it.That is what  i'm meant for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-3772897817703736174?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/3772897817703736174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=3772897817703736174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/3772897817703736174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/3772897817703736174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/look-at-bright-side.html' title='look at the bright side'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-1974814094654729020</id><published>2008-12-22T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T20:06:20.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep love as your golden rule.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-1974814094654729020?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-318497098271236211</id><published>2008-12-22T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T08:31:22.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiving lightens you up.</title><content type='html'>Will this new year be the same again for me? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-318497098271236211?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/318497098271236211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=318497098271236211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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come true</title><content type='html'>I thought she said we could still be friends,but in the end she's running away again. &lt;div&gt;Where's our promises? I wish i can turn back time and take back what i said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't like giving up in a relationship.Why am i the only one feeling this way? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promised only three months of absent,but still i had some financial difficulties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish the best for everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-6259340504390475669?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/6259340504390475669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=6259340504390475669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Waktu kita sama sambut hari lahir&lt;div&gt;Ku beri hadiah, hadiah bunga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cantik,engkau memang cantik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;izinkan aku menetap wajahmu lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kau pijak hati ku lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tinggi harapanku buatmu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak ku sangka ia hanya setengah jalan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jika memori kita simpan dalam cakera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kan ku mainkan sampai bila bila masa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cantik,engkau memang cantik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Izinkan aku menetap wajahmu lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a man whose hope of getting her back failed and he moved on without seeing her the last time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this lyrics has strong words and i pity this guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the best to other couples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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this new year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm smiling today.Everybody loves me today.People loves my company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to go ice-skating at kallang leisure park.I want to be with the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be cold and i want a warmth person to warm me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The memories will recorded in my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was i thinking this few days.Why must i be sad? why can't i be happy. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything i do meant something .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want love,to be loved again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not repeating history,i"m creating a new History.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's count the days to new year with me. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Save your wishes,keep your kisses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget you not,forget the pain YES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to smile.!! AGAIN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-2120235052455531580?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/2120235052455531580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=2120235052455531580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2120235052455531580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2120235052455531580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/thought-of-celebrating-with-another.html' title='Thought of celebrating with another hand this new year.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-2396181783998796223</id><published>2008-12-19T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T18:49:12.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy saturday.</title><content type='html'>I started to write this in the morning before i'm off for work.&lt;div&gt;It's so fresh after having enough sleep.just bought myself a new tight bootcut jeans.yeah finally i decided to pamper myself. I'm gonna pamper myself nw. I will start getting stuff for myself and groomed myself. now i'm playing with my little cousin,he talks to me about spiderman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning spiderman,afternoon spiderman,night spiderman..so i laugh about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He so thin and cute and hell yeah such a little devil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will travel more next year.this i promise to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-2396181783998796223?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/2396181783998796223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=2396181783998796223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2396181783998796223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2396181783998796223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/sleepy-saturday.html' title='sleepy saturday.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-4681774777502311231</id><published>2008-12-19T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T06:52:01.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will smile for present 2008 'saranghaeyo'</title><content type='html'>i realise the more i let it go,the more i'm smiling.not for the wrong reason but for the reason it happen for my sake. I still cherish her and she will hold a special place in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i will start a new me by next year.&lt;br /&gt;She understands my needs this year and i won't blame her.i just wish her good luck in her life.&lt;br /&gt;I will be sad and happy at times but i will move on grow up.&lt;br /&gt;Life for me now is majority to the sad part because i went through a lot of difficulties in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Debts,failed love life,loved one passing away this all i went through early.&lt;br /&gt;I know my partner will come to me one day.&lt;br /&gt;I will see the world and the world will see me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for next year's challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaidi=Loving,honest and the one to make a smile on people's face.&lt;br /&gt;So 2009 prepare for me. I will move forward.&lt;br /&gt;FORWARD! MANEUVER FORWARD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-4681774777502311231?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/4681774777502311231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=4681774777502311231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4681774777502311231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4681774777502311231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-will-smile-for-present-2008.html' title='I will smile for present 2008 &apos;saranghaeyo&apos;'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-6942288449613775381</id><published>2008-12-16T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:50:37.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To me You are perfect and my wasted heart will love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-6942288449613775381?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/6942288449613775381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=6942288449613775381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/6942288449613775381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/6942288449613775381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-me-you-are-perfect-and-my-wasted.html' title='To me You are perfect and my wasted heart will love you'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-7817915794039327369</id><published>2008-12-16T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:45:35.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what can i say?</title><content type='html'>I wish i can be in love with my best friend.The idea of it is better and less hurtful.&lt;div&gt;The thoughts of having a girl best friend never occur to me before.I think i start finding a new best friend.A female one,i already have one at work but will not go on further but friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep to listening to jason mraz 'lucky' today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish to have a duet with a female singer too.hahahahahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i'm smiling,thanks to you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-7817915794039327369?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/7817915794039327369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=7817915794039327369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/7817915794039327369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/7817915794039327369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-can-i-say.html' title='what can i say?'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-4160148070773292443</id><published>2008-12-14T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:35:00.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's coming :)</title><content type='html'>My new girlfriend should be coming by next year,she may be older than me.bt who cares!! i take care of her!! hahahahahahahahahahahaha. I will call her Lily. :) &lt;div&gt;I'm gonna be a happy man soon...She's coming soon. hmmm counting and counting definitely no use.so i just work and wait,work and wait,work and wait.school,work and wait. and finally Lily appears. haha by next year. Please zaidi wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-4160148070773292443?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/4160148070773292443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=4160148070773292443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4160148070773292443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4160148070773292443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-coming.html' title='It&apos;s coming :)'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-200470157619136434</id><published>2008-12-13T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T20:34:46.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love the rain</title><content type='html'>The rain makes me smile today,i dunno for what reason today.Everyone is in the house today and just came back from zoukout.So i guess all are pretty tired but i'm not.I didn't go zoukout because i don't feel like it and i just want to spend time at home surfing the net.&lt;div&gt;And from now,i'm just gonna work till school reopens and i'm gonna change for the better.I will have a future.This i promise to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-200470157619136434?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/200470157619136434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=200470157619136434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/200470157619136434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/200470157619136434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-rain.html' title='i love the rain'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-1853984635324925479</id><published>2008-12-13T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T05:53:54.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile? can i?</title><content type='html'>Today i feel so quiet again.what is that bothers me so much? Why can't i think straight today.i'm trying to let go but i know to really move on is too really accept my changes and be happy.I know my name is meant for success and i do whatever it takes to be.I will be happy.I will succeed. &lt;div&gt;For my name is zaidi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-1853984635324925479?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/1853984635324925479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=1853984635324925479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1853984635324925479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1853984635324925479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/smile-can-i.html' title='Smile? can i?'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-5611237376072563907</id><published>2008-12-12T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:15:34.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me sad.</title><content type='html'>today again the breakdown appears.i can't stand it.i don't like to be sad when everyone is smiling.&lt;div&gt;I want to smile again like the last time.Please god,give me a sign that i can be happy.help me move on from this misery which i try to control.it's been few days and she didn't even bother to message me saying hi. what is the meaning of this? is her door really close for me this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answer is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-5611237376072563907?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/5611237376072563907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=5611237376072563907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5611237376072563907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5611237376072563907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-make-me-sad.html' title='You make me sad.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-1971479454950458388</id><published>2008-12-07T08:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T08:19:34.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why breakdowns appear out of sudden.</title><content type='html'>back from work. darn i breakdown just now.again for similar reasons.i guess the more i think about her the more it bothers me to feel what was my biggest mistake.i'm sad again today. If she read this tell her i'm very sorry. if there was another chance,i will really make her happy. &lt;div&gt;Those moments that i thought i could forget is haunting me again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please forgive me and i know we both moved on.so only her words could make this relationship happen again. Please god.bless us again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-1971479454950458388?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/1971479454950458388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=1971479454950458388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1971479454950458388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1971479454950458388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-breakdowns-appear-out-of-sudden.html' title='Why breakdowns appear out of sudden.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-3670490361512045881</id><published>2008-12-06T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T08:50:00.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>run with the wind</title><content type='html'>Hey i just got home :),today was tiring.I played games for 10 hours straight till my eyes got twisted.haha kidding. well today was quite an awesome day actually.i didn't i can make lots of people happy with my mouth,i always thought they were noisy.Some people need people like me to entertain them and i can't never stop talking and it doesn't tires me.haha&lt;div&gt;I guess i can grow up working as a motivational speaker. *winks* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These few days were such a joyous day for me.My family and friends were there for me to comfort me and now i'm not just smiling but glowing :). Thanks to them i smile like a lighthouse now.The past is already forgotten and i don't need the past like i used to with my dear life.Things have changed and ME have move on to the old happy loud cheerful zaidi.hmmmm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;night &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-3670490361512045881?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/3670490361512045881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=3670490361512045881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/3670490361512045881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/3670490361512045881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/run-with-wind.html' title='run with the wind'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-813177494117754078</id><published>2008-12-05T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T07:21:55.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think about it,was it really worth to cry for that past.</title><content type='html'>i can't wait for 2009 to start soon. This may sound crazy but i'm turning 19 soon and gosh i have to serve the army. This is going to be both fun and worrying. Fun is the sooner i serve the army the sooner i'm going out. Worries is that i have to plan what i'm going to do and what i'm going to become. Is it for the good or is it for the worse ? Gosh it is scary? &lt;div&gt;And yes i need to make loads of money. Having money with you all the time makes you less worry. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish my future would be the best days of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine 'loaded',having a happy family,World travel,soul mate who loves to travel and most importantly being there as someone useful to the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodnight :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-813177494117754078?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/813177494117754078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=813177494117754078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/813177494117754078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/813177494117754078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/12/think-about-itwas-it-really-worth-to.html' title='Think about it,was it really worth to cry for that past.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-114165979012002340</id><published>2008-12-04T10:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:38:04.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look how life shines for you,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/STgjRx1mJNI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/KFMQSrcKqVo/s1600-h/RIMG0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/STgjRx1mJNI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/KFMQSrcKqVo/s320/RIMG0541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276005751807419602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day,i'm getting stronger.I like to thank my family and friends for such strong encouragement.They keep me strong for few days giving me advice to make me a more loving guy rather than someone full of hatred.I admit i hate her for this few days but hey the more i hate,the more i suffer so why not i let it go and love others more.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm much more happy now than those few miserable days and i never blame anyone for it is my mistakes but they say we learnt from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i'm waiting for my real girlfriend coming out soon probably never and she won't leave me,EVER. HAHA. All i got to do is take care of her,feed her oil and clean her up.haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So right now,I keep smiling and no more relationship for now.So girls don't ever think of giving me your numbers.I'm nt interested now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-114165979012002340?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/114165979012002340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=114165979012002340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-5485197610595025769</id><published>2008-11-29T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:04:13.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today will be the day i'm all alone</title><content type='html'>Hey readers,&lt;div&gt;                       i bet this is going to be hard for me.I have decided this big risk myself.I decided to end my beautiful relationship.I know there will be times i will breakdown but hopefully i'll get up again.I'm heading to work now. take care :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-5485197610595025769?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/5485197610595025769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=5485197610595025769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5485197610595025769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5485197610595025769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-will-be-day-im-all-alone.html' title='Today will be the day i&apos;m all alone'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-157275463133073175</id><published>2008-11-29T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:20:11.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let memories stay and keep moving forward</title><content type='html'>hello readers,&lt;div&gt;                         i've decided far enough...i'm moving forward now.This is my choice.there's no turning back now.I accepted her decision and we believe that memories will stay but not us together.i wish all the best for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways i got to work more now and study too :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting my license as soon as possible and travel the whole world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go Zaidi go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-157275463133073175?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/157275463133073175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=157275463133073175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/157275463133073175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/157275463133073175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/11/let-memories-stay-and-keep-moving.html' title='Let memories stay and keep moving forward'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-8569101322560042995</id><published>2008-11-22T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T10:07:26.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel so lonely</title><content type='html'>Love,&lt;br /&gt;          you're gone on your trip to a great holiday. :(..i hope you have a great time. Right now all i'm doing is school and work.i got no time for entertainment. My only entertainment was you always. i never felt much content after knowing you. You stole my heart away.Yes you did and i'm glad :).&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I won't let you go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8569101322560042995?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8569101322560042995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=8569101322560042995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8569101322560042995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8569101322560042995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-feel-so-lonely.html' title='i feel so lonely'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-4711081976487275049</id><published>2008-11-22T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T08:44:03.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's gone for 5 days</title><content type='html'>Today is the fifth day..i start counting.I feel so sorry for doing like this to you. :( i will see you soon. I love you.it's the truth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-4711081976487275049?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/4711081976487275049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=4711081976487275049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4711081976487275049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4711081976487275049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/11/shes-gone-for-5-days.html' title='She&apos;s gone for 5 days'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-5672199865110606935</id><published>2008-11-13T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:41:44.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a fever Injection</title><content type='html'>Hi people :( ,I'm in a feverish mood here right now..Suck having this feeling.. But it's okay since i'm mostly at bed now..beside me is the laptop and the psp (double deal)..&lt;div&gt;Ohh tomorrow friday,the day i'm looking forward too.Holiday is coming soon and i got learn for that last paper. *GOOD*.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i think i'm off to bed now..it's getting late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-5672199865110606935?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/5672199865110606935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=5672199865110606935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5672199865110606935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5672199865110606935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-got-fever-injection.html' title='I got a fever Injection'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-8905610729832663517</id><published>2008-11-12T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:03:30.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our love was like a parachute</title><content type='html'>dooo...dooooo.doooo.dooooo.doooo&lt;div&gt;you feel floated ashore,like a gentle wave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make want to smile even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The chemistry in us was like the parachutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today i met JIAQI.. Lovely as always..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never to make me go horny *kidding*..but it's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There must be romance or else she will not be satisfied..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jiaqi make me smile and i'll make you laugh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you soon.. blueberry..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8905610729832663517?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8905610729832663517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=8905610729832663517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8905610729832663517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8905610729832663517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-love-was-like-parachute.html' title='Our love was like a parachute'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-8069810844526363832</id><published>2008-11-10T18:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:35:47.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future is love. (Now is the time i'm writing my life blog.)</title><content type='html'>I just woke up..feeling a bit sick. it's the fact that i missed school again and i didn't take my test. Damm it,2 more weeks left to school and still i never do the test.. what crap is that...anyway  i'll be taking a nap for a while. bye ZZZZZZZZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8069810844526363832?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8069810844526363832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=8069810844526363832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8069810844526363832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8069810844526363832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/11/future-is-love-now-is-time-im-writing.html' title='Future is love. (Now is the time i&apos;m writing my life blog.)'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-8618879778932827292</id><published>2008-10-28T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T09:33:13.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love starts with a past</title><content type='html'>I think i'm in love with you.&lt;div&gt;Look into my eyes and feel my words. &lt;div&gt;Those path i chose was all just to be closer to you then before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now all we got to do is how we should start falling in love &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8618879778932827292?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8618879778932827292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=8618879778932827292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8618879778932827292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8618879778932827292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-starts-with-past.html' title='love starts with a past'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-1018816214478477563</id><published>2008-10-26T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T10:31:55.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beside me...closer</title><content type='html'>You breathe out your love in my ears&lt;div&gt;You stay awake just to look at me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How long it takes to make it clear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me to be your he. &lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-1018816214478477563?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/1018816214478477563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=1018816214478477563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1018816214478477563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1018816214478477563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/10/beside-mecloser.html' title='Beside me...closer'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-8436858512090013643</id><published>2008-10-25T09:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T09:46:24.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Popcorn with love</title><content type='html'>Be quiet..what?&lt;div&gt;Stop fidgeting.SSHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not...Then Who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's The popcorn....They can't move..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I know now..Who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's you my dear, you are holding my hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hand is yours to hold. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8436858512090013643?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8436858512090013643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=8436858512090013643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8436858512090013643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8436858512090013643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/10/popcorn-with-love.html' title='Popcorn with love'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-2443123504373652930</id><published>2008-10-23T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:52:30.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is alright if you smile</title><content type='html'>You need to smile for days to come ahead.&lt;div&gt;Even though it may hurt,let love keep you going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However tough it may be, Let it be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alone there is little light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together we make it brighter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let there be LOVE &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-2443123504373652930?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/2443123504373652930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=2443123504373652930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2443123504373652930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2443123504373652930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-is-alright-if-you-smile.html' title='Love is alright if you smile'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-299838500765642233</id><published>2008-10-19T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T06:52:06.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will be away..</title><content type='html'>She didn't turn up.&lt;div&gt;I take it as a challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be gone for 3 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't forget her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good bye J &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-299838500765642233?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/299838500765642233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=299838500765642233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/299838500765642233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/299838500765642233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-will-be-away.html' title='I will be away..'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-2340843077717891597</id><published>2008-10-17T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:27:46.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk to me</title><content type='html'>Hear your voice...&lt;div&gt;trap me with your words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;catch me with your hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hold you in my arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jiaqi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will it always be like this? &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-2340843077717891597?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-5004797875145390564</id><published>2008-10-16T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T11:04:20.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love yourself</title><content type='html'>Busy will be my top list for now.&lt;br /&gt;She understands my goals that need to be done.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know she will be stronger after this.&lt;br /&gt;Our love make her believe that i won't stray away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her...Jiaqi.&lt;br /&gt;wait for me&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/2564165305237822907-5004797875145390564?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/5004797875145390564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=5004797875145390564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5004797875145390564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5004797875145390564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-yourself.html' title='Love yourself'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-565926755391125158</id><published>2008-10-10T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:15:37.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love your smile</title><content type='html'>Love you simply means to love me back. I drowned myself in your words while you fly high with my jokes. The smooth skin versus my rough skin, it leaves an impression that it doesn't even matter in the first place. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-565926755391125158?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/565926755391125158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=565926755391125158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/565926755391125158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/565926755391125158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-your-smile.html' title='I love your smile'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-2889025603630740730</id><published>2008-09-26T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:23:01.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super saturday</title><content type='html'>Days with nice weathers are hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;Days we can scream and shout are hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;Days where children run free are hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;Days where schools are closed are hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;Days where couples can have a date together are hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;Days where i can spent my time with you are hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;but believing that you are there for me won't be hard as long as i know,&lt;br /&gt;that even when i'm busy.&lt;br /&gt;i can still miss you Jiaqi :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-2889025603630740730?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/2889025603630740730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=2889025603630740730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2889025603630740730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2889025603630740730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/super-saturday.html' title='Super saturday'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-4583999330828434997</id><published>2008-09-25T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T12:58:29.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Draw for me with crayons.</title><content type='html'>I like color pencils.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer crayons.&lt;br /&gt;Just pass us the papers.&lt;br /&gt;We shall draw a heart together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly below 'I love you'. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Jiaqi. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-4583999330828434997?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/4583999330828434997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=4583999330828434997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4583999330828434997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4583999330828434997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/write-for-me-with-crayons.html' title='Draw for me with crayons.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-2332716332307844444</id><published>2008-09-24T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T12:54:29.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish me with a thousand candles</title><content type='html'>Your birthday is so far away..&lt;div&gt;But yet i dreamed  many gifts to fit your descriptions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only one that suited you most was the precious moments i gave..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the light to brighten your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-2332716332307844444?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/2332716332307844444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=2332716332307844444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2332716332307844444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/2332716332307844444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/wish-me-with-thousand-candles.html' title='Wish me with a thousand candles'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-8282063248940639420</id><published>2008-09-23T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:32:02.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days of absence that leaves a mark to trail.</title><content type='html'>22/09/08&lt;div&gt;I joined lighting club. Finally i can make some cca points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't in uniform, first appearance without a school uniform. What an impression to leave for the teachers. Anyway learned a thing or two such Led lights, lighting board(looks like a synthesizer). Mr John Lim was in charge of the club. Serious man i can say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lesson is sort of a refresher course for the newcomers. To familiarize with the equipment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can say it was great.. better not waste this opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Monstress after that.i went for break fast with her. I just couldn't decide where to eat and finally after choosing and stuff, i just go for the plain old chicken rice. She was the usual (avoiding dinner always).I pretty much supported her idea to be thin. So i have to be strict to watch her diet. We just sat nearby a park after that.We had so much to talk about. I just hold her most of the time and the best part was when she sleep on my shoulder. I wish i had a bit more flesh in my shoulder.. i was deemed to skinny. *winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she was the girl that leaves me those marks of approval.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will miss her again. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8282063248940639420?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8282063248940639420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=8282063248940639420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8282063248940639420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8282063248940639420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/4-days-of-absence-that-leaves-mark-to.html' title='4 days of absence that leaves a mark to trail.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-105552676427037367</id><published>2008-09-22T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T01:20:27.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile for me and i hope it last.</title><content type='html'>I've just realized that i should update about my life instead writing some poets/lyrics until now.&lt;div&gt;Glad to know if there were any reader willing to read..I  don't know how a real blog should work but i just give it a go..I think my real blog should start in a few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone start smiling and wait for the sun to set.Cheers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-105552676427037367?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/105552676427037367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=105552676427037367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/105552676427037367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/105552676427037367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/smile-for-me-and-i-hope-it-last.html' title='Smile for me and i hope it last.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-2610643632884887614</id><published>2008-09-18T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:53:56.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was the day we met again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SNKVdhiEC0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/BBtZpktK92A/s1600-h/MONSTRESS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SNKVdhiEC0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/BBtZpktK92A/s320/MONSTRESS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247420850290035522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOYOUS! JOYOUS FOR ME!&lt;div&gt;i met her again today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feels like ice melting on me again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smell of her attracts me like a coat of paint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE JOKE! WE CURSE! WE'RE FEELING THE PULSE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU&gt;I LOVE HER&gt;I LOVE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shall meet again with the pinches you left on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time i return with the kiss that sticks on you like a glue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-2610643632884887614?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/2610643632884887614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=2610643632884887614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-747552469664853205</id><published>2008-09-18T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:18:16.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the monster and you're the cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SNIAsJ7_E7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/nvkiMfYiV1M/s1600-h/toys5"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SNIAsJ7_E7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/nvkiMfYiV1M/s320/toys5" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247257274421810098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi dear,&lt;div&gt;              Where are you now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't you see i'm searching for the red jar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was the blue bird that crosses your path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were the one that i talked about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you feeling a bit joyous for our reunion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't change the fact that You've fallen for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not the Blueberry pie that i feed you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's was love that weaken your knees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you understand that one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will appear again when you need me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-747552469664853205?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/747552469664853205/comments/default' title='Post 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SNIAsJ7_E7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/nvkiMfYiV1M/s72-c/toys5' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-4928520129474211948</id><published>2008-09-14T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:51:00.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how could i let you go?</title><content type='html'>Pour my feelings out.&lt;div&gt;Sealing it carefully or it may wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harsh words are excuses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kissing begs for pleases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-4928520129474211948?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/4928520129474211948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=4928520129474211948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4928520129474211948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4928520129474211948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-could-i-let-you-go.html' title='how could i let you go?'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-4110782390437532231</id><published>2008-09-14T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:47:08.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm yours and you're mine.</title><content type='html'>Your long black hair reminds me.&lt;div&gt;That i usually run straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it seems i can left or the right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With your hands now i can sprint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tireless thinking of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being happy was already coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My watch says it's time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your heart says a little late is never a crime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-4110782390437532231?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/4110782390437532231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=4110782390437532231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4110782390437532231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4110782390437532231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/your-long-black-hair-reminds-me.html' title='i&apos;m yours and you&apos;re mine.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-309219816667137388</id><published>2008-09-14T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:43:56.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling alright</title><content type='html'>Feeling alone is simply such a waste.&lt;div&gt;The fuel that feeds on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slowly but definitely consuming you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing yourself is like reading that book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One cannot measure love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It requires another you for light to enter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreams must not be taken away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or suffer without achievements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-309219816667137388?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/309219816667137388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=309219816667137388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/309219816667137388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/309219816667137388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/feeling-alone-is-simply-such-waste.html' title='Feeling alright'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-7819126347684806598</id><published>2008-09-14T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:41:15.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you gotta let me know</title><content type='html'>People are targets.&lt;div&gt;Stones thrown like stones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You missed if you're right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You felt abused if it reaches you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are people a device?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Treat us as humans please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-7819126347684806598?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/7819126347684806598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=7819126347684806598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/7819126347684806598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/7819126347684806598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-gotta-let-me-know.html' title='you gotta let me know'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-8442806778142061254</id><published>2008-09-10T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:52:43.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the persistent painter.</title><content type='html'>Paint me a picture.&lt;div&gt;The color red you insist on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The color blue i requested for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can't make up our mind when we fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but pinching was the final stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You explained Atom is easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You said it many times but i won't listen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get a hold of your sight way too easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you relieved me with that sinful smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scratching your head when it gets too hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Losing yourself when i tease you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Focus, i'm the cat and you are the mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you wish tomorrow were in your hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8442806778142061254?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8442806778142061254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=8442806778142061254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8442806778142061254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8442806778142061254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/persistent-painter.html' title='the persistent painter.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-6216519048280460012</id><published>2008-09-10T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:48:55.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're missing today.</title><content type='html'>Text me please.&lt;div&gt;You've disappeared again today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it a game that you love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was it just to prove my existence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look up at the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You imagine objects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I imagine you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world is full of imagery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only 'us' can make a better picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-6216519048280460012?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/6216519048280460012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=6216519048280460012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/6216519048280460012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/6216519048280460012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/youre-missing-today.html' title='you&apos;re missing today.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-4949709345446954141</id><published>2008-09-10T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:46:53.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate to see the evening sun go down.</title><content type='html'>You were staring at the sea.&lt;div&gt;With eyes that gleamed for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your hands were cold before i held.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now there's life whenever there was me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am i smiling so often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You said it's where the real me is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't seem to understand why you stated that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you make it clear that it's me that you adore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-4949709345446954141?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/4949709345446954141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=4949709345446954141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4949709345446954141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4949709345446954141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-hate-to-see-evening-sun-go-down.html' title='i hate to see the evening sun go down.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-5351610772096294436</id><published>2008-09-10T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:43:43.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some writings..</title><content type='html'>Slipped inside the beggar's mind.&lt;div&gt;The thoughts that arise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was it another problems that comes too early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Times changed and so as the civilisation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace didn't come much sooner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Destruction was in their favors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Killing was their game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where is the hope that one day there will be peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's hope the best will come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-5351610772096294436?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/5351610772096294436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=5351610772096294436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5351610772096294436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5351610772096294436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-writings.html' title='some writings..'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-5532589330289743906</id><published>2008-09-08T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:24:27.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing her everyday.</title><content type='html'>Why did i feel so clumsy today?&lt;div&gt;Is it the fact that i'm missing her too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thoughts of having her here with me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It never always turn up like i wanted her too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She have her life too..i have mine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seem to put her more now than myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wondering what's she having for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking what's she doing now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me be there if you need to someone to talk to. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-5532589330289743906?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/5532589330289743906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=5532589330289743906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5532589330289743906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/5532589330289743906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/missing-her-everyday.html' title='Missing her everyday.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-617209834386382429</id><published>2008-09-07T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:25:30.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 was our number.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SMRw8mPKYRI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IZ7_o-MKZPg/s1600-h/Photo+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SMRw8mPKYRI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IZ7_o-MKZPg/s320/Photo+176.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243440052524704018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 appears when we met.&lt;div&gt;This number has significant similarity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The idea was only you and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more than that or it would be 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing cards was a side dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having you was better than the main course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You skipped dinner like you always did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't understand why but,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i get it when i kissed your lips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We never slept the whole day only 2 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was more than enough having you beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe we could last.. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monstress you melt my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-617209834386382429?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/617209834386382429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=617209834386382429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/617209834386382429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/617209834386382429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/2-was-our-number.html' title='2 was our number.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SMRw8mPKYRI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IZ7_o-MKZPg/s72-c/Photo+176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-8440081583303257919</id><published>2008-09-06T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T04:07:52.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humans are human.</title><content type='html'>Everyone thinks they are not to blame.&lt;div&gt;but those who took the blame learnt something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'We are up one notch above them'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8440081583303257919?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8440081583303257919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=8440081583303257919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8440081583303257919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8440081583303257919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/humans-are-human.html' title='Humans are human.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-4253787897812904099</id><published>2008-09-06T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T04:06:21.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherish,cherish.</title><content type='html'>Cherish the fantasies of two moons.&lt;div&gt;We hold the knowledge that screams to be shared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We make up lies just to get another lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world never ends if people keep smiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long gone the days where everything is for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even love is finding it hard to keep up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To know someone starts by talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To love someone,you won't know how to stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letting it go seemed worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keeping it all,you won't live to see a bright day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-4253787897812904099?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/4253787897812904099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=4253787897812904099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4253787897812904099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4253787897812904099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/cherishcherish.html' title='Cherish,cherish.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-8069316390402859592</id><published>2008-09-06T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T10:41:47.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad about you.</title><content type='html'>I see your lips pink and wet.&lt;div&gt;Those were the signs of the youthful you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can see me bake cakes out of the blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing is more tender than a kiss moist as dew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rain that washes away our stain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The soothing woos over a boring plain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You in sight,life seems a bit joyous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Better than a festive season to note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it I who declared the independency of knowing you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because knowing you,i know the meaning behind those relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8069316390402859592?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8069316390402859592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=8069316390402859592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8069316390402859592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8069316390402859592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/mad-about-you.html' title='Mad about you.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-4005387665667826060</id><published>2008-09-06T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T10:39:42.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when will you ever know?'/><title type='text'>When will you ever know?</title><content type='html'>The stars that leaves a scar.&lt;div&gt;The distance is getting too far now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pull a string on me,towards you slowly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The question you asked me was how?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said those three words and i'm glad you know it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in charge now to tell you all that wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave a hope,never bred these fools.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You say 'what's the time uh dear'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll say 'never mind it,knowing you won't take a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-4005387665667826060?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/4005387665667826060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=4005387665667826060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/4005387665667826060'/><link 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exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Climbing out of this humid prediction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making things seems like a dimension.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was said most treasures wealth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaving behind the greatness health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We set in line for the race to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Declining last at the very end :(. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-8714160183940539908?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/8714160183940539908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=8714160183940539908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8714160183940539908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/8714160183940539908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/withering-ends.html' title='Withering ends'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-1545965527133402782</id><published>2008-09-04T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T09:57:08.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the ship and i'm the captain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SMATJ6VhnAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8UvRhWxkBtk/s1600-h/me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SMATJ6VhnAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8UvRhWxkBtk/s320/me.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242211027258547202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steer me away with your descriptions.&lt;div&gt;it will sail as long as you held my hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst there is was not meant to come just yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's not think about it,let's nurture it lest not regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do dream's appear when you achieved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obstacles blocked and you stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are tree that reminds you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That everything starts young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And ends when it starts to disappear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-1545965527133402782?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/1545965527133402782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=1545965527133402782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1545965527133402782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1545965527133402782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/youre-ship-and-im-captain.html' title='You&apos;re the ship and i&apos;m the captain.'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SMATJ6VhnAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8UvRhWxkBtk/s72-c/me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-671785756084267538</id><published>2008-09-04T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T09:34:38.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lead me there &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SMANr2JCj0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HQK9g_P8f9k/s1600-h/parachutes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SMANr2JCj0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HQK9g_P8f9k/s400/parachutes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242205013178224450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you showing me the way.&lt;div&gt;You never fail to miss even a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing me a goodnight kiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You started calling me dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plunge my heart like a spear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People start listing the years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We end with cheers but started with tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know i won't bored you with just handsigns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All this time with your presence was gladly fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silence starts without talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love creeps out when there is chemistry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I start to wonder the use of gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If being with you everyday was in fact so addictive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-671785756084267538?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/671785756084267538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=671785756084267538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/671785756084267538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/671785756084267538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/lead-me-there-3.html' title='Lead me there &lt;3'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SMANr2JCj0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/HQK9g_P8f9k/s72-c/parachutes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-1656498174835744522</id><published>2008-09-04T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T09:17:46.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm lacking in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SMAKFwfx1-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/mWuQ77rdvLI/s1600-h/korean_movie_photo_1190374127752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SMAKFwfx1-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/mWuQ77rdvLI/s400/korean_movie_photo_1190374127752.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242201060293072866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were seen as two lovebirds.&lt;div&gt;I'm not into puppy love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's dying here and it might as well disappear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People of today are now looking into a more Passionate romance ignited only with two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's bow to love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-1656498174835744522?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/1656498174835744522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2564165305237822907&amp;postID=1656498174835744522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1656498174835744522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2564165305237822907/posts/default/1656498174835744522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-lacking-in.html' title='I&apos;m lacking in...'/><author><name>Living Across the Causeway</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04538194843921990536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SMAKFwfx1-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/mWuQ77rdvLI/s72-c/korean_movie_photo_1190374127752.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-3777735263970812815</id><published>2008-09-03T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T09:00:54.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mata and Monstress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SL68TT0n9CI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Emr2WmOThEU/s1600-h/RIMG0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SL68TT0n9CI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Emr2WmOThEU/s200/RIMG0297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241834056230368290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SL68TrOwSWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JONutNc23ew/s1600-h/RIMG0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SL68TrOwSWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JONutNc23ew/s200/RIMG0364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241834062513981794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabiil wrote this for me.Thanks a million beli from me and her.&lt;div&gt;This is short and sweet but the meaning is important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nabiil to Ossan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've seen the way you smile, it's always missing some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even when you laugh, the things inside never seem enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you know me, as friends we'll always be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you just stand there, don't you just sit there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't be afraid to hold her or kiss her on the forehead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wrap her round your hands and fall in love again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is for you, my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry make your stand, we'll be here everytime , we'll be here as a band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So just fall in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you so much nabiil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-3777735263970812815?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SL68TT0n9CI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Emr2WmOThEU/s72-c/RIMG0297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-1942852385109091673</id><published>2008-09-03T06:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:14:58.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;333</title><content type='html'>MY SILENCE WAS OBVIOUSLY YOUR ABSENCE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-1942852385109091673?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com/feeds/1942852385109091673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sowQSQG5QoY/TgbcMntWbdI/AAAAAAAAANE/FqAYSQ9HLUs/s220/P6110517.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2564165305237822907.post-6478014986813662100</id><published>2008-09-02T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T08:01:50.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SL1U6___oCI/AAAAAAAAADE/OIRgXo0AO-o/s1600-h/monstress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SL1U6___oCI/AAAAAAAAADE/OIRgXo0AO-o/s320/monstress.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241438913918115874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SL1U7J3nnJI/AAAAAAAAADM/Zd7HbmHg8mA/s1600-h/02-09-08_1514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qa9swWVScw/SL1U7J3nnJI/AAAAAAAAADM/Zd7HbmHg8mA/s320/02-09-08_1514.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241438916567342226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was this girl! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She will start this Fire!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She will be the Attention!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She will be the Attacker! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She will be............... &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2564165305237822907-6478014986813662100?l=thoughtsthatcomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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