<?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-8518766839686559864</id><updated>2011-07-31T16:40:04.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm who I'm</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8518766839686559864.post-5495913736477058846</id><published>2010-06-25T03:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T03:06:58.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my head spin round and round till i cannot think liao. rarely feel so tired. later i m gonna start work at 1pm then end at 11pm. are you as tired as i m?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-5495913736477058846?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5495913736477058846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/5495913736477058846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/5495913736477058846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=','/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-3894084877208870660</id><published>2010-06-11T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T22:37:31.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;CAN I JUST DISAPPEAR FOR A DAY???? THIS REALLY IS A PAIN IN MY ARSE. MANY MANY THINGS HAPPENED. LIFE DONT HAVE TO BE THIS BAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-3894084877208870660?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3894084877208870660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/06/crap-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3894084877208870660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3894084877208870660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/06/crap-day.html' title='crap day.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-4922317012627380003</id><published>2010-06-10T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T16:12:16.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brewerks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Hi all. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally been accepted to Brewerks!! One hr $6.50 aint bad, if i can do well i might get a pay rise! haha, hope i can get it real soon. first of all, i would like to screw JJ for talking nonsense. You ah, always have conflict with me, though friendly conflicts but, I ALWAYS WIN!! haha, JKJK. ok la, always i start first one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To be honest, i wasn't expect you to sms me and asking me how have i been. Cus you have been saying about your ex for a very long time and i m just listening. now you told me you won't want to be with your ex anymore. So, do u think i will make it as a hint or just a random remark? i don't know. I thought i can help you but i can't. Because i m not you and i cannot make decisions for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that this year, life has not been kind to me. All i wanted is to have peaceful time with my love ones but always there's a setback. This is life like all of you have said, but maybe, just maybe, life might have a glitch. This glitch might just change your life for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe thats all for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see all of you soon.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; maybe once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-4922317012627380003?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4922317012627380003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/06/brewerks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/4922317012627380003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/4922317012627380003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/06/brewerks.html' title='Brewerks.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2208264175191200786</id><published>2010-06-08T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T01:37:02.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uWYTqQXXcTM/TA0ooUeE2hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oeVcSoUO8GQ/s1600/Class+4C%2708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uWYTqQXXcTM/TA0ooUeE2hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oeVcSoUO8GQ/s320/Class+4C%2708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480080994734496274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;From left to right' Top row:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Benjamin Cho, Huai Min, Yin Quan, Wei Liang, (blocked face) Norman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Second row: Jia Leong, Hong Jun, Me!, Kun Xun, Wen Hui,(in front of Wen Hui) Charleen, Hajar, Yao Guang(block Norman face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long since i posted anything on my blog!!! feel like i m trying to clear the dust off this blog. Tsk! haha. This few days has been pretty busy. Looking for jobs and stuff. Went out with my beloved Class 4C'08 batch! so happy to see them!! Went out pretty late because i actually decided not to go as i do not have enough cash, but didn't regret at all when i went there! So much fun that we used to had in sch! We played pool at first. Amazingly, i didn't pay a single cent as Yin Quan decided to help me pay. HAHAHA!! But i lost all matches though, -.- Opened 3 tables. Shocked when the girls opened a table by themselves! SO RICH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we wanted to follow our original plan of watching movie but the seats weren't available so we ended up going to the nearby Pastamania. =D 13 awesome people went in and make so much noises!! Then during the ordering of food, we made a mess outta it. haha, my food was Beef Bolognese but it became Beef Lasagna, though it wasn't my food but it taste awesome too!! After Yao Guang's food reaches the table, he ate so fast that before our food has arrived his food has already been swallowed into his huge stomach. Coincidentally, his food was also Beef Lasagna, and he was sitting beside me. haha. The order DID went in a haywire as my drinks were not there, Wen Hui and Charleen's food wasn't ordered. so they did a double order in the end. x.x&lt;br /&gt;Then Wei Liang's food was bombed with so many cheese powder till his baked rice seems to be snowed on. =P I took many many random pictures of my friends unglamorous photos. SO FUNNY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we have nothing much to do so we took the train home. There is the photo!! =) so on the way, Charleen, Norman and Hajar alights at Bishan. After that Huai Min have to go home so the rest of us decided to go Yin Quan's House. But, only before we alight Khatib then he realise his keys are with Bryan(Cedric's bro). So, ended up we went to play billiard. Cho and Hong Jun went home to change. Wee Boon joined us as we are walking towards Yishun Safra. Weirdly, i manage to beat my friends! So Wen Hui and Kun had to go home so they went off at 11pm. Wee Boon have to work so he left too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's only left with me, Jia Leong, Yin Quan, Wei Liang and Yao Guang. Yao Guang have to go home so the rest of us went to Yin Quan's house next. Played cheat and old maid! but there's forfeit la!! i did like 50-60 push-ups. after that most of us are sleepy so only Yin Quan was awake the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Jun Jie came! Donno y no one invited him for the outing though, haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, at least i did something about my blog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sometimes, I just wish that everything goes as smoothly as this. C.H.A.N.C.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2208264175191200786?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2208264175191200786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/06/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2208264175191200786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2208264175191200786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/06/back.html' title='BACK!!'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uWYTqQXXcTM/TA0ooUeE2hI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oeVcSoUO8GQ/s72-c/Class+4C%2708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8518766839686559864.post-8838243644054098091</id><published>2010-04-15T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T23:45:03.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Has been a freaking long time since i feel like writing. Everyday like so boring after attachment, nothing but slacking. I wanna have some fun in life! Anyway, i just found out tat my deferment for NS wasn't approved. DOOM! if i dont get approval by this month i will be dead! i think i better do everything to get my Diploma before i go to NS!! This is gonna be so sad if i cannot get my deferment. HOPE, everything goes well and HOPE everything goes my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Today wasn't good, but i like it. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-8838243644054098091?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8838243644054098091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8838243644054098091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8838243644054098091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2034787308648280302</id><published>2010-02-25T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T03:39:36.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Happy Birthday Esther Oh Li Qi. Thats wad i can only do for you. wish and wish. sorrry for being useless on this date.Many things i wanna do but will never be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2034787308648280302?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2034787308648280302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2034787308648280302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2034787308648280302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-3376170448451070100</id><published>2010-02-12T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T23:11:52.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-3376170448451070100?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3376170448451070100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3376170448451070100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3376170448451070100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2957065521586598578</id><published>2010-02-12T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:13:41.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>林俊杰 - 转动. The song that explains my heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;还来不及看你最腼腆的笑容&lt;br /&gt;任性的时间却不肯停止震抖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总在落幕后 才学会如何 珍重&lt;br /&gt;他们总爱流言蜚语言不由衷&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;突然我明白你有多苦的惶恐&lt;br /&gt;泪水淹没了 爱要在那里 降落&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你让真爱 转动 让自己不停梦&lt;br /&gt;身在其中 绕成圆周 悲欢都全被你 包容&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你让灵魂 转动 用爱燃烧夜空&lt;br /&gt;无可取代的 你在我心目中 因为你 让生命感动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所谓整个世界原来只是你我&lt;br /&gt;也许生命只有两个简单选择&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁来当观众 谁在剧情中 喔~&lt;br /&gt;渺小的我因为你而勇敢的梦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但愿我能对着你说你多独特&lt;br /&gt;就在不言中 感谢你一路 陪我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你让真爱 转动 让自己不停梦&lt;br /&gt;身在其中 绕成圆周 悲欢都全被你 包容&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你让灵魂 转动 用爱燃烧夜空&lt;br /&gt;无可取代的 你在我心目中 因为你 让生命感动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你让真爱 转动 让自己不停梦&lt;br /&gt;身在其中 绕成圆周 悲欢都全被你 包容&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你让灵魂 转动 用爱燃烧夜空&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无可取代的 你在我心目中 因为你 让生命感动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无可取代的 你在我心目中 因为你 让生命感动&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2957065521586598578?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2957065521586598578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/02/song-that-explains-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2957065521586598578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2957065521586598578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/02/song-that-explains-my-heart.html' title='林俊杰 - 转动. The song that explains my heart.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-698310075625749032</id><published>2010-01-29T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:50:53.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:1%;"&gt;Do you know how torn i m when i heard u had a crush on the two guys? u donno. Wad u know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-698310075625749032?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/698310075625749032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-know-how-torn-i-m-when-i-heard-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/698310075625749032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/698310075625749032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-know-how-torn-i-m-when-i-heard-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2163517564216537841</id><published>2010-01-23T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:56:15.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>This few days are like hell. I m suffocating in my own wrath, Put me out of my misery please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2163517564216537841?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2163517564216537841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2163517564216537841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2163517564216537841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_23.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2192981806776981240</id><published>2010-01-18T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:01:21.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>The first day of my NEW attachment at front office!!! people kip saying i look dam smart and look good! hahaha!! so weird cus i have worked in the hotel for 6 months and suddenly i have changed to another department, its like changing a new hotel. Well, Its quite nice to be working with people i worked with when i was in housekeeping dept. now we are like working more closely. and seriously i find that this job is not that hard, just busy all the while. time really flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Heard a sentence from class95 saying " Just because he didn't love you like what you wanted him to, Doesn't mean that he did not give his total love to you." Really meaningful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for the day! hope my 2nd day is enjoyable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:2%;"&gt;Many things are not said because its not meant to say. Even if u are not ready, i really want to be there. Everyday is harder to live on cus i alwaus think about you. Have u eat enuf? Have u slpt well? Have you BATH? =,) hahas.. I really mean it from the bottom of my heart.. maybe its not touching enuf already. I really wish to be the key again.. To fully unlock you heart like i have not done. This time, with the trouble that i have been thru, i really m who i m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2192981806776981240?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2192981806776981240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2192981806776981240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2192981806776981240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_18.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2233721056874826139</id><published>2010-01-16T00:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T00:41:27.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I donno wad i m doing, what i m thinking and wad i m feeling. I m no longer the same already. suck man. Dont feel right everyday. lifes getting harder and harder.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:0%;" &gt;out of so many days, y must the flashback come ytd night. y i had to shed more tears? i donno wad to do. I donno wad i want. This aint suppose to be said but i m seriously loving someone that i shouldnt be doing. I m confused. Y must it be like that? i donno wad's wrong. Everyday, a small thought of u signifies pain. The past used to be so sweet. everyday is like a dream. I wake up just to sleep. No meaning already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2233721056874826139?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2233721056874826139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-donno-wad-i-m-doing-what-i-m-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2233721056874826139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2233721056874826139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-donno-wad-i-m-doing-what-i-m-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2404010977940296016</id><published>2010-01-13T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:24:14.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I m the cause of all the problem. i will get rid of myself alrdy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2404010977940296016?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2404010977940296016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-m-cause-of-all-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2404010977940296016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2404010977940296016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-m-cause-of-all-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-5361374546974470606</id><published>2010-01-12T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T02:10:30.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>i deserve everyting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats wad i can afford that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-5361374546974470606?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5361374546974470606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/5361374546974470606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/5361374546974470606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_12.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-6543614054039786665</id><published>2010-01-11T23:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:29:51.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Firstly, I don't like her. she is like a elder sister to me. Secondly, wad i got for her is different from what i got for you. never has been the same. cus nothing can replace it. AHHHH, u wont care already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-6543614054039786665?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/6543614054039786665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_5337.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/6543614054039786665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/6543614054039786665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_5337.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-4378347521074564513</id><published>2010-01-11T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T01:16:31.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Wad an interesting life i m leading. I donno i should continue to stay happy or not. So many events happening. Tuesday, the day i gonna take my blood test results. Not really feeling worried cus wad is the worst possible outcome anyway? Waiting for many things to happen in my life. Happiness is really a show, to show that i m stronger than before. Silly trying to make u believe in me once more. Maybe we are just fated to be friends ba. Cus i still lacks some things. I know one day i will be able to find it.the key. Trying to be friends again takes time. Cus we used to be so close and suddenly we need to be separated from the part between couple and fren. Let me learn. this time, i m learning to be a friend. Even if u dont need a fren like me, i will try my best. may time tell.. Looking back, I realize i know nothing. Absolutely nothing. Dont blame me. I m slow. Let me catch up again. No excuses this time. Cus i wanna be successful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-4378347521074564513?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4378347521074564513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/4378347521074564513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/4378347521074564513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_11.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-4734332771489062226</id><published>2010-01-09T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:04:12.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>The truth hurts, but only people who care tells u the truth. who likes hearing it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-4734332771489062226?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4734332771489062226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/4734332771489062226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/4734332771489062226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_09.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-752881523163878706</id><published>2010-01-08T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T02:12:43.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>OFF DAY~~~ tmr play POOL with qihao and CHEEZY!!!! and JIA HUI u ah, sick still eat cornetto want die ah!! our bet still on ah!! if u still eat u treat me meal if not i treat u nice food!! and jessica!! princess sponge!! Study hard!! Knight Jellyfish will guard u de lor!! Imagine 100 of my jellyfishes come find u in your sch escort u home, so dam funny lor!! but stupid sentosa entrance fee $3. freak! if whole army go my money fly~ xD!! hehehehe!! enjoying life ttm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-752881523163878706?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/752881523163878706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/752881523163878706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/752881523163878706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-5604623751143948856</id><published>2010-01-03T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:54:13.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe i m tested now. Dun worry, i will survive! today same routine, doing rooms!! horrible man, every time have to worked my muscles to the limit! And one shocking news that i think might change my mood for the day. hope my grandpa is ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:2%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i send you the msg, i might know your reaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-5604623751143948856?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5604623751143948856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/maybe-i-m-tested-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/5604623751143948856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/5604623751143948856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/maybe-i-m-tested-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-513641327055100074</id><published>2010-01-02T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:04:10.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Today too tired to type! SLACK TIME! &lt;span style="font-size:2%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe U didn't see. nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-513641327055100074?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/513641327055100074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-too-tired-to-type-slack-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/513641327055100074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/513641327055100074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-too-tired-to-type-slack-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-4308249590724205214</id><published>2010-01-01T20:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:25:40.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!! WELCOMES 2010!! BYE 2009!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good year has past! Another year full of wonderful memories! The year when every of my small dreams came true. I really appreciate what was given to me and i really should have learn to treasure it which i didn't. No regrets, as life goes on! To be honest, many things are so 'dream-like' last year, which made me feel like I'm in dreamland. Had a very memorable party last night!! Also the night i overspent my allowance!! gosh! have to start saving again!!! I wish everyday is so fun! carefree and enjoyable! This year, I wish.. hmm! better not say! =P Let the wish be within me so when it came true, i will have a small smile on my face. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8%;"&gt;There is a hidden msg in the happy new year msg i sent you. If u didn't catch it, my regrets. Hope you see it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;To all my friends and all the people around the world!! Lets Get Ready To Rumble!!!!!!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-4308249590724205214?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4308249590724205214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/4308249590724205214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/4308249590724205214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010!!!'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2932152095610605603</id><published>2009-12-31T01:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:53:37.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:10%;"&gt;I wanna ask you straight but i don't dare!! how come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I wish i can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10%;"&gt;And, the girls that i talk to are my really close frens, no other feelings. cus my feelings are always stick to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2932152095610605603?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2932152095610605603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2932152095610605603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2932152095610605603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_31.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-3818265240282212749</id><published>2009-12-30T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T01:24:56.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:10%;"&gt;Actually on the day when i ask you out to pool u didnt go and ended up going to eat with him i m kinda sad. =) haha, donno y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-3818265240282212749?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3818265240282212749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_4668.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3818265240282212749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3818265240282212749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_4668.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-5965324713407268851</id><published>2009-12-30T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T00:34:47.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Wish to do enough. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-5965324713407268851?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5965324713407268851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/5965324713407268851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/5965324713407268851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_30.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-7615967149989920316</id><published>2009-12-29T02:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T02:26:54.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tmr's plan!</title><content type='html'>WAKE UP, work! lunch! work! then go find Jessica, go my house take the present! then go eat! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-7615967149989920316?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7615967149989920316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/tmrs-plan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7615967149989920316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7615967149989920316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/tmrs-plan.html' title='tmr&apos;s plan!'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-8774253214663788400</id><published>2009-12-28T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:59:18.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I was just bored and have nothing to do so i just randomly type those words. I cannot forget about you, neither can i forget about anything. You must make a decision, a decision that will 100% hurt someone. Its inevitable. it's part of life. I just wanna stay happy because i m following what you wanted me to be. I no longer emo like i used to be. I wanna be the happy person that can cheer u up whenever u are down. Sometimes bad memories stays with us so we can see how much the person improves. I hope u were just testing me but its no longer a test. I have love you deep enough but how much i loved you, i wont get the past back. Let's look forward to the future with open arms and welcome it with all we can. Because i m always waiting for a right timing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing is too much for you, and i will do anything and everything for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to see that wonderful smile on your beautiful face, its always the most important thing in my life. Am i think too much again? Maybe not. I m dreaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-8774253214663788400?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8774253214663788400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8774253214663788400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8774253214663788400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_28.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-605824273890809496</id><published>2009-12-27T02:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T02:55:45.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Its hard to love someone without learning. and when u learnt it, its no longer the same person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-605824273890809496?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/605824273890809496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/605824273890809496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/605824273890809496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_27.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-7521951093126439357</id><published>2009-12-27T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T00:36:03.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:30%;"&gt;Nov 7 2009. wanted to post on that day but was too tired to do it so i wait till today. Dream of it again. and i hope i didnt left out any part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:20%;"&gt;We met at 10.20am because i am late.(emergency!*toilet*) Accidentally stepped on your shoe with my scandals, asked me not to wear it when we go out tgt again! =x After that we took 812 to safra for pool!! wasnt really good at it but my coaching not bad ah? HAHA I still remember the table number! 10!!!. Around 3pm, we stopped playing and went to eat. walked from yishun to khatib but still can't find what we wanted. =x Gave a weird decision of going to amk hub for food and movie! at first was totally out of nothing but we went there once we reach the MRT. Went to buy tickets for My Girlfriend Is An Agent before going to eat pepper lunch. U ate Salmon pepper rice while i ate beef steak.  Went for the movie and ur seat is C22 while mine is C21! hall 7!(have the ticket) =x. HAHA. sent u home after that. good memories eh. memories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-7521951093126439357?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7521951093126439357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7521951093126439357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7521951093126439357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/memories.html' title='memories.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2125225527900389625</id><published>2009-12-15T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:51:13.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i donno.</title><content type='html'>y m i the pillar to my frens relationhip? Seek for me when u need help.. Run away when i need mine..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2125225527900389625?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2125225527900389625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-donno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2125225527900389625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2125225527900389625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-donno.html' title='i donno.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-876445634887611396</id><published>2009-12-11T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:48:40.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Avalanche" the way i m moving is that fast. i can't stop. I wanna reach the top. No matter what the result is, I will still be happy. because that's all i m gonna do. Nights and rest well.Just wait till the time to tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-876445634887611396?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/876445634887611396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/avalanche-way-i-m-moving-is-that-fast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/876445634887611396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/876445634887611396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/avalanche-way-i-m-moving-is-that-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2706361406541242399</id><published>2009-12-10T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T02:01:28.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry, i m not backing out this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2706361406541242399?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2706361406541242399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/sorry-i-m-not-backing-out-this-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2706361406541242399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2706361406541242399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/sorry-i-m-not-backing-out-this-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-8011881733251082903</id><published>2009-12-09T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:56:02.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:20%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I stopped thinking about anything but somehow when i chat back with her, i fall in love with her all over again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-8011881733251082903?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8011881733251082903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8011881733251082903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8011881733251082903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/i.html' title='i.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-584562998894631893</id><published>2009-12-09T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:40:05.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:20%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y do i still feel bitter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-584562998894631893?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/584562998894631893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/y-do-i-still-feel-bitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/584562998894631893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/584562998894631893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/y-do-i-still-feel-bitter.html' title=''/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-640001835002235894</id><published>2009-12-04T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T20:21:30.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nearly, nearly.</title><content type='html'>Today, i had the scare of my life. i went to the store to claim the stock that is leftover from what i miss out yesterday, my manager rush me to get the stock quick because they need to get the list done by today so i go along with them. As the store manager place all the items on the trolley, there's one that weigh 21kg on the top. It's placed directly in front of my neck. i didn't care that much because i have pushed this weighs before. as i try to leave the room, i accidentally slams the trolley at the corner of the door. Guess wad, the 21kg box slams right into my throat. i could not breathe for around 3 mins and it's a total scare. The worst part is i m breathing thru my mouth because my nose was blocked. This 3 mins were nightmare. Luckily it wasn't serious, if not i would have died. Ended up having cuts in my neck area. other than this i had a quite relaxed day too. Now seriously i treasure my life more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:25%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I m not happy because i wanted to. I am happy because you wish that i m happy. I m not confident because i know myself. I am confident because you wanted me to be. Staying bright is what i need to do because i have nothing else to think about. I will still be your guardian angel until the day when u found the love of your life.. If it's not me, i will leave you slowly and one day u will enjoy life with your love ones. Just feeling satisfied that you accepted me once and it's enough because i know that you once trust me. Just feeling sad because i didn't know what to do. Hope i can know when i m needed and when i m not needed so i don't annoy you unnecessarily. I say i will win you, that's to show the confidence. seriously i know it's quite impossible now but i just hope for one special day to happen..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-640001835002235894?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/640001835002235894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/nearly-nearly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/640001835002235894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/640001835002235894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/nearly-nearly.html' title='nearly, nearly.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-8767409641826640773</id><published>2009-12-04T02:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T02:18:29.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Noobie! Today was quite a slack day at work. nothing much happen today. hahas. wish its so peaceful everyday! ^^ sometimes its better to kill things than leaving it tangling in no where because that may cause other people to have red eyes. Well, you deserve better. Don't worry, all this bad feelings will disappear like it never happen before. U are the happy star! your smile brings laughter to others! ^^ jyjy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The last time i remember i said the next time you cried will be tears of joy, I didn't achieve that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-8767409641826640773?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8767409641826640773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8767409641826640773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8767409641826640773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_04.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-7806286457617810271</id><published>2009-12-03T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T01:38:42.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK!</title><content type='html'>Baka! today was the busiest day of my attachment life!! i ran around like a mad person trying to finish my job and still get scolded by my manager for not being able to manage my time well. I am all over the hotel trying to get things clear but everything is all wrong!!! i even cut my thumb trying to safe a christmas tree from falling. -.- haha! Trying my hardest to work hard and stay happy at the same time. Hard ar, but still achievable. even my supervisor is looking for a new job proves that this job is suck-up hardcore! thats all! time to slack liao. tmr chiong again! =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hard work  deserves a reward!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-7806286457617810271?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7806286457617810271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7806286457617810271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7806286457617810271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/work.html' title='WORK!'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2708538993838196609</id><published>2009-12-01T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:06:43.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:10%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just want to make you safe and warm. forever by my side and forever smiling because you are happy with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I will win your heart. This time, no empty promises".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2708538993838196609?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2708538993838196609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2708538993838196609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2708538993838196609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='^^'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-3102365271564324791</id><published>2009-11-30T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:30:02.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:2%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-3102365271564324791?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3102365271564324791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3102365271564324791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3102365271564324791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-1523463359038431286</id><published>2009-11-29T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T18:29:06.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay Sean - War</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My lyrics of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would march across the desert to defeat my enemy&lt;br /&gt;And I would lie here in the trenches with your picture next to me&lt;br /&gt;And when I told you it's forever, then it's how it's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Don't, won't let him just take the place of me (No...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he really know you like I know you, all the little things?&lt;br /&gt;Does he really love you, like I love you, how can he compete?&lt;br /&gt;If he makes me fight for you, die for you, would he do the same?&lt;br /&gt;This is turning into way more than a game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it feels like soldiers in a war and none of us are backing down&lt;br /&gt;And I will show you victory is mine before we leave this battleground&lt;br /&gt;Cause he don't wanna leave, and I don't wanna go&lt;br /&gt;And I know just how this battle goes&lt;br /&gt;He don't wanna leave and I don't wanna fight this kind of war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know he's not the man you think he is; he's hiding all his flaws&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what's the point of fighting? Because we'll all end up with scars&lt;br /&gt;But girl if that's what I must go through, then I'm not prepared to lose&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've already bled so much for you (No...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he really know you like I know you, all the little things?&lt;br /&gt;Does he really love you, like I love you, how can he compete?&lt;br /&gt;If he makes me fight for you, I die for you, would he do the same?&lt;br /&gt;Baby this is turning into way more than a game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby cause we're soldiers in a war and none of us are backing down&lt;br /&gt;And I will show you victory is mine before we leave this battleground&lt;br /&gt;Cause he don't wanna leave, and I don't wanna go&lt;br /&gt;And I know just how this battle goes&lt;br /&gt;He don't wanna leave and I don't wanna fight this kind of war (No, No...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting kind of sick of this battle&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could take it back to when I had you&lt;br /&gt;I'm always thinking that I can have you, just let him have you&lt;br /&gt;It's getting kinda hard to convince you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the shit that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;What, would you let all this happen?&lt;br /&gt;You gotta choice to make it stop&lt;br /&gt;It's already going too far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl we're soldiers in a war and none of us are backing down&lt;br /&gt;And I will show you victory is mine before we leave this battleground&lt;br /&gt;Cause he don't wanna leave, and I don't wanna go&lt;br /&gt;And I know just how this battle goes&lt;br /&gt;He don't wanna leave and I don't wanna fight this kind of war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause he don't wanna leave, and I don't wanna go&lt;br /&gt;And I know just how this battle goes&lt;br /&gt;He don't wanna leave and I don't wanna fight this kind of war...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-1523463359038431286?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/1523463359038431286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/jay-sean-war.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/1523463359038431286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/1523463359038431286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/jay-sean-war.html' title='Jay Sean - War'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-6757935569407703607</id><published>2009-11-29T17:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T17:39:14.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;As Always, Life Is Full of Esther. =&gt; Hope u stay happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-6757935569407703607?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/6757935569407703607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_9040.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/6757935569407703607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/6757935569407703607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_9040.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-8471938321165660273</id><published>2009-11-29T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T16:14:08.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:20%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;my dear, Even if u leave for someone, i can only feel that i can't do what he can do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-8471938321165660273?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8471938321165660273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8471938321165660273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8471938321165660273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_29.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-1090940766148012234</id><published>2009-11-28T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:11:31.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-1090940766148012234?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/1090940766148012234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_1509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/1090940766148012234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/1090940766148012234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_1509.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-3029874941706086061</id><published>2009-11-28T03:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T03:21:52.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I know u won't read anymore.. But i have to say this. Many things about me i still don't understand well. I can't get my thoughts straight because i still am confused about what i m doing. Every time i meant well comes out to be an awful outcome. i am always straight-forward. Doing things and regretting it later. I never really understand why i m like this but i guess no one will. Sometimes i really regret not thinking about what i m going to do because everything will go wrong for sure. Now that its too late, I have to clear some stuffs. i never meant those words at all. I know u won't care already because i already said it. I know i hurt u again and again. Now that i get it, I just realize I have yet again blown everything away. I don't deserve to say i love you anymore because i have not proven it. Yet again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-3029874941706086061?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3029874941706086061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3029874941706086061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3029874941706086061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_28.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-3871416636013322588</id><published>2009-11-27T16:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:16:04.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Look at myself.How fail can i get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-3871416636013322588?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3871416636013322588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3871416636013322588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3871416636013322588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_27.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2882142966617591985</id><published>2009-11-21T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T19:35:38.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crawling...</title><content type='html'>Back to my knees now, everything went back to before. Get the motivations from an unexpected person, my aunt. I was shock when she told me she also suffer from motionless body halfway thru slp. It scare the hell out of her and she told me that those who have it will be more fearless in the future cus not many ppl have it.&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;All i need is some time to rest myself with things i need to sort out. Now i no longer want to learn from others. I will experience it on my own without anyone teaching me. Maybe i fall down because i always thought i was right. I failed and maybe it hurt me now but nothing is not worth trying from now on. Too late is no longer the word for me.Hope when i m back, i m a totally new person. this chorus is dam meaningful to me now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if we crawl, till we can walk again, then we will run, until we are strong enough to jump, then we will fly.. until there is no wings, so lets crawl, crawl, crawl, back to love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, its time to be a real......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2882142966617591985?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2882142966617591985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/crawling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2882142966617591985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2882142966617591985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/crawling.html' title='crawling...'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-3039047588669167119</id><published>2009-11-19T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T02:14:18.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Y m i twisting and turning? i m not being smart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-3039047588669167119?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3039047588669167119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3039047588669167119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3039047588669167119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_18.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-8539848465899378947</id><published>2009-11-15T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T23:43:21.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaning.</title><content type='html'>I don't want you to sacrifice just because you want to protect your friends. Don't you understand what everyone wants? They just want to see you living well and not protect them by using your own life as an options. Ever wonder what people will feel after you die? Stop being selfish thinking that after you die you don't feel anything but do you know the pain of people that are left behind? There's more suffering than protection. If you really want to protect someone, do it alive. If not you are not protecting people. Thats all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x.END.x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-8539848465899378947?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8539848465899378947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/meaning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8539848465899378947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8539848465899378947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/meaning.html' title='Meaning.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-5174433411373520516</id><published>2009-11-10T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:07:38.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life. my story. (meant to be on my birthday)</title><content type='html'>Dear life, 17 years have just past. In the first three years in secondary school, i didn't see any importance in friends because I was treated more like a worthless person than a friend. People make use of my to buy food and drinks for them. I was like their servant. I see meaningless in friends.My time have been wasted on people who treats me like rubbish. After the three years, i have been used to doing things for people and gain nothing in return. I feel numb in friendship because nothing is real. I used to be arrogant, proud.Over-confidence was obvious, this is the factor that people hated me a lot. I have made a true friend when i was secondary one but i didn't realize it until i was in secondary four. Many things change in secondary four when i finally have been able to find really good friends. And I know that only a few are my friends right now. I don't mind naming them because i m proud to be their friend.My dearest friends are Jia Leong, Jun Kai, Norman, Benjamin Cho, Wei Liang, Qi Hao, Jun Jie and Jian Howe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my good pal Jia Leong, you always have spare time to go out with me even if you are busy on some days. You never see me as an annoying person and even if i disturb you, you will forget about it like instantly. Know you since Sec 1, starting we only are soccer pals but now you are my good pal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jun Kai, The person who treats me differently from other classmates. He is the first person who i see as someone with a unique attitude in life. Deep secrets are surrounding you but you will still hide it anyhow. Maybe i like to joke about you but you know that i am never serious about anything. Well, maybe u didn't care that much too so it makes it fun to be around with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Norman. The first friend that i feel that added colour to my transparent body. After the Cathay work i introduced, I will never ever in my life expect you to return me a message, a long meaningful message, of gratitude. It's the first time anyone, really anyone, would show me he really appreciate such a small thing i have done. &lt;br /&gt;P.S.Maybe you have forgotten about it but it will stay in my mind forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ben Cho. The Cheezy of my life! HAHA. A really good friend that i know from secondary one but we only hangout on NCC occasions. Should have hangout with you more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Wei Liang. For remembering me even though we only knew for 1 1/2 years. You are totally different from people who forgets me instantly when i left school. You are important!!! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Qi Hao. The very protective friend that is the greatest friend i have. A very strong and soft-hearted person. His kindness is always there and he helped me a lot. My number one friend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jian Howe. a important friend that is funny at times. haha. still rmb early morning roti prata? LOL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my friend, thanks for enduring my linkless lame jokes. haha. lets remember the old times and look forward to the future tgt!! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TYVM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-5174433411373520516?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5174433411373520516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-life-my-story-meant-to-be-on-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/5174433411373520516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/5174433411373520516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-life-my-story-meant-to-be-on-my.html' title='My life. my story. (meant to be on my birthday)'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-7816841288227347054</id><published>2009-11-04T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:25:55.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>Hellos! Yesterday in the wee hours, Jia Leong called me out for supper. LOL. In the end i watch him finish eating his noodle before eating my dim sum. My 100 Plus turns bitter after i ate one piece of my dim sum. taste so awful. Went home at around 3am. We both didn't slept much because we went to play pool at 11am. =x The weather was super hot. Walked to Yishun Safra sweating like crazy. When we are inside the pool area, Its super cold. x.x For the first 3 games, He owned me. -.- then i came back to 3-3. ended up i still lose with 9-7. a bit unfair to him because his tyco doesnt count but mine count. We even compete to see who can clear all the balls in the shortest round. but still we miscount so we draw on that. After that we fought in 9 balls!! first set i win 5-2!!! second set i win again with 5-3!!!! =P. After that we went for our meals. Quite a relaxing day! Hope to enjoy another day of this again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.1 month of greatness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-7816841288227347054?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7816841288227347054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7816841288227347054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7816841288227347054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_03.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2960526160817780383</id><published>2009-11-03T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T00:33:21.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>The first month!! really has been great hearing from you everyday, no matter you were happy, sad, angry or piss, you are still the same sweet gal i will love forever. Time flies and we will look forward as time not only flies, it will improve our love for each other more. be it any emotions, I will stay by your side forever. Even though i may look small, but my soul will be big and strong so i can stay on to protect you from anything.. Love you. On and on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2960526160817780383?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2960526160817780383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2960526160817780383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2960526160817780383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-8622651604141894196</id><published>2009-10-29T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T14:59:00.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today!!</title><content type='html'>A bit late today but my hands kinda itching so i just type what i want to say and i m off!! Earlier this morning, i felt so tired. Never had this feeling for a long time. After a bath, i felt better. On my way to work, i found my pocket was heavier than usual. My new phone is quite heavy. Normally i will get a lighter phone but i was so attracted to Nokia E63's qwerty keyboard. Sorry jialeong! bought your phone. &gt;&lt; different colour though.. hehe!! On Monday, I had a good day. haha! everything is enjoyable. Only if time stops. U are breathtaking every time i think of you. and i will remember this day forever. its directly one month after my birthday and its special. really special..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-8622651604141894196?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8622651604141894196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8622651604141894196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8622651604141894196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/today.html' title='Today!!'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-1640255473935355416</id><published>2009-10-27T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T01:42:31.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>The fun has just begun. !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-1640255473935355416?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/1640255473935355416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/1640255473935355416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/1640255473935355416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_26.html' title='=]'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-4152573660596510766</id><published>2009-10-25T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:28:35.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I M USING EXCUSES TO COVER MY ASS. WDF HAVE I DONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-4152573660596510766?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4152573660596510766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_3601.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/4152573660596510766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/4152573660596510766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_3601.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2109911953970603218</id><published>2009-10-25T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:11:16.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I m frustrated at myself once again for being random again. i didn't even know wad i m talking about and it has been attacking me. Why do i think about myself only? Why do i say something that has no link to the talk that we have. Whats wrong with me? Seriously i might be insane for saying the wrong answer. WHAT AM I THINKING???? AM I TRYING TO DIE???? If i could shut my bloody mouth with a zip on, i will be fine. My brain likes to think of nonsense and i donno y i cant control it. Its frustrating, i... was wrong. Dead wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2109911953970603218?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2109911953970603218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2109911953970603218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2109911953970603218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_24.html' title='.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-9147882829838048624</id><published>2009-10-25T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:40:28.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish.</title><content type='html'>Lets make a wish. i wish to go back like we were before. no mistakes, no nothing. everything seems different now and its not turning back but it has been moving and moving on. my meaning is still the same. it hasn't change from the start. same words but different outcomes. Good changes will come and bad days will pass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad just told me in the morning that we should be happy because we are still breathing. quite true and i will keep breathing and making the best out of my life. I will not want to regret a small mistake that might hurt again. Changes must be made to me. Fast..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-9147882829838048624?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/9147882829838048624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/9147882829838048624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/9147882829838048624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/wish.html' title='wish.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-1908818061541902679</id><published>2009-10-24T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T01:44:10.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of today.</title><content type='html'>Stressed, beaten, trashed, but not out. many things happened in this few days and i am quite stressed out by it. Everyday i look into the walls and see nothing but my shadows. every time i asked myself whether i have done the best and i am stuck without an answer. I want to do better but i always felt that i have not done enough. I wish everyday is simply fun and enjoyable but that is not life. I will slowly get used to it and by the time it happens again, i will learn to deal with it. Not getting affected is the most important as it affects everything i am doing. Trust me. I will not give up. Trust me. I will try more and more. Trust me. I love u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-1908818061541902679?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/1908818061541902679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/1908818061541902679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/1908818061541902679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-today.html' title='End of today.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-1825257170197751061</id><published>2009-10-22T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T02:34:17.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun!</title><content type='html'>Every time i meet you, i feel so relaxed and whatever i do is so worth it because it is just for you. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-1825257170197751061?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/1825257170197751061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/1825257170197751061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/1825257170197751061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/fun.html' title='Fun!'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2599827149054344906</id><published>2009-10-19T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:41:16.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling sick.</title><content type='html'>nothing to post. nothing much happened today. just more love. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2599827149054344906?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2599827149054344906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/feeling-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2599827149054344906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2599827149054344906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/feeling-sick.html' title='Feeling sick.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-4661682653694284131</id><published>2009-10-17T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T02:54:10.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special.</title><content type='html'>I m special because u made me special. =] i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-4661682653694284131?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/4661682653694284131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/4661682653694284131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/4661682653694284131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/special.html' title='Special.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2100893498795239127</id><published>2009-10-15T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T02:23:55.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's good.</title><content type='html'>Everyday is like a same old routine with a little colour added to it. it feels as if  there's a rainbow after every rain. =] I won't be a disappointment i promise.Even if i always speak my mind,every single word comes from the bottom of my heart. I will try and bring happiness with a little surprise to your life. If i fail to do it, u can hit my head as hard as u want.=x =] &lt;3 I just hope time slows so i can enjoy every moment with you. Wish u have no regrets being with me, cause i will be there always. All the time..                    Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : Love you as long as ever.&lt;3.E.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2100893498795239127?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2100893498795239127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/lifes-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2100893498795239127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2100893498795239127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/lifes-good.html' title='Life&apos;s good.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-6474093917412299050</id><published>2009-10-12T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T00:39:12.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x</title><content type='html'>x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-6474093917412299050?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/6474093917412299050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/6474093917412299050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/6474093917412299050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/x.html' title='x'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-757527927152517350</id><published>2009-10-11T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T01:47:17.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=S</title><content type='html'>Mixed emotions everywhere. feeling sad but my work wants me to smile. feeling low but have to look happy. but the most important thing is that i will always be with the one i love. really love. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-757527927152517350?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/757527927152517350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/757527927152517350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/757527927152517350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/s.html' title='=S'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-5537771021745387292</id><published>2009-10-10T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T18:33:56.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored. Guess. =]</title><content type='html'>BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br /&gt;BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br /&gt;BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDI.BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDLOVE.BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br /&gt;BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDYOU.BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDESTHER.BOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br /&gt;BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br /&gt;BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br /&gt;BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;br /&gt;BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBORED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-5537771021745387292?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5537771021745387292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/5537771021745387292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/5537771021745387292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/bored.html' title='bored. Guess. =]'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-3463826981398013301</id><published>2009-10-09T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T01:05:12.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six =]</title><content type='html'>Days past but love reminds. Everyday i will improve and be a better me. Hope to be home at nite so i can enjoy the moment with u and u only. no other. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-3463826981398013301?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3463826981398013301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/six.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3463826981398013301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3463826981398013301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/six.html' title='Six =]'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-1365468103241991937</id><published>2009-10-08T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:27:44.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to blog about but i want to let you know that i won't be upset over small matters. Everything is worth it in the end.=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-1365468103241991937?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/1365468103241991937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/1365468103241991937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/1365468103241991937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-776317979903517690</id><published>2009-10-05T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T01:15:42.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy! ;P</title><content type='html'>its a enjoyment for me now. To make u happy. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-776317979903517690?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/776317979903517690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/776317979903517690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/776317979903517690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-p.html' title='Happy! ;P'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-7408440932971116634</id><published>2009-10-05T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T01:07:53.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No title. LOls</title><content type='html'>Work,rest,play. My daily schedule for now. Late for work when i set my alarm at 9am and the worst ting was i did not hear anything and sleep till 11.30. x.x wake up in horror. LOLs. Every morning is the most joyous thing right now. a greeting on a new day is so nice. Every time i re-read it i smile to myself. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-7408440932971116634?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7408440932971116634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-title-lols.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7408440932971116634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7408440932971116634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-title-lols.html' title='No title. LOls'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-7183819223444757256</id><published>2009-10-04T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T00:58:32.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>N and E</title><content type='html'>Simply amazing =] Love quotes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I want you to want me.&lt;br /&gt;I love you to love me.&lt;br /&gt;I trust you to trust me.&lt;br /&gt;I rely on you to rely on me.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you to believe in me.&lt;br /&gt;I stay with you to stay with me.&lt;br /&gt;we need each other the same way and its amazing. =]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd of Oct. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-7183819223444757256?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7183819223444757256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/n-and-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7183819223444757256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7183819223444757256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/n-and-e.html' title='N and E'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-726758385455691482</id><published>2009-10-03T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:52:17.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep moving on!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't stop!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much u hate doing it, just try! don't stop! maybe it's the stupid questions that they ask but it's how people start things. Take it easy and everything will past very soon. Cheer up and i hope u will be happy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : when u are happy. I'm happy. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a gd nite!!!! sweet dreams!!! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-726758385455691482?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/726758385455691482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/keep-moving-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/726758385455691482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/726758385455691482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/keep-moving-on.html' title='Keep moving on!!'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-8815039664523989675</id><published>2009-10-02T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T01:13:18.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't find a template.. using temporary..</title><content type='html'>Can't find a template today and its getting late. have to wait till tmr ba!! btw, Have a gd nite and rest well. =] my soul will be there to guard u wherever u go. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-8815039664523989675?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8815039664523989675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/cant-template-using-temporary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8815039664523989675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8815039664523989675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/cant-template-using-temporary.html' title='Can&apos;t find a template.. using temporary..'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-5972034198372501062</id><published>2009-10-02T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T18:35:22.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Love her RT!!! love her more.. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-5972034198372501062?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/5972034198372501062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/5972034198372501062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/5972034198372501062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/10/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-1329400260980126126</id><published>2009-09-30T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T01:27:49.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing new.</title><content type='html'>Today is an ordinary day. Nothing special. Bye!!... Haha today i did nothing really. After work, I bought my dinner home and was shock to see my mum.. Should have ask her to cook my meal.. Anyway, today was kinda bored as i have to spend the day quite lonely but its lonely times that makes u think clearer. Hmm.. Missing her for just one day is like forever!! LOL. but it's nice. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-1329400260980126126?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/1329400260980126126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/1329400260980126126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/1329400260980126126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-new.html' title='Nothing new.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-8200468936584307605</id><published>2009-09-30T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:43:21.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Today i overslept!!!!! Lucky wasn't marked for that. hehe.. It was a pleasant day today even though it's quite hot. Actually, it is a bless to be able to talk to you all the time and i felt so awake when i see you replying me. Every single time i wish i don't have to go to bed so early because i wanted to talk to you more. Every night i can't stop thinking about you. Feel like holding you tight forever and don't let go. It's just so nice to feel this way and i felt so blessed. =) &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-8200468936584307605?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/8200468936584307605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8200468936584307605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/8200468936584307605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-7806731049620453516</id><published>2009-09-29T04:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T13:37:12.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sch.</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. i woke up at 8.45am thinking this is gonna be a long day at sch... then i went there and it lasted for only an hour... that's short. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-7806731049620453516?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7806731049620453516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/sch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7806731049620453516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7806731049620453516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/sch.html' title='sch.'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-7606506796536043317</id><published>2009-09-27T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T14:11:00.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.11</title><content type='html'>11:11.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-7606506796536043317?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/7606506796536043317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/1111.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7606506796536043317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/7606506796536043317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/1111.html' title='11.11'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-3642758853742587137</id><published>2009-09-26T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T17:16:17.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is my 17th Birthday!!!!! I have received the most valuable gift thru-out my life. It's not the gift that matters. Its the thought that counts. :) Love the way of expression. Its so unique and lovely. &lt;33 Its so early and i didn't know about it at all. hmm.. maybe i over looked it but i was super... SUPER surprised with the msg. =)) HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY till my head is over the moon and the sun!!!! =))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-3642758853742587137?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3642758853742587137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3642758853742587137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3642758853742587137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-9127245017934585974</id><published>2009-09-25T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T02:35:20.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Meant to be</title><content type='html'>Just think this lyrics suits me alot now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theory of the deadman - Not Meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never enough to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;It's never enough to say I care&lt;br /&gt;But I'm caught between what you&lt;br /&gt;Wanted from me, and knowing&lt;br /&gt;If I give that to ya&lt;br /&gt;I might just disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wins when everyone's losing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One step forward and two steps back&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do you're always mad&lt;br /&gt;And I can't change your mind, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to turn around on a one way street&lt;br /&gt;I can't give you what you want&lt;br /&gt;And it's killing me and I, I'm starting to see&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never enough to say I love you&lt;br /&gt;No, it's never enough to say I try&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe that's there's&lt;br /&gt;No way out for you and me&lt;br /&gt;And it seems to be, &lt;br /&gt;The story of our life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wins when everyone's losing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like one step forward and two steps back&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do you're always mad&lt;br /&gt;And I can't change your mind, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like trying to turn around on a&lt;br /&gt;One way street. I can't give&lt;br /&gt;You what you want and it's killing me&lt;br /&gt;And I, I'm starting to see&lt;br /&gt;That maybe we're not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still time to turn this around&lt;br /&gt;Should we be building this up&lt;br /&gt;Instead of tearing it down&lt;br /&gt;But I keep thinking&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like one step forward&lt;br /&gt;And two steps back, &lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;You're always mad&lt;br /&gt;And I, can't change your mind, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like tryin to turn around&lt;br /&gt;On a one way street&lt;br /&gt;I can't give you what you want&lt;br /&gt;And it's killing me and I, &lt;br /&gt;I finally see, &lt;br /&gt;Baby that we're not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like one step forward, &lt;br /&gt;And two steps back, &lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;You're always mad, &lt;br /&gt;And I, Baby I'm sorry to see, &lt;br /&gt;Maybe that we're not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-9127245017934585974?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/9127245017934585974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-meant-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/9127245017934585974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/9127245017934585974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-meant-to-be.html' title='Not Meant to be'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-3762102242630259453</id><published>2009-09-25T07:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:15:28.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done editing!</title><content type='html'>Phew.. super hard to find all the missing codes -.- Finally got the important parts together if not i will be stuck again. My bro helped a bit though.. but at least its done. PHEW..And its really nice to enjoy a day at home eventhough i m doing not doing anything. Texting with ehhem is always enjoyable.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-3762102242630259453?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/3762102242630259453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/done-editing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3762102242630259453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/3762102242630259453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/done-editing.html' title='Done editing!'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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-8518766839686559864.post-2699371341773370590</id><published>2009-09-23T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:27:23.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start of my Era</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Today is the day i start a new beginning to my life. Blogging. LOLs. Hardly have time for anyting new so today i try someting that i nvr tot of doing. First time so donno what to type so thats how i end my line for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8518766839686559864-2699371341773370590?l=open-ended-lies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/feeds/2699371341773370590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/start-of-my-era.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2699371341773370590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8518766839686559864/posts/default/2699371341773370590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://open-ended-lies.blogspot.com/2009/09/start-of-my-era.html' title='The Start of my Era'/><author><name>Hydorious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044306632066258518</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>
