<?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-6137179167162028126</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:22:11.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Resolve</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-6350804872908788118</id><published>2009-04-16T02:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T02:45:22.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Condom Adds</title><content type='html'>Here are some commercials I found on condoms. They're quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vA6WB1mh9ms&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vA6WB1mh9ms&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DzTURBSw-Z8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DzTURBSw-Z8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iuzwq35o6PM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iuzwq35o6PM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rXsn3hZYhO8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rXsn3hZYhO8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/here-are-some-commercials-i-found-on.html' title='Condom Adds'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-2304691677528893494</id><published>2009-04-06T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:13:24.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Vids</title><content type='html'>Here's some funny stuff found by my wife and friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G7oGx2dImE8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G7oGx2dImE8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ii77HwzYmvo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ii77HwzYmvo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-2304691677528893494?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2304691677528893494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=2304691677528893494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/2304691677528893494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/2304691677528893494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/04/funny-vids.html' title='Funny Vids'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-1622221951059646560</id><published>2009-03-14T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T01:46:37.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down Again and Again and Again</title><content type='html'>So what's new, I'm feeling down again. Shouldn't be anything surprising for me. It's normal human nature and it happens a lot, and for some all the time. But why do we react so suddenly and shockingly to it sometimes, well lets just say that's all part of human nature as well. Contradicting isn't it. Guess that's just one thing we were made to be part of, a world full of contradiction. Could it be that I'm thinking too much again? Then again, I always am, but who cares. I mean I don't, because that's just what I do.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm feeling like crap again. Mixed emotions all around inside me. Don't know what to do about certain things. Want to take out specific actions about others, but best not too. Some I just want to kill myself and not have to bother about ever again. Nah, just kidding about the last one. Anyway, letting a bit of things out here helps sometimes. Although I do not give much information or detail, but it's just something for me to do and to let out certain things I want to say with a discrete manner.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for upsetting you last night. I promise I'll make it up to you. I just love you so much and much more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-1622221951059646560?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1622221951059646560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=1622221951059646560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/1622221951059646560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/1622221951059646560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/down-again-and-again-and-again.html' title='Down Again and Again and Again'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-409521546700377517</id><published>2009-03-01T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:15:37.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Like A Star</title><content type='html'>Taio Cruz - She's Like A Star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="390" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/MTRlELl9TR/aus=false/pv=2/"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/MTRlELl9TR/aus=false/pv=2/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="390" width="460"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-409521546700377517?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/409521546700377517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=409521546700377517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/409521546700377517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/409521546700377517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/03/shes-like-star.html' title='She&apos;s Like A Star'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-8531462501728635964</id><published>2009-02-28T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:10:08.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "F" Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/26UA578yQ5g"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/26UA578yQ5g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p class="citation"&gt;&lt;cite cite="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26UA578yQ5g"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26UA578yQ5g"&gt;Embedded Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-8531462501728635964?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8531462501728635964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=8531462501728635964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8531462501728635964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8531462501728635964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/word.html' title='The &amp;quot;F&amp;quot; Word'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-2065205876880515725</id><published>2009-02-27T03:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T03:11:36.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Know What To Say</title><content type='html'>I really have no idea what to say. Lots of things in my mind but I'm just lost for words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-2065205876880515725?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2065205876880515725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=2065205876880515725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/2065205876880515725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/2065205876880515725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-know-what-to-say.html' title='Don&apos;t Know What To Say'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-2160963971346365043</id><published>2009-02-23T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:47:24.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Better Now</title><content type='html'>So guess I'm all better now. I think. Well I hope I am. Anyway, not good for me to think too much. Thinking too far is one thing but thinking too much is just too much. Doesn't make sense in some way but yeah. That's just how I am. So yesterday's game was cancelled due to problems with the rims at the court we were suppose to play at. Was expecting to have an excellent turn out. Guess I didn't have my chance to do what I wanted. My guess is that one of the teams from the previous day that played there did something to the rims. Guess one of them went out of control and slammed too hard. Well looking forward to next week's game. Will be a spectacular one. Finally I'll get my chance against the Philippino team since I was absent in the previous two meetings. Wonder how I'll do against them. Anyway, everything else seems to be fine. Guess I should worry less about my own problems and more about others. I'm glad at least one person is fine and that she understands me. Maybe not fully but enough. She's the reason why I'm still all right :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-2160963971346365043?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2160963971346365043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=2160963971346365043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/2160963971346365043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/2160963971346365043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-better-now.html' title='All Better Now'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-3977308314993160613</id><published>2009-02-21T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T17:24:57.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncertainty</title><content type='html'>What is this I feel? Some mixed feelings along with all sort of thoughts in my head. Some that are silly, some that are stupid and redundant. However I shall keep my cool and let go of everything. I keep saying this to myself but the same thing keeps happening. But I really do feel shaky at times. I just hope you get to read this soon and know that I really do love you a lot my dear Milly Joo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-3977308314993160613?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3977308314993160613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=3977308314993160613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3977308314993160613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3977308314993160613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/uncertainty.html' title='Uncertainty'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-8251428658058204755</id><published>2009-02-16T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T13:22:39.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BTT Failed...4th Time...</title><content type='html'>I seriously think that either something is wrong with me or the system is flawed. How is it possible that I failed once again. The fourth freaking time!!! I mean, for the first time ever, I actually tried to double check my test. I even did a freaking triple check. And all the answers was the same as the ones I learned. Something must be wrong here. I really feel like just going on without a license. Ahhhhhh...what shall I do about this. It's a freaking simple little theory test that anyone can pass and yet I can't. I do not believe that I am that stupid. People, believe me I'm not. And I do have a good memory for selective things, so when I choose to memorize it, I successfully do it without fail. So how the heck do I still fail? Guess I'll have to go for test number 5. In the meantime I'll also be competing for the most number of fail attempts which I just found out and it's about 700 plus O.O...hopefully I will never even reach 1/70th of that figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-8251428658058204755?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8251428658058204755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=8251428658058204755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8251428658058204755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8251428658058204755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/btt-failed4th-time.html' title='BTT Failed...4th Time...'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-987309663794134753</id><published>2009-02-16T02:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T03:49:51.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball and BTT</title><content type='html'>So looks like my game is getting better. Playing so much better than before, but it's kind of ironic. My ankle is getting worse since it snapped, yet I'm playing with so much more efficiency.  And my elevation is better than ever. After my game on Saturday night, went to pull the rim and managed to grab the rim with a full palm. And that wasn't even my full elevation. Feels nice to be hanging on a regulation height rim again. Now I just need to work on having a ball with me whenever I jump that high. Had a great game on Saturday night. Whole team had a lot of fastbreaks on the other team. At least 50 was scored from it. Never did so many before in a game. Had some pretty decent stats, 1 block, quite a handful of steals, and my fair share of rebounds. Never been much active in the scoring side, which is why my I always have at least double the assists than my points. Think I managed to get at least 9 or 10.&lt;br /&gt;So later on at 10.30am I'll be taking my stupid, bloody BTT again. If I fail this for the four consecutive time, I should really just continue driving without a license. I mean, what's that point if I can't pass the stupid theory test, yet I know how to drive. I am even able to abide by the rules on the road and drive safely. It's just insane. Need to get my license soon. Itching to drive a lot. Then I'll also be able to send Milly to school and fetch her back home more conveniently. Lets hope it goes well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-987309663794134753?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/987309663794134753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=987309663794134753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/987309663794134753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/987309663794134753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/basketball-and-btt.html' title='Basketball and BTT'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-7417374080880300657</id><published>2009-02-07T03:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T03:27:51.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>So I celebrated my 19th birthday today although it's two days late. Mainly because my birthday fell on a school night so must people wouldn't be able to make it including Milly. But over all, it wasn't as I had expected it to turn out. Some unfortunate things happened earlier on but that's all settled. Had a few other things planned out a but a certain someone wasn't there, so wasn't able to surprise people with what I was going to do. Anyway, a few others couldn't turn up at the last minute as well, but it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;    So basically I celebrated at Kbox. Something that I haven't done before and somewhere that I rarely and barely go. So went over to the one at Cineleisure  at level 8. I actually booked the party room, but since not that many turned up, had no choice but to take the normal big room. Was ok though. In the end there were only ten of us all together: Alvin, Darren, Felix, Ken, Sky, Anges, Evelyn, Hui Lin, Weiting, and me of course. Only managed to sing one song but not like I knew how to sing a lot of Chinese songs anyway. The food there was all right. And apparently, there was a miscommunication with the cake ordering. While I had already had a cake ordered, Darren also happened to get one. So ended up having two cakes. I just brought mine home in the end. At the end of the session, I was suppose to pay, but while I wasn't paying attention, Darren took the liberty to pay. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;    Got some nice gifts. Well actually only two gifts. Got a basketball from the guys with their signatures on it and a nice t-shirt from addidas from the girls including Jia Xin although she couldn't make it. Shall try it on in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;    Really miss her and want to see her again. Hopefully I'll get the chance tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-7417374080880300657?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7417374080880300657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=7417374080880300657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/7417374080880300657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/7417374080880300657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/02/19th-birthday-celebration.html' title='19th Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-882908925950818839</id><published>2009-01-27T04:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T04:48:22.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Disappointment</title><content type='html'>I am disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry darling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-882908925950818839?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/882908925950818839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=882908925950818839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/882908925950818839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/882908925950818839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/self-disappointment.html' title='Self Disappointment'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-2333710639442361449</id><published>2009-01-25T03:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T03:41:31.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Quiz.</title><content type='html'>I have made a personal quiz. Go and click on the link below the tag board if you wish to try it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-2333710639442361449?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2333710639442361449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=2333710639442361449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/2333710639442361449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/2333710639442361449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/personal-quiz.html' title='Personal Quiz.'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-4908715193611103867</id><published>2009-01-21T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T12:52:05.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>王力宏-愛的就是你</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UoyrdcPEr5E"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UoyrdcPEr5E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p class="citation"&gt;&lt;cite cite="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UoyrdcPEr5E&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UoyrdcPEr5E&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Embedded Video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UoyrdcPEr5E&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;在愛的幸福國度&lt;br /&gt;你就是我唯一&lt;br /&gt;我唯一愛的就是你&lt;br /&gt;我真的愛的就是你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;推動才會懂得珍惜&lt;br /&gt;但我珍惜你&lt;br /&gt;傷癒痛就是愛愈深&lt;br /&gt;我不相信&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="citation"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UoyrdcPEr5E&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;你和我同時停止呼吸&lt;br /&gt;每一次我們靠近&lt;br /&gt;你讓我忘了困惑&lt;br /&gt;忘了所有煩心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我把你緊緊擁在懷裡&lt;br /&gt;捧你在我手心&lt;br /&gt;誰教我真的愛的就是你&lt;br /&gt;在愛的純淨世界&lt;br /&gt;你就是我唯一&lt;br /&gt;永遠永遠不要懷疑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我把你當作我的空氣&lt;br /&gt;如此形影不離&lt;br /&gt;我大聲說我愛的就是你&lt;br /&gt;在愛的幸福國度&lt;br /&gt;你就是我唯一&lt;br /&gt;我唯一愛的就是你&lt;br /&gt;我真的愛的就是你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就是你 yeah&lt;br /&gt;mm 就是你&lt;br /&gt;就是你 yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UoyrdcPEr5E&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;我&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UoyrdcPEr5E&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;唯一愛的就是你 uh huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UoyrdcPEr5E&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;我&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UoyrdcPEr5E&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;唯一愛的就是你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UoyrdcPEr5E&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;真的愛的就你&lt;br /&gt;愛的就是你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="realText"&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;Zai ai de xing fu guo du&lt;br /&gt;Ni jiu shi wo wei yi&lt;br /&gt;Wo wei yi ai de jiu shi ni&lt;br /&gt;Wo zhen de ai de jiu shi ni&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;Shi qu cai hui dong de zhen xi&lt;br /&gt;Dan wo zhen xi ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Shang yue tong jiu shi ai yue shen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ooh Wo bu xiang xin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; 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margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;Wo wei yi ai de jiu shi ni&lt;br /&gt;Zhen de ai de jiu shi ni&lt;br /&gt;Ai de jiu shi ni&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="flockcredit" style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-size: x-small;"&gt;Blogged with the &lt;a href="http://www.flock.com/blogged-with-flock" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;" target="_new" title="Flock Browser"&gt;Flock Browser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-4908715193611103867?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4908715193611103867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=4908715193611103867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4908715193611103867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4908715193611103867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='王力宏-愛的就是你'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-8363623989568921412</id><published>2009-01-20T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:32:57.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>I have just watched Twilight. Not a bad show. But while watching, many thoughts regarding the story came to my mind. Not thoughts like is this how the book writes it, or is this suppose to end like that. It's more of things like what if I was in Edward's shoes, what would I do in all those situations. And if I was like him right now, what would I do about my situations. All interesting thoughts. Think I would be a bit more at ease if I could do some of the things he could. But for now, we know that it's not possible, probably not just yet. Or is it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-8363623989568921412?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8363623989568921412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=8363623989568921412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8363623989568921412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8363623989568921412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-3511302296243291451</id><published>2009-01-20T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T01:33:25.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity</title><content type='html'>Night after night I feel stressed. Night after night I feel demoralized. Night after night I feel more hatred. Night after night I feel more pathetic. Night after night I wonder, why, why does this have to happen to me. The thoughts in my mind, the torture of the same thoughts coming back to haunt me. The images that my mind automatically makes up makes everything worse. I know I deserve eternal suffering for my past sins, but this is just too much. I rather bare physical pain than this. This is not a thought of pain but painful thought. It is not thoughts of suffering, but the thoughts in my mind are making me suffer. My only remedy can only be two things. Both will only be temporary, but one will inflict more pain to others deep in their hearts. When I see her, feel her, smell her, when I sense her by my side I feel at east. Still tortured by the thoughts, but better than when I'm not by her side. When I think about what I want to do, it makes me feel a little better too, but more anger builds up and I am afraid of devil inside me taking over once again. It is too much pain, too much anger, too much emotion for anyone to bare. I feel like I'm going insane. I wonder to myself at times, "Why am I even taking great lengths for this and at the same time letting myself suffer? Wouldn't letting everything go make it all better?" It's an interesting thing to ask myself, yet a simple answer would be love I think. I hope. But then shouldn't love make things better? Shouldn't love open up your mind to your surroundings and let you loose to feel the joys of life? Why is this happening to me. I'm going crazy. Night after night, I lose more sleep, I barely sleep now, and to think that I used to love sleep. For some reason I don't feel like ever wanting to sleep anymore even though my body aches and begs me for rest. If possible an eternal slumber to make the pain go away. But that is not what I want, but what my body requests. I cannot express my emotions fully, as I have said before my words will never make you understand unless you've been through what I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whomever reads this blog, please don't be such an ass and leave F!@#ed up tags. I write this here so that I can express myself and let my friends know a little of what's going on with me as I can barely express myself in person. So if you have nothing better to say, then please piss off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-3511302296243291451?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3511302296243291451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=3511302296243291451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3511302296243291451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3511302296243291451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/insanity.html' title='Insanity'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-4552394999137439662</id><published>2009-01-19T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:18:06.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days That Have Gone By</title><content type='html'>So quite a bit has happened since the beginning of 2009. Good and bad. Streetwave is doing well. Seems like we're not as badly affected by the economic recision. Basketball club is doing fine. Ranked 3rd at the moment. School is on hold as I only start in May. Having good days with Milly whenever I'm with her. Other than that, guess there isn't much to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-4552394999137439662?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4552394999137439662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=4552394999137439662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4552394999137439662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4552394999137439662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/days-that-have-gone-by.html' title='Days That Have Gone By'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-3994296888600568040</id><published>2009-01-14T04:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T04:33:14.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artificial Insomnia?</title><content type='html'>Wonder if my heading even makes sense. Well artificial is man-made, and insomnia is a kind of mental illness, so wonder if it's possible to have a man-made mental illness. Well too many things on my mind. My body and brain are really tired but I just don't want to go to sleep. I don't think I should sleep. Although someone's not going to be very happy about this but I hope she understands. I just can't help it. This mental state of mine must change, but don't think it will any time soon. How I wish I could just disappear into the wind like dust just for a moment. Let loose and be free of all troubles for a while. Wouldn't that be nice. No worries or thoughts of hatred and anger and sorrow. Life would be peaceful if it weren't for us humans. Ironic, since there would be no life if we weren't around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-3994296888600568040?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3994296888600568040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=3994296888600568040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3994296888600568040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3994296888600568040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/artificial-insomnia.html' title='Artificial Insomnia?'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-7610141019258169875</id><published>2009-01-11T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T01:02:56.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Better? Maybe...</title><content type='html'>So I got to meet Milly on Friday and yesterday after she got back from her level camp. It was a bad experience for her. Was also a bad time for me since I didn't get to meet her for two days. Don't know how that's going to play out in the future. But I think it's just affecting me that much because of the situation I'm in now. I feel like I get a little bit better every time I'm with her, but then ironically, I get worse at the same time. Don't know how long this will drag on. I barely sleep, I barely eat. It's really sickening me. Emotions running wild; anger, sadness, hatred...all sorts. Like a friend of mine says that I'm perpetually pissed. I agree with that, but I think it's more of a natural anger since young. Always anger for as long as I remember, although I do remember a time when I was never angry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-7610141019258169875?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7610141019258169875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=7610141019258169875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/7610141019258169875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/7610141019258169875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/getting-better-maybe.html' title='Getting Better? Maybe...'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-3474627109962088934</id><published>2009-01-09T02:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T02:54:14.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More New Findings</title><content type='html'>Anger and violence may have become my new best buddies, but evil cold schemes and heartless ways of vengeance is the key to resolve certain pain and hardship. Why I say this is because sometimes that's just how life is meant to be. And while others say "No, there's more...There's always another way...", please don't waste my time if you don't know what pain I'm going through. What misery that has been following me all my life. If you been there and done that and can successfully say that you've found a peaceful resolution, I'm all ears. We humans are just too sophisticated to understand why we act accordingly with certain situations. Sometimes you just got to let go. The way our minds act and think, and the way we let our emotions run, it's so amazing that the human race is still exists. The fact that we have never destroyed ourselves completely is quite astonishing, although we have come to that point a few times before. I say it's only a matter of time before another rage war breaks out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-3474627109962088934?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3474627109962088934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=3474627109962088934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3474627109962088934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3474627109962088934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-new-findings.html' title='More New Findings'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-8510840984976005570</id><published>2009-01-08T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:36:09.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Obsession and a New Best Friend</title><content type='html'>After recent events and a few days passing by, I've come to realize something. What I've have found is something which I had hope would never come to this point since young. But apparently, it has caught up with me. Depression has become my new obsession, and anger is my new best friend. You may think whatever you like when I say this, but honestly, I hope that no one will judge me for my actions and my words as you can never really really understand what I'm going through and how I feel unless you are me or have been through every single bloody damn thing that I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-8510840984976005570?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8510840984976005570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=8510840984976005570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8510840984976005570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8510840984976005570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-obsession-and-new-best-friend.html' title='New Obsession and a New Best Friend'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-4251764157145895105</id><published>2009-01-07T02:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T02:41:10.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger Is My Only Resolution</title><content type='html'>As I have stated that depression is my only expression, I have concluded that anger is my only resolution to this problem. However, this anger of mine is not allowed to blow up the way it should and wants to. So for the sake of others and my dear loved ones, I must suffer even more for all of our sakes. The anger that is bottled up inside grows more and more with every thought I take in. The power to hold it in may not last. The will to keep it steady is dying. Sooner or later, the inner anger will blow up. Like that of a wild beast which lurks around in the shadows at night, sneaking past corners at alleyways, my inner anger seeks revenge, pain, blood, screams of agony, and the joy of hurting. How much longer can I keep this up, I'm really not sure. I just hope that by the time it emerges and shows itself, all those who I care about are far far away. Especially that special someone. To have you see me behave like a beast, like the beast I was from the beginning and since young, it hurts me so dear just to have you watch me with such intense frightened eyes. I hope for the best yet and my worst. Whichever is better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-4251764157145895105?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4251764157145895105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=4251764157145895105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4251764157145895105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4251764157145895105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/anger-is-my-only-resolution.html' title='Anger Is My Only Resolution'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-8979647177219193392</id><published>2009-01-06T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:06:49.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression. My Expression. An Imperfection.</title><content type='html'>So I've been set into a depressive state once again. The last time I was in such an extensive depressive state, it was about 3 months ago. Think those who are close to me should know why, when, where, and how I was depressed then. I'm able to keep away when I'm with her in the day. But the moment it turns to night and I start heading back home or doing whatever, it starts coming out. I can't seem to hide it forever. It's really painful. This imperfection of mine is really full of crap and deserves no pity nor sympathy. I just wish there was another way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-8979647177219193392?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8979647177219193392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=8979647177219193392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8979647177219193392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8979647177219193392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/depression-my-expression-imperfection.html' title='Depression. My Expression. An Imperfection.'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-8664092378007782873</id><published>2009-01-05T06:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T06:07:26.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0600 Hours</title><content type='html'>It's a few minutes past 6 am right now +8 gmt and I'm sitting in Alvin's living room. Quite comfortable. He snores really awkwardly by the way. So I'm just sitting here deep in thought we things and also wondering what am I doing with my pathetic life. Well anyway will be meeting Milly later after she finishes school. Not sure what we're going to do though. It will be a long wait from now till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-8664092378007782873?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8664092378007782873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=8664092378007782873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8664092378007782873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8664092378007782873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/0600-hours.html' title='0600 Hours'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-3341897879102372392</id><published>2009-01-05T04:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T04:20:52.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>So the New Year of 2009 has begun. The year of the ox. Wondering how things will turn out overall for this year. But so far it has been good and bad. I've already experienced a lot of new changes from 2008. Some which I'm glad that has happened and some which I wish that I could change. Wouldn't it be nice if we had a time machine so that we could just go back and adjust things a bit when necessary. But what's the point of that, because life won't be full of surprises if that were too happen. For example, things may turn out really good after something bad. Or turn out worse then expected. I just hope everything gets better. I know it's going to hurt me a lot to try and bare with this one, but I must persevere and move on. I know she must be having a hard time too but we all must be strong at this point of time. Especially me for her sake. Anyway, Streetwave is doing well coming into the New Year. Time to really make it the next big thing in Singapore :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-3341897879102372392?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3341897879102372392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=3341897879102372392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3341897879102372392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3341897879102372392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-948508823840030983</id><published>2008-12-17T03:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T03:48:36.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Experience</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so for the past two nights I've been trying something I shouldn't. Now when I say this, please don't think too far...&lt;br /&gt;So the first night was ok. Alvin was with me and we went in circles. Banged up here and there a little, but who cares. Second night was much better. Darren was with me this time. Went pretty far and pretty fast. Now I know exactly how relaxing long journeys can be. Only thing is, I have to be really really careful and observant. Will be going out every night till the end of the week :) Anyone care to join?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just squashed my big right toe under my treadmill not too long ago. Was trying to move it and when I lifted it just a little, my toe got stuck under. It bled internally under the nail for a bit. Now it's hurting like a b!@#$ when I twitch it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, till tomorrow night. Think Alvin will be joining me again, if not I'll have to drag someone else along. Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-948508823840030983?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/948508823840030983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=948508823840030983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/948508823840030983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/948508823840030983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-experience.html' title='New Experience'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-6664299025535537954</id><published>2008-12-01T03:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T03:54:16.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates Continued...</title><content type='html'>Ok for the picture and video updates for some of the things in the previous post, go to http://sanwanliu-crapper.blogspot.com/ for it. I'm lazy to do it :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-6664299025535537954?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6664299025535537954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=6664299025535537954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/6664299025535537954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/6664299025535537954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/12/updates-continued.html' title='Updates Continued...'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-4058813737365787288</id><published>2008-11-23T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:03:47.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporary Updates With Words!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so this is the update that was suppose to be up last week I think. Pictures will come in later once I've gotten them all. So those of you who know who you are, you better get them to me quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, first I'll start with what I've been busy with. Basically I've been busy with 'school' (for all those that really think I am, you're stupid!), work, and basketball :D&lt;br /&gt;With work, I've been trying to learn how to play with this new sports equipment called Skorpion. It's kind of like ice-skating yet different. Not like roller-blading yet a little similar. It has a platform for you to strap your shoe in and has four big wheels on the side of it. It's quite cool actually, although it isn't the prettiest skating equipment on earth. Aside from that, I was at the Sports Education Programme showcase where my friends and I just basically talked to school representatives and introduced our boards. Also, we had to plan a 'surprise' part for three people. Two parties in two weeks. The first was for Weiting which was held on the 9th, a day before her actual birthday. She kind of new what was going on halfway through the day, but we got her in the end. We all had a fun time. The next one was just last night. It was for Milly, whose birthday was on Friday the 21st, and for Jade, whose birthday is today. The 'surprise didn't go as plan due to several factors. But in the end we still ended up having fun as always. It was a bbq/pool party so we had lots to do. Looks like our Streetwave family is really starting to look like a family :)&lt;br /&gt;Now to basketball. Been  practicing quite a bit. After starting the season again with my IFS Wildcats team, thinking that I need to bring up my level and standard of play as the rest of my team are progressing really fast. So I've been practicing lots of shooting and some real good speed drills. Don't think I'm there yet, but I'll be catching up to my peers soon :)&lt;br /&gt;That'll be all for now till I get the pics uploaded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-4058813737365787288?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4058813737365787288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=4058813737365787288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4058813737365787288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4058813737365787288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/11/temporary-updates-with-words.html' title='Temporary Updates With Words!'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-782328446532220307</id><published>2008-10-27T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:39:56.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Game One, Season 8 &amp; Work on Deepavali.</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I had my game with my IFS Wildcats. It was pretty all right considering that we only had 6 of us. Think the others got lost and decided to go home or something. So we led the whole game but towards the end everything just started to go the other way and we lost by 3 at the end of the game. But overall it was good.&lt;br /&gt;Now today was Deepavali which means I had to go open the shop. It was an ok day. Lots of rentals coming non-stop. Until it started raining that is. So we almost hit our average monthly rentals for this month. Things are looking good with work again :) Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-782328446532220307?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/782328446532220307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=782328446532220307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/782328446532220307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/782328446532220307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/game-one-season-8-work-on-deepavali.html' title='Game One, Season 8 &amp; Work on Deepavali.'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-4089804967131586515</id><published>2008-10-25T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:52:08.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day.</title><content type='html'>So today was quite a handful at work. lots of problems here and there, but it turned out all right in the end. Have Gen working with me know. Think she'll fit in just fine :)&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday met up with my almost real family for a movie, well except for a few of them. Watched High School Musical 3: Senior Year. It was really good. Everything I expected. Music was fascinating and all. After that went to meet two old friends. We went to Clark Quay to chill out and stuff. Had satay at Satay Club and it was really nice. Had a fun day. Guess that'll be all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-4089804967131586515?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4089804967131586515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=4089804967131586515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4089804967131586515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4089804967131586515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-day.html' title='What a Day.'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-9198651528920980031</id><published>2008-10-25T16:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:16:18.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee at Last.</title><content type='html'>I'm finally having my coffee!!! My first in two weeks in fact. Feels good :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-9198651528920980031?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9198651528920980031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=9198651528920980031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/9198651528920980031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/9198651528920980031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/coffee-at-last.html' title='Coffee at Last.'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-8631811147430194270</id><published>2008-10-25T14:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T14:18:41.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's My Coffee!</title><content type='html'>Like what the title says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE"S MY COFFEE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-8631811147430194270?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8631811147430194270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=8631811147430194270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8631811147430194270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8631811147430194270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/wheres-my-coffee.html' title='Where&apos;s My Coffee!'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-3500459612234244865</id><published>2008-10-23T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:24:54.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insufficient Dosage of Startbucks Coffee!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm in a serious need of some coffee. Starbucks to be exact. It's been nearly two weeks since I had my last dosage. And today I really need one. Like RIGHT NOW!!! Someone save me!!!&lt;br /&gt;So I'm in school right now on my 4 hour break. Started at 12. Before that I had a 4 hour lab which started at 8. Obviously I was late. Fell asleep just as I was about to leave the house. Actually wanted to go grab some Mac breakfast, but ended up having none. Thursday really sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-3500459612234244865?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3500459612234244865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=3500459612234244865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3500459612234244865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3500459612234244865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/insufficient-dosage-of-startbucks.html' title='Insufficient Dosage of Startbucks Coffee!!!'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-1621406520685677349</id><published>2008-10-21T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:04:51.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>So today was the first day of school of a new semester. It was just fairly ok. Had long breaks in between and the classes weren't too boring. However, my new math teacher seems like he's new although he isn't. During the whole hour inside the classroom he seemed like he didn't know what he was doing. It was quite irritating for me. Anyway school starts at 2 tomorrow. Only have one class, but sadly it lasts for 4 hours. Then I'll be heading to the track to join Ruben, a good old track mate, for training. Need to get some fitness back.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it seems that the new BBAXN season starts this Sunday. It's at 3 at Yishun for all those interested. Probably none though. Not sure exactly where yet, but it's at Yishun. Should be fun. Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-1621406520685677349?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1621406520685677349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=1621406520685677349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/1621406520685677349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/1621406520685677349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-3686009180470257103</id><published>2008-10-20T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T04:48:42.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School's Starting</title><content type='html'>So I have my first day of school in about 4 and a half hours from now. It's going to be a boring day. Two tutorials and a 3 hour lab. Don't mention the lectures because I don't go for them. 9-6. Well hopefully it won't be as boring as I think it will be. Tuesdays I get to start at 2 if I don't include the morning lecture. All I have is a 4 hour lab and that's it. Wednesday is a 2 hour lab starting at 8 followed by a break, a lecture, then a class that nobody bothers to attend. Thursdays could be my worse day. I start with a 4 hour lab from 8. Then I have a 4 hour break which involes 3 lectures. Hint: lectures means break for me. Then I have two tutorials to end the day by 6 Friday is heaven. Start at 10, end at 12. Two tutorials and that's it. Guess this semester will be relaxed yet hectic at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lots of new things are about to happen. The new season to BBAXN Men's Weekend league is about to commence. Can't wait to play with my team again. And apparently we may be playing a friendly against some semi-pro team in about two weeks. That should be fun. Well I'll also be going back to track just to get some fitness back. But I don't think I'll go back for real. Hard to say.&lt;br /&gt;As for work, it's been fun. We now carry the Ripstick as well :) If anyone is interested, they could go visit streetwave.sg and have a look.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and mind you CarreFour sucks with customer care. And the staff there are really useless. They don't even know who their own manager is...furthermore they make new rules on the spot. Had one of my guys go in to promote the boards on Saturday while wearing bermudas. Yesterday he did the same thing, but for some odd reason they denied him access. Now he wasn't allowed to wear them...I seriously don't understand how they work.&lt;br /&gt;So that's all the updates I have for now. Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-3686009180470257103?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3686009180470257103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=3686009180470257103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3686009180470257103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3686009180470257103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/schools-starting.html' title='School&apos;s Starting'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-3760734591051294373</id><published>2008-10-14T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:40:51.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>Bored. I need to find something to do now that I've finished work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-3760734591051294373?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3760734591051294373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=3760734591051294373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3760734591051294373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3760734591051294373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-1158433798155851354</id><published>2008-10-05T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:50:32.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Resolve</title><content type='html'>I have finally found my resolve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-1158433798155851354?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1158433798155851354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=1158433798155851354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/1158433798155851354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/1158433798155851354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-resolve.html' title='My Resolve'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-4192259357720572978</id><published>2008-09-09T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T15:37:49.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson learnt at Starbucks.</title><content type='html'>Well I was at Starbucks today relaxing. And I decided to have a ice quad venti latter. That means it has 4 shots instead of the regular two. I was feel tired and exhausted and needed the extra dosage. What I didn't realize though, is that it wasn't exactly how I thought it would turn out. I knew it was going to taste really strong and all, but this was just nuts. It was the strong part that was bad, it was the way it felt in my stomach after I gulped it down. For some reason it just didn't blend well in there. So from now on I'm just going to stick to my usual ice triple venti latte. Only order 4 shots or more if you're adding sweetener. But I have to admit, their ugly chicken puff is just superb. Wish I could just go to Starbucks everyday and eat and drink there the whole day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-4192259357720572978?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4192259357720572978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=4192259357720572978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4192259357720572978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4192259357720572978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/09/lesson-learnt-at-starbucks.html' title='Lesson learnt at Starbucks.'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-3415838994127329866</id><published>2008-09-06T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:26:56.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No idea what to write.</title><content type='html'>I have no idea what to write. Would write about how my life is right now, but it'll be boring and full of crap. Um...um...um...Well that's it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-3415838994127329866?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3415838994127329866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=3415838994127329866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3415838994127329866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3415838994127329866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-idea-what-to-write.html' title='No idea what to write.'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-4392143925126319117</id><published>2008-08-30T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:37:12.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update in life 30/08/08</title><content type='html'>So my exams are over and I must say that I did pretty ok. Except for my programming one that is. Hopefully I just managed to pass that. So not exactly sure what I'm going to do for now. Life's not really moving on for me, or maybe it's just that it's progressing very very slowly. Hope you're managing all right yourself over there. Wish I was there to take care of you. Well I'm off now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-4392143925126319117?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4392143925126319117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=4392143925126319117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4392143925126319117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4392143925126319117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/update-in-life-300808.html' title='Update in life 30/08/08'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-7429152882242857568</id><published>2008-08-25T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T03:17:43.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good song</title><content type='html'>Oliver James  - Long Time Coming:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everybody wants to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;We all need someone to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;Just like a helpless child (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Can you whisper in my ear&lt;br /&gt;Let me know its all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time coming down this road&lt;br /&gt;and now I know what I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;just like a lonely highway&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get home, oohooh&lt;br /&gt;Love's been a long time coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can love for a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;You could love for a day&lt;br /&gt;You can think you've got everything but&lt;br /&gt;Everything is nothing when you throw it away (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Then you look in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I have it all once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time coming down this road&lt;br /&gt;and now I know what I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;just like a lonely highway&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get home, oohooh&lt;br /&gt;Love's been a long time coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-7429152882242857568?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7429152882242857568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=7429152882242857568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/7429152882242857568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/7429152882242857568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-song.html' title='Good song'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-1455648470407016242</id><published>2008-08-22T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T02:21:43.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is An Eternal Bliss</title><content type='html'>What is eternal happiness?&lt;br /&gt;Is it being happy forever,&lt;br /&gt;Or simply just staying sad-free?&lt;br /&gt;To bliss out, as they say,&lt;br /&gt;Is simply just to become joyful.&lt;br /&gt;Yet how is a depressed person blissful?&lt;br /&gt;Simply, to become happy at the cost of something,&lt;br /&gt;A loss of some some sort.&lt;br /&gt;So no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how,&lt;br /&gt;Life will always be an eternal bliss.&lt;br /&gt;Some way or another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-1455648470407016242?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1455648470407016242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=1455648470407016242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/1455648470407016242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/1455648470407016242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-is-eternal-bliss.html' title='Life Is An Eternal Bliss'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-8149545209741144099</id><published>2008-08-18T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:25:06.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will remember, by Ryan Cabrera:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  I, I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;And all of the things that we’ve gone through&lt;br /&gt;There is so much I can say&lt;br /&gt;The words get in the way&lt;br /&gt;So were not together&lt;br /&gt;I will remember… you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there when I needed a friend&lt;br /&gt;Thank you thank you&lt;br /&gt;I never told you how much that meant&lt;br /&gt;Gotta thank you thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I need to work my way back to you.&lt;br /&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/6137179167162028126-8149545209741144099?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8149545209741144099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=8149545209741144099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8149545209741144099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/8149545209741144099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-will-remember-by-ryan-cabrera-i-i.html' title=''/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-180071019721200561</id><published>2008-08-13T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T14:20:11.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a hair cut</title><content type='html'>So, I cut my hair yesterday. I would say it is my best visit ever to the hair salon. I had my usual stylist attend to me and like always, service was good :) So I said that I wanted to make everything really short again and that's what I got. In the end, it turned out pretty good. Then came the part that was looking forward too, the hair wash that's always accompanied by a really good head massaging. For the first time ever, I actually fell asleep for a moment during the head wash. The massage was just that good and it was extra long. After that I felt really refreshed and my head was feeling rather light. Well that's about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-180071019721200561?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/180071019721200561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=180071019721200561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/180071019721200561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/180071019721200561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-cut-my-hair.html' title='I got a hair cut'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-7360925675619696279</id><published>2008-08-08T13:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T13:29:27.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>There are some tough decisions ahead of me that are yet to be made. Wonder how things will turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wCBbcM-YU1s/SJvZNh-r9JI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_2vH_EP2Rzg/s1600-h/11072008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232014218603787410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wCBbcM-YU1s/SJvZNh-r9JI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_2vH_EP2Rzg/s320/11072008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun sets as day turns to night. A new day will be born, as life goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-7360925675619696279?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7360925675619696279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=7360925675619696279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/7360925675619696279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/7360925675619696279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wCBbcM-YU1s/SJvZNh-r9JI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_2vH_EP2Rzg/s72-c/11072008(008).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-5663358007055986074</id><published>2008-08-06T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T19:25:37.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudoku Challenge</title><content type='html'>Today my school had this sudoku challenge set up infront of the library and anyone who wanted to try it out could give it a shot. I thought it'd be interesting to try it out myself. The previous night I was rattling my brains out trying the very difficult puzzles in my sudoku book. It took me an hour for the first puzzle. After that, it became easy and I managed to solve one in 20 minutes. So today I felt ready for the challenge, thinking what level they would be giving us. To my surprise, it was not that difficult. In a way, it was easier than my normal leveled puzzles. So I was going at a nice slow pace and suddenly I would find the key numbers and start filling in the rest at a really fast pace. And then I'll come to a stop with the last 10 or so numbers. This was already at the 20 minute mark. I was quite surprised with my timing. I knew that I could finish it withing 25 minutes, but then it happened. For some reason, I made one of the worst mistakes that I could have ever made. I wasn't able to see that one of the crucial numbers placed in a certain box could have had two possiblities. Because of this, I wasted lots of precious time. After making the mistake without realizing, I began to finish up the puzzle till I suddenly saw the error. This was about the 25 minute mark. I quickly tried to re-trace my steps, but couldn't as I had filled them up in a hurry. So I decided to erase the whole thing. It couldn't be helped. Luckily, I managed to fill everything that was correct back into it's place within 5 minutes and figured out my mistake. The puzzle was finished in about 30 minutes or so. It could have been much faster. But oh well. I heard the longest was about an hour. There probably is someone who did much better than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Goes On.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-5663358007055986074?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5663358007055986074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=5663358007055986074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/5663358007055986074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/5663358007055986074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/sudoku-challenge.html' title='Sudoku Challenge'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-596151533563813681</id><published>2008-08-02T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T23:52:40.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel's Birthday and more</title><content type='html'>Well today was Daniel's 19th birthday so a few of us gathered and celebrated it. We had a nice long lunch which was followed by a cake session. Was quite hilarious. So we all enjoyed the lunch and all, and after that some of them had to leave for their own purposes. The remaining lot of us decided to go bowling for a while. We ended up bowling at Marine Cove. But the journey there was the fun part. I didn't want to make the rest who had to sit at the back of Daniel's car feel uncomfortable. So I volunteered to go into the trunk. Always wanted to try it. Took me a while to convince Daniel to let me, and he finally did. It wasn't scary at all, except when we approached a bump at a high speed. It was quite fun actually. Only that I perspired a lot. Scared a few by passers by screaming in the trunk.&lt;br /&gt;After that I headed over to BAS to meat my team mates and play a bit. And later on we had our match. It was quite a breeze through. Made some good passes and played fair D. Had my jaw knocked by one guy by trying to challenge him on his way to the basket. Wasn't intentional on his part. It was all good aggressive play. After that I met up with Daniel and the rest again. Had dinner and just chilled out for a while. It was a pretty good day. Everyone seemed happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-596151533563813681?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/596151533563813681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=596151533563813681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/596151533563813681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/596151533563813681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/daniels-birthday-and-more.html' title='Daniel&apos;s Birthday and more'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-2035218385056552018</id><published>2008-08-01T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:43:08.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing new</title><content type='html'>Well there hasn't been much done this past week. Nothing new, as my post title says. Well I guess there is one thing new. I found this new band called Metro Station, and they're pretty good. And their story of how they actually started and came to be is really interesting. Here's a a music video of one of their best hits called 'Shake It'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-67296e5c7233af4a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D67296e5c7233af4a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331483364%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D234A28FE51E9182D9FF30DB59293A0662248FB67.3492FE6336D6663CBF1BA9000E27794098BACE46%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D67296e5c7233af4a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAxp97z0y2Fnl1Zm1aNJ0M0duelI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D67296e5c7233af4a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331483364%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D234A28FE51E9182D9FF30DB59293A0662248FB67.3492FE6336D6663CBF1BA9000E27794098BACE46%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D67296e5c7233af4a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAxp97z0y2Fnl1Zm1aNJ0M0duelI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I've finally managed to buy someone on facebook which I have been trying for weeks :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-2035218385056552018?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=67296e5c7233af4a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2035218385056552018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=2035218385056552018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/2035218385056552018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/2035218385056552018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/nothing-new.html' title='Nothing new'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-3871153021755867331</id><published>2008-07-28T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T02:29:22.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week</title><content type='html'>All right, let me summarize what I have been doing this past week. Well more like what fun things I have been doing.&lt;br /&gt;So on Wednesday after school, I went we my Streetwave collegues to a secondary school to give them a session to learn how to play with a  swave board. It was actually the second session for them, just that I wasn't there at the first one. All we did (I did) was teach them how to turn properly and stuff. After that we set out a course for them to race. And obviously the winner gets something. A FREE BOARD! So Darren forgot to bring the cones so we just had to improvise with the court markings. It wasn't a hard course in fact. And we kind of knew who the winner was already. But we had to make it fair. So in the end, our guess of who the winner would be was correct. He seemed pretty happy with his FREE board. Haha, but after that I got to have a little fun with him. Alvin says that I bullied him. But the thing is, he was willing. So what we did was race. Him and I. And I managed to win :p And that concluded that day.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, went to take my First Aid course exam. And I managed to pass with ease :D Wasn't at all that hard and I scored 23/30 for my theory paper. There was actually one participant who didn't pass the paper, but they letter her make corrections so that she passed. And obviously, she did with a second attempt. And during the practical, the examiner was actually helping us throughout the bandaging of a casualty and CPR on Little Anne. Little Anne is the CPR dummy for those that don't know. It was literally impossible to fail the course, because the examiner did not let you leave till you pass. So everyone was happy. Now we all just have to wait four weeks till we can go and collect our certificate. Oh and I recieved my NCAP level 1 coaching course certificate on Friday. So now I am an official certified coach and first aider :D&lt;br /&gt;Now coming to today, or yesterday which was Sunday. I met up with some of my old classmates from ICS. I was quite amazed how they all looked the same and stuff. We hanged out and stuff. Watched a stupid movie, and chilled after that. It was pretty cool seeing them again and hanging out. Hoping to meet with at least some of them again before they head back to the States and start school again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-3871153021755867331?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3871153021755867331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=3871153021755867331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3871153021755867331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3871153021755867331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/week.html' title='A Week'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-4293308295881532626</id><published>2008-07-20T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:52:47.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Aid Course</title><content type='html'>Today marks the end of my second day as well as the end of the theoretical portion of my First Aid course. It's quite fun actually and I learned a lot. I'll try to get a few pictures and post them up :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-4293308295881532626?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4293308295881532626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=4293308295881532626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4293308295881532626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4293308295881532626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-aid-course.html' title='First Aid Course'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-7067864156040121746</id><published>2008-07-19T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T21:28:47.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've done.</title><content type='html'>Well I've been sort of occupied recently. Not with work or things to do, but just thoughts in my head. My mum and sister had a very big fight yesterday. I was pulled into it some how. Got really pissed about that. But sometimes getting pissed doesn't do anything. But we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt; still human beings, so it's only natural that I get pissed or something. Sometimes, I wonder why I contradict myself in the things I say. Guess that's also part of being what we are. Anyway, my sister seems to be fully on 'my side' now and stuff. Don't know what we're going to do about our mum though.&lt;br /&gt;Today I attended the first session of the First Aid course. Was quite interesting and fun. After that I had to rush for a game with the Wildcats. We had a rough game and nearly lost, but came through at the end. After that, I headed to work and helped out. Ended up raining heavily. Well now I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm more clear-headed, I can think better and stuff. But sometimes my actions say something else. But like I said, we're all still humans, and that no matter what, Life Goes On.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for a chance to grab my chance at chasing something, a goal that I intend to make my life long goal. Some may not know what it is, others may have a hint, and a few would understand what it. I just hope that my goal is achieved much sooner before it's too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-7067864156040121746?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7067864156040121746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=7067864156040121746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/7067864156040121746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/7067864156040121746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-ive-done.html' title='What I&apos;ve done.'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-7606713777227153240</id><published>2008-07-15T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T18:51:29.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life goes on.</title><content type='html'>Took a few days to post this up as I did not want to get really emotional or breakdown while writing this. Anyway, it's funny how people, humans in general, tend to feel really emotional when the same sad thing happens again and we already know it's going to happen. Ironically, the sad event is also a happy one. So in the end are we actually emotionally down or even crying, or are we feeling joy for the event. Specifically, it's the event of a very good and close friend of ours leaving to pursue her future. It's sad that she's leaving, let alone leaving again. And we're happy for her that she's doing what she wants; well she isn't exactly doing what she wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am sitting at my computer and letting you know (whoever you may be) that life does go on. Here I am thinking that I was probably going to end up in a miserable state, especially after knowing about a certain thing which I hoped for was going to happen. But there's this one thing I learned, and it's the fact that everything that happens, is all part of life. We're going through constant trials and triumphs. We usually can't tell the two apart due to the difficult situations we get stuck in. And it's not that I never knew this, but I am now learning to embrace it.&lt;br /&gt;The true love of my life will be far away once again, and I still can't do much. But now I will try to do more and make a difference. Will it be tough, yes. Will there be hardships, yes. Will it stop me, I sure hope not. I am going to make a strong stand and do my best.&lt;br /&gt;An old chapter of my life has finally come to an end. It was a very bitter one in fact. Now a new one opens up and a new journey begins. I will not say that it is an adventure, because although I do know what my agenda is, but it is one that is not meant for the sake of pleasure. It will be long and hard, but I will try my best to never say die. I will not say for sure as I don't want to be making any promises I might not be able to keep. Although I am aiming to go all the way. Hopefully can make a difference and a strong impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I am alone. Once again, I will try and achieve my goal. This time I am braver and bolder. I can safely say that I am reborn and a changed man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-7606713777227153240?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7606713777227153240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=7606713777227153240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/7606713777227153240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/7606713777227153240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-goes-on.html' title='Life goes on.'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-4110912639079825646</id><published>2008-07-10T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:22:11.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purpose</title><content type='html'>All right, this is the first official post of my blog. Now the purpose of me making this blog is to express myself when I can't or have no time to with my friends and loved ones. Don't worry, this doesn't mean that I'm not going to come to those who I have been with my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for my first expression that I want to "vent" out. I seriously have issues with my family. Or maybe I just have issues with myself. Either way I have issues. The thing is, sometimes the issues aren't really the problem, but more of what's really bugging me inside that reverts me to thinking that I have issues or somesort. Now this may sound confusing but who cares. You can choose to read this and understand or just bug off. This is my space to express. And I really need to find another word to use.&lt;br /&gt;Now back to my problem; well I need to figure out how to resolve my inner peace. For other people, it's more like meditating after some time and knowing your path of life. Something along those lines. Well sometimes I feel like I need to be cut some slack. Yes it's my fault that I don't exactly tell them everything that's going on in my head and heart, because if I did, I wouldn't be normal. I wouldn't be, in the sense that I would just be saying everything out without knowing why I'm saying it and not really solving the problem. And then again if I don't say as much as I can, how can they give me some space to breathe. I know I may sound contradicting, but that's just me at times. I have a friend who calls himself the "prince of contradiction." I just call him the "new age Confucious." Ok, I'm getting a little off topic and this is becoming really long.&lt;br /&gt;In short, I need some time to myself, but only from certain people. I need more breathing space for certain things. But for some others, especially a certain someone, I hope I can get as much understanding from them, although I am the cause of the gap between us. But I'm still working on that. And once again I need to say that I need to fix up my grammar and stuff because I'm writing with lots and lots of errors.&lt;br /&gt;Guess that'll be all for now. And there will definitely be more posts to come. Good ones :D And a better outlook for this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-4110912639079825646?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/4110912639079825646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=4110912639079825646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4110912639079825646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/4110912639079825646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/purpose.html' title='Purpose'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137179167162028126.post-3191405237693569459</id><published>2008-07-10T01:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T01:01:31.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>This post is written for the sake of making the first post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6137179167162028126-3191405237693569459?l=enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3191405237693569459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6137179167162028126&amp;postID=3191405237693569459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3191405237693569459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6137179167162028126/posts/default/3191405237693569459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enamoredwithyou.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>freak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05441049821029843197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
